St. Clair thugs hustlin' drugs Gotta make that money, man Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone
Dum. Da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. Dum, dum, da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and
Claire 9-9 Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift wid real Little Will, Big Wally and Wish Bone Little Wally, High Rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong Krayzie Bone
also feelin' way low But damn, I'm stuck in between Fuckin' with broad boys and never get used Just help, just throw in a few more diablos Nigga, Flesh Bone
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like
muthafuckin' land ah, the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on yeah Staright Mo Thug nigga return
Just hold on fo' me I promise there's a betta' place for all us THUG's If he don't believe then don't call yo'self a thug 'Cuz thugs believe who don
, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Nigga thug
bodies with shots] Me Killa [x16] [Oooh, poppin' in me clip and we come to kill you] [x5] Baby [x8] Wassup mothafuckas Bone thugs-n-harmony
your little chatter sayin' that the Bone done Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that thug love But Bone got a category, fan base thug love Hit the avenues
that new shit ya love? Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody St.
. . . Krayzie: Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. Layzie: I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins. Sweatin' my thug, while we be thuggin' in
't stop the love Don't stop ever lovin' me It's just the thug in me Don't stop, don't stop the love Don't stop ever lovin' me It's just the thug in
you cautious when you approach us? Is you scared of the fact we soldiers? Mo Thug Records fin to take shit over. Under my halo, pray more, say Mo Thug
you, glock you and stop you (Stop you, stop you) Look who got you, too, who shot you Who got you, pop you and stop you (Stop you, stop you) Nigga, this Mo Thug
like lightin', hit 'em and they wonder where they at Now all them thuggish, ruggish *** come from Bone, Bone Never be anotha that can *** wit them Thug
a damn thang, a damn thang Some, ah, ya'll niggas really can't fight Betta get it together getta act right 'Cause when you fuck wid Bone Betta come
baddest when it comes to this rap My nigga now Flesh is home Bizzy Bone, he's still insane And I'm still hangin' with with Lay This nigga Wish Bone,