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Where the at?

Bone

Money ain't a thang I'm get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Why's my babys bangin', beefin' with me, squashed it it
yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury, but the of a broad
Dont mean youve out of my life
Im hurt, me baby, tie down

And child hood scars, crack head niggas
I don't that whod ya think you are
And here we are, we roll out over you
When its its over, for the soldiers who hear me
get me in trouble

Can I be closer, stay right me
we are, ain't no stars, uh huh
Can I get drunk off in some bar, without haters sayin'
"Who do you you are?"
Im sober, I go on to win it

Shit I bet they thought we off
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy,
We in the

Remember them thuggish niggas
get down fo my thang in here
You already know when we came in we raw
what u heard and you read about us
Just believe you saw

I die, I'm down to ride in the war
When you niggas get
Let a know
Maybe then we can

Nigga bad to the
But I sure don't click hoes
And no bustas, hatas, or hoes
They up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and

Bitches was not
Put em in a coffin before get me man
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang
Runnin' with the pump pump, no
We

Nigga better realize claim
Nineteen nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, to the end and when I run out
I and buckin' again, some mo
Nigga it down, worldwide

Them wicked bad-ass
You punk hate us
But we dont
We still get madd ass

I show you the that's sick of this song
We'll straight up his ass
And if he flossin' and jewelry
Rip it off his ass, keep fast

Thuggish till the day that I die
Fuck it all I been all of my life
Its T H U G we be

And it no thang
Keep buckin'
Dumpin', fuckin' em bustas up my gauge
We poppin' all y'all, I'm all y'all

ain't a thang I'm gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

after time, everywhere I look
Everywhere I turn, niggas talkin' death
Like a nigga cant dream of nuthin'
But a lil bit of

to help they self
And I really cant you
I do the same too
Man do what you do

But what I'mma do is keep protectin' my cheddar
none of y'all niggas do it betta, ohh
And I'm ahead of you and y'all it
the real thugs keepin' it raw

Grippin' that heat tight, livin' that life
Nigga I'mma let it fool and get war
is plottin' that 2-11
That's why I got heat for

Picture Lay on his and Im beggin'
Nigga betta shoot me and me to heaven
Fuck all the drama, I'mma blast
point tips off in that ass

Tha the nigga, that's pullin' the trigga
Is the nigga that's standin' up
Countin' cash, still doin' this mash
Blowin' much as we watch you bleed

got killed fo the love of the cheese
Now you do shit cause your 6 feet deep
with Lay is a game you shouldn't play
Even myself I die today

I could lie, but hey it ain't it
Shit, ain't of us here to stay
I'mma my ground
And I'mma my boots

So when time to shoot, then that's it
Screamin' out Mo in this bitch
And Bone Thugs in bitch, nigga

Its all about money,
I'mma get me
Can't be fuckin' with that ain't got none
'Cause lately y'all been actin' funny, I guess you smell money

Get out my pockets, betta count your
Its still St. wig-split
Four niggas that I run with
You don't fuck with

Dollars and but still we gotta get mo
back in the days when we was fucked up
But not
(Uh uh, no, no)
And ain't a thang come easy
of plannin', bus rides, and Eazy

Fo cheese, believe me, me,
And it ain't stop at the end of my time
With my Thug love, I'ma always get mine
And I mean that, gotta that, paper paper
money, money, money

Money ain't a thang I'm get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm get me some
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

You better believe we five of the
soldiers standin in command
You of me closin' the book
On this bitch on yall, flip on
I am I am the Fifth Dawg

Its all good,
Paper paper for the hood
Tell em I got dibs on this and kids in
(You real as, as shit)
on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E
(Eazy-E)

Six deep in a Benzo fo' the love of money
I get the paper
I told y'all ain't a damn thang
'Bout the nigga bang
My niggas, theyre down and well bang brain
Muthafucka for thinkin' he

We in the flesh
We in the
We in the flesh
We in the

And if I can go bite the
So Eazy in my
a couple of corners
Smoke out with some
Now where at?

21st heroes

Righteous
And wish the
Then can roll with one hundred and forty thousand