Bone Nature, Naughty By Harmony.
(Forgive them they know not what they do)
Yea. Treach in the house.
its to hittem wit the real shit
(Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone)
Mo
(Chorus) We wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Christ i see the light thru little eyes Hope he can see it in Money gon' me Crazy this gon' make me crazy baby
We been wheelin and dealin all our money make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru bizzys eyes he can see it in mine Money make me Crazy money gon' make me crazy baby
Well i was born wit my wide/ feelin the pressure of today now why should i try/ im tired of this pain/ game gon' game/
and any that aint really feelin me is the epitamy/ of what i be these niggaz is slippery/ if you say history let it repeat treat yoself dont yoself to a life live low/
watch yo health, better but takes care of yourself/ tellem to suck on these nuts, dont grow on trees what/ killers will stop and bust/ funny how shit ease up/
wit the heat,lovin the streetz i gota go get it what ever we need/ my wife and my seeds dependin ony me im to be the best i can be/ talk about life, i get it twice/ makin this money for me and my
niggaz is wana shut me down, what the kids the kids the kids is great/ watch how my nigga we dominate, through were you cant concentrate/ releasin and em we bomb on hate/ real life comin atcha real life shit can happen life talkin to ya, now holla at me!/
We been wheelin and all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus i see the thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in Money make me Crazy this money gon' make me baby
We been wheelin and dealin all our gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light in trigger eyes he can see it in mine Money gon' make me this gon' make me crazy baby
20 20 of of bottles of beer of beer on the wall/ 20 20 of bottles of of beer/ now after 1 of the 1 of the dollaz of dollaz happen to happen to it be click pow click pow click pow, hananana click clack on all
i got my chrome my dome, plus my mask n my mic/ i got my own version called the ghetto of christ/ niggaz feel theyselves too much cant see the shit that in/ i wana save all the cheerin but im like urine/
is telegraphic, tell a spy, tell a lie/ tell the feds the revolution time will be televised/ i it funk fuck ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/ thats why my odb be out like rusty mufflers/
don dolla dolla (???) not a nine ta i love u boo dont want no mo of that baby drama/ haters me i hated all that try me yeah/ whether ya 40 or faded some hustlers is faded cmon/
We been wheelin and dealin all our money gon' me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little eyes Hope he can see it in Money gon' me Crazy this money gon' me crazy baby
We wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Christ i see the light in treaches eyes Hope he can see it in Money gon' make me this money make me crazy baby
Hustlin,looks like me livin got me sinnin like everyday/ im spendin my time my mind flippin and goin insane/ and now that we comin up on these last days well the fast lane/ its only to my bad ways/
this aint even my life 'cause i was supposed to be livin right here in the flesh/ and not up in heaven 'cause i know god make it better/ we around chasin this paper like thats gon save us/ we so caught up in tryin to get famous its a but, can you blame us?/
'cause in all these hardtimes keep on blindin our mind/ why we dont be like god shoot for stars in the sky/ niggaz determined to get rich im afraid gon' loose they so the question is, you wana alive or try be wealthy for now/
What are you talkin about, at these mothaerfuckers in the streets walkin around/ assed out, dead-an-widowed, another house/ dont know nothin bout random house/ see em all pitiful wit hands out baby girl was rammed out, harmony-harmony, out/
sound of bone take em to beverly hills and round ante up rubberband quicker than you can get an ounce uhh,back to the real world were the happens/ its touchin everybody, includin the and the rappin/
why would i battle but put it nobody everybody would be spittin metaphors put it on jesse jackson/ and you can ask him the rappin is real/ and you cant turn me down like that im your child, pac too i got as much pac in me as you got in you/
give em the game, break it down, yall better the bible dog/ yall better who wrote the scriptures, yall better protect your soul/ now the bone is finally focused, pay attention to real 7 mo thug, thug line still shinin on em/
We been and dealin all our lives money gon' make me Jesus Christ i see the light thru layzies eyes Hope he can see it in gon' make me Crazy this money make me crazy baby
We been and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus i see the light thru little bizzys Hope he can see it in Money make me Crazy this money make me crazy baby