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... This is how we do it, we do it...
Doesn't it feel good to see us make good like everyday's sunny Feel good see us off? Doesn't it feel good to see us And they can't take it us at all And if you agree 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 the most droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed fire for ya Water, don't need none let it Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em Be concerned these words I got Whatever they sayin about the Line, we kill 'em I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin Really left niggaz to handle business don't understand I'm in it to win it Thug out with a crowd of criminals and killers So pump your fists if ya it, hear me We in it to it the realest With my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still Wassup with Bone? keep it real, so I tell them I don't know Can't think no more excuses when niggaz don't We came up from poor, and I'm not going to poor, no!
[Verse 2: For the of money, I keep it funky Just back down in the ghetto in the PJ's they let me so I love 'em back By it real, givin 'em shit that 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 his life wrong All I know is life is short And you can bring your closer if you want Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, thug on (thug on) Make you some cheese, get 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 they go all to jail, I trip I a hater to the side, devil ass nigga fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga You done meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet And I don't think you though, no!
[Verse 3: My nigga, cover your ears and what you heard (heard) 'Cause it's about bullshit they be talkin, why? Niggaz in my business 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 from Miami said we was when the war popped Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga with me What shut you puff? My hold on the B For most of niggaz they want peace when we meet Like we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the So we gotta bring the Speak if you want, but it to a mumble Speak louder a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't what I told 'em? Hope they knowin pistols real's that we toat, jokin Naw nigga, we for in the field Believe what you want, but you suckas the deal