Your eyes are telling me On my knees is where I should be On your lips I can read my name Even though you ain't said a thing I know I've been here before
Give it to 'em, bring your gun Give it to 'em, bring your gun Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all? To death, death, death Fuck with the niggas
they can go? And trouble may come and some time You'll get pulled over by one time And when in 1999 rewinds did'n even make any strides Murder all around
T H U G T H U G Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
I ain't got no fear I roll with my dawgs and my dawgs with me Now who the fuck they wanna see? The B O N E or the Mo, T H U Ge's Nigga we grow like
Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga? Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine Damn you don't know that
we gon pop pop pop-pop that body, (Doin' that violent..) Them popo don't want beef, they want this war out on the streets with me and my T.H.U.G.'s, Bitch
[Intro: sample of "Good Lovin" by Mammatapee] Good loving, good love Good loving, good love Good loving, is so hard to find I met you woman, and I just
me n ma team chasin green running this earth tryna live our dreams but i seen it make the average person run quik n hide and u kno im down for the ride
Sweet Jane, Jane, Jane I'm so in love with you Sweet Jane, Jane, Jane Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary I'm so in love
[Hook:] Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Even though I'm makin money, Even though I'm makin money, (Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...) [
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone Tell me whatcha gonna do now, Tell me what when there ain't nowhere to run When judgment comes for
means infantry Instantly finna be World War 3 If you fucking with my family jewels, you fools You niggas break golden rules Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes Bone Thugs-N
[Chorus - Layzie Bone:] What you see is what you get, them bone boy's raw and we got chips, If ya'll act up we load them clips, put a target on that ass
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2) You need some reefer we smokin? the Bombay, You need some liquor we pourin? it all day, Lookin? for drama my niggas be wildin
Bone] (X2) Young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs, young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs. [Verse 1: Krayzie
your Son Papa if you can hear me... Faze: We're getting away in the world, it's how I'm flowing with N-Dubz If it wasn't for you B there wouldn't be N
[Intro: Cam'Ron] Word up Rector! I wasn't gonna say it again? Word up, man it's all good! You don't gotta let us in your little shit! You got that? Keep