This is how we do it, we do it... This is how we do it, we do it... is how we do it, when we do it... This is how we do it, we do it...
Doesn't it feel good to see us money? Feel good like everyday's good see us takin off? Doesn't it good to see us ball? And they can't it from us at all And if you that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
1: Krayzie] Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin Thuggish Ruggish on ya Krayzie keepin it flaming, so it's fire for ya Water, need none let it burn Let it be known that my turn, let 'em turn Be concerned these words I got Whatever sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin Really left niggaz behind to business They don't I'm in it to win it Thug out with a full of criminals and killers So pump fists if ya feel it, hear me We in it to keep it the With my remige, Thugline team, coming to something Close to 30 sold and still thuggin, still strugglin Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I them I don't know Can't think no more excuses niggaz don't show We came up from poor, and I'm not going to poor, no!
[Verse 2: For the love of money, I keep it Just back down in the ghetto Sleep in the PJ's they let me so I 'em back By keepin it real, givin 'em shit they can feel Like hustlin need than a mil Like how to make it on these and not be killed before you get grown Let a nigga go on 'cause he chose to live his life All I know is is already short And you can bring non-exsistance closer if you want Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha on (thug on) Make you cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on But must of all you stay sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix That go for anything you do and go all to jail, I don't trip I share a to the side, devil ass nigga Always fuckin up my vibe, right now, nigga You meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface And I think you wanna though, no!
[Verse 3: My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you (heard) 'Cause it's about bullshit they be talkin, why? in my business like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot) Run up, me, get burned, nigga Said they saw me at the Source out on the floor, (what?) Chickenhead bitch Miami said we was runnin when the war popped Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga with me What shut you puff? My niggaz on the B For most of them niggaz they want peace when we Like we ain't be hearin what be saying on the streets So we gotta bring the if you want, but keep it to a mumble Speak than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha Y'all Don't Know Me, that what I told 'em? Hope they these pistols real's that we toat, jokin Naw nigga, we for in the field Believe what you want, but you know the deal