"IT'S ALL MO' THUG"
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY with Flesh-n-Bone
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug.
Flesh:
Oh well, if you snooze, you lose. Ya stop prayin' that (?), when Flesh'll
shoot it and catch your shit, back, stay packin' a gat in your lap always.
If you (?), roll strapped. Now how about that? And stack,
went to go tappin', nigga pap him, fuckin' with one of my own. No,
no, wrong, and he facin' my chrome, left in my city, double nine execution,
we mo' murder, stupid trick you bitch, that our destiny, we don't play with
the game and beam a red line. Hey, Little Lay ran to the stash, don't
push the (?). Gotta problem? Then handle it. Eazy is where we
came with a blessing and a masterplan. Niggas thuggin' off in
the Land, and still the band. Can't fuck with these Cleveland Clair
playas. So the homies, you better beware 'cause the Bone and Mo Thug
on this mission. Listen better pray if you did cross us on the way,
hoes.
Krayzie:
Oh, oh, oh, I just wanna separate from the pressures, baby, or maybe,
I was meant to live my life brought up in this world of games. In God's
name, I pray. The devil--he be breakin' me down. I could feel
him 'cause he pullin' me, now. I've been blessed with an incredible
style. When this mission is to try to separate us, wanna break us on
down. Now, ain't that foul, so I ask the Lord to help me. Lord,
why does this life of overwhelm me when we livin' in Hell? But we cherish
everyday like we in heaven, oh well, but time will tell, so we listen for
the ringin' of the bell, the bell, the bell, but it be hard to maintain and
stay peaceful. If you turn over to the devil then the devil will beat
you, defeat you, deceive you, evil. He will never leave you alone.
I've been lookin' for a better day, but they don't never seem to wanna
come my way, my way. Eh, I'm havin' hell of times, tryin' to make it,
'cause my people steady stressin' my mind. So I stay high, so I'm really
sinnin' on the top of sinnin'. Whether you're with me, it's deadly
in the venom. If it get up in your head, it could really send you on
the deadly mission. Keep your distance from the flames, maybe you can
survive forever everyday.
Layzie:
Hell yeah, got me flippin' in the Northcoast. Remember me: the
crook that wrote the book. I'm off the hook. So ya'll niggas
better take another look, 'cause if you playa hate the Bone, then your life'll
get took, so quick. Never bringing you no bullshit, man. Face
to face, it's an assassin game. Bringin' you heat, ya'll niggas' bringin'
the slang, but if you wanna bring the pain then you gotta maintain. Comin'
in on another level. I'm a put you on deck up at the top of the pile.
Fake niggas wanna claim my style, but I'm a break 'em on down, but
you gotta come unique. It's the thuggish ruggish sound that you lookin'
for, searchin' for, everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high.
Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike, that's right. They
tryin' to be like Bone and keep thuggin' for life. Gettin' ready for
the end, dog, with my nigga, Ken Dawg, Hustlas, Shiftas, and Tre, II Tru,
AJay--same muthafuckas from around my way.
with Krayzie:
This how we play, play. Everyday it's the same ol' same around
my way, around my way. We'll be thuggin' out 'round my way. This
how we play, play. Everyday is the same ol' same around my way, around
my way, around my way. Come around my way, my way, my way.
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug
Bizzy:
Little nigga wanna come, get up in my way, hey. Know the brain
is your strength to strain to gain your fame, fame, fame, fame. What
about those hoes? Oh, no. Little Eazy was sure to teach Bone.
And if he's wrong, well, he's gone, but my children--they keep me strong.
My dear Lord, I miss my peoples, and it just seems so evil, and that
I can't kiss my kids goodnight, put 'em to bed, tuck 'em tight, and catch
'em sleepin'. That's all right, that's all right. I'll get mine,
hey, I'll get mine. It'll take time, but I'm a grind. Weed and wine--I'll
be just fine. (...?...), and blow you. And Mama B was, what?
In the back of the paddy, jumpin' out Caddies(?) cuttin' through alleys
in Cleveland, Cali like daddy. (.....?.....). Kill ya when I
get your (?). Everybody who was in your (?).
Wish:
You niggas can't fuck with these Clair players on top of pile, and we
rollin'. Stand back, haters, gonna be here for a while. Can't
you hear the crowd screamin' real loud? And that's for Bone, thugs.
Thanks the Lord my sisters got Bone to look up to and feel proud, and
on top of all of that, hey, mommy's out the ghetto now. I thank the
Lord, and these Bone thugs-n-harmony for everything it brings to me, yeah.
I thank the Lord and these Bone thugs-n-harmony for everything it
brings to me. Better believe that we're doomed, doomed. Shoot
'em, shoot 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em, nigga ain't gon' stop none of these millions.
Been a long hard way. Been a long, long, long hard way. I'm
glad I got mine. Gonna floss a little bit, watch them niggas watchin'
me, that's tryin' to take mine, but I got somethin' for 'em, watchin' niggas
runnin' up, gonna meet his time, die, bye. Nigga don't bite or playa hate.
We got much love in Mo Thug. It's all about Mo Thug.
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo Thug, Mo
Thug.
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