Nigga, we doing this from Cleveland to LA Nigga whatever you want, we bringin' it! Luv, nigga. What time is it? Yo, I don't give a fuck you lay at Nigga, it's to slay these bitch-made niggas!
ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is Where my at? Bone thugs-n-harmony I you niggas been waiting for this for a long time Well, here it is, nigga. it is. What you gonna do with it?
Well, it must be close to the Armageddon, Know that I won't fly by lesson You me to pull out my Wesson you brought me And I'm not stressing it Get 'em up off me, all we Wanted was harmony, been em Yell up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my They stop me and pop me Nigga, they got me? no Little Pac schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all I'll about 'em, and you don't really want it they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump I'd rather say we came to shut 'em all down So to test, bullet, yes, declare war Roll, I'll when I get the gun for the murder Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the And I finna to a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine Fuck niggas, it's on All fall! Bizzy getting bitches to test me Bless the floor, and any attempt to me, stress me Lord, looking at death with the last of my Follow, follow, my kids! No, sin in my steps! Yet the weapon is kept with the of my secrets Deep in the reach, I'm alone. believe That I can see it, if needed, and if you with me And well then let it be, get the greens and we running up over
Ha, ha! poppin', nigga? Put your hands on your strap, nigga Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and it out Or do like punks and punk it out your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me! Thug life, baby. Luv
I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the Thugs is in God's prison, hands on the strap Praying so Father please me! Police be rushing when they see me I it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name! We all gon' die, we through similar veins Please explain to me, now. Don't panic my guns burst Heard the last jam, This one's worse! My nigga Bone held the chrome 'til I home Thug Luv players these bitch niggas "bring it on" I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last To my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin' Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and It's a cold-ass world; niggas kill you in your Watch me until they stop me, bury, me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. me!
Little from the Land, nigga, never ran Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put it work and do some dirt Fuckin' with the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony down the road, we stroll to meet karma Everything I do, it seem to drama Ready for the war like a in my armor, bomb ya! So quick to us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust For the love of the lust, busting on us Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions! the Art of War, putting niggas on the floor When I'm through the door, bringing nothing but terror much pain to the nigga that dared us Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. up a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high Thug luv I die, keep my prayer to the sky But I'm still in the hood, and fry So I beg the save us all: escapers of misery Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century,
to get it, told my niggas they need get the hell Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck Buck a a rounds, and if your passing through Then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to with this I'm straight devil, not a and pretend I reload, a little mo' Flee the scene 'fore the po-po even "So, who ya looking for?" They know! A mothafucka with a Hey, man, she said I ran this way, said I ran a way Ya hoes'll never because I got away A criminal mind to keep a on the level I get high and analyze your crime Correctly organized and results, you'll be surprised
Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can Playa hating niggas, you got to die, only right It's over with Bone, leave it alone Mo Thugs come their fuckin' domes Still in the hood, the thugs play Fuckin' with nothing but thugs, Ain't no shorts or no losses We cracking them around my way it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a shovel You can dig a hole; is dead! to your head. You can beg, you go fled But still bleed bloody red Fuck mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight 'Cause we out riding, for you run for cover, nigga, duck! We about to bust. got the infrared, put it on his forehead Makes a move, send straight to his home Put a card in the muthafucka, send it to his her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone
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