] Nothing, I owe you nothing [x2] Nothing, I owe you nothing [x2] When Mum & Dad are old and grey When they've sent, sent you away When I'm not, I'm not
, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Now I'm a thug, seems like every time I come out I gotta prove I'm thug Like a nigga put
back I'll show 'em how bad I am The baddest when it comes to this rap My nigga now Flesh is home Bizzy Bone, he's still insane And I'm still hangin'
died I'm gonna safe divide, mind gone And I think I'm running out of time The goddamn baby's daddy And I'm gonna damned to hell, if I don't abide And
with the cock? I gotta get it goin' on till I reach my peak With a late night freak everyday of the week Ant Banks, the hoes keep yellin' my name But I
Bob Digi, U-G-O-D, Raekwon The Chef, the Inspektah Deck M-E-T-H-O-D the B-O-B-B (The Man) Straight up, Masta Killa, the GZA The Genius, it's the Ol'
[Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius
't got to worry Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face on
[G. Dep] Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit Try
down Thats when i hit the town and fuck it up till the sun comes up Some times i'm drunk some times i'm high I'm always wicked, i'm always slick, i'm
when I was broke You just got broke [Chorus] N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy You don't wanna play house Wish I'm me voy I got's to
that ass i say beat you say that ass beat that- bitch ass k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s oh yes! k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s oh yes! bang boom pow boom bang let your fists
he bought yesterday, I took that shit back I got them 12 stacks I bleached all his clothes So he knows what's gonna happen when he mess with other hoes I burned all his shoes I
I've lost control - I smashed up cars I trashed some bars, I broke some bones, I spilled a lot of blood. Here comes trouble I've lost all sense of right and wrong I
Japan I got Gats from the future, see-through guns So when my bullets leave the chamber I can see you run Nigga I flip my advance before I ran through
the darkman and masta killa] Young thugs don't live long Life is a game of chess, and you playin a pawn I be king, listen to the knowledge I born Walk
