Lyrics:
flip cars
We don't give a fuck about em
Yeah we flip cars
We keep our paint wet
And yeah we sitting up
An all our mouths full of gold
Boy we thug as fuck
And soldiers rags, soldiers hats,
Soldiers jackets nigga we bustin' soldiers pants
We wanna go all the way out
And thug?????
Uptown my stumpping ground we
(Lord Infamous)
You got thugs on ya spot,
Fresh out the box,
The crowd so live,
They comin' in flocks
(All)
'cause, it's big business, it big
raised no badboy
No mum never raised no thug
We were kids being kids, no fear of the world,
Good intentions misunderstood
Let me take this closer to home
listen
Use to be a good child now you talk I get to spinning
Now n days it's a struggle I don't really need a hoe
I can't beef about a bitch these hoes
it by the eye, it was too hard to hide
DJ played her song, dancing all night long
She worked my doggy bone, and on the way back home
She got to rubbing
why'all really understand what we doing. Ya know? why'all
Understand that we hurting why'all, why'all come attatched. It's all good. This
One for why'all
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
a Taurus goddess
My libra options says justice or harmony
In my bones be ambitions as a thug Ima straight rider
If you try to fuck with me, they'll say line
in school but with this I watch closely
Studied Wu-Tang, Bone-Thugs, 2pac and Biggie
I'm influenced by legends, saying everything they're scared
make a brother
Feel good inside
In my mind when I'm sleep
Woke
When I walk
When I ride
Getting to me in the classroom
Used to follow me into
now you know
All around the world
We keep it rocki'n to the earl
So throw your hands up in the air
And let me hear you over there
C can you feel it in
up yo bitch
She prolly getting piped down at the Bando
I get bitches by the stacks hoe
I ain't fuckin less the thighs n ass Match tho
N all that shit
a club to rush
It's like thugs will rush the illustrious
We all love to touch the voluptuous
It's a must that we lust, plus we love to crush
Women
the drums
It be hot like the sun you know the A that's where I'm from
First of the month bring the cash in luck
Knew that shit from growing up on bone thugs
skin
Uh Michael Jackson hmm
Cleared up
Damn
They still drag ya name thru the dirt bruh
Even with the fame you ain't worth none
I'm a thug with a bone
The be-the-are-the-O-the-O-K
Best in the world and all USA
It's the be-to-the-are-the-O-the-O-K
L-why-N is the place where I stay
The be-to-the-are-the-O-the-O-K
Place where I
touched, bitch
Hoes, hoes, money, roll
Mr. Whup-Ass done stepped in the do'
(Bone crusher)
Bring the pain, to your skull
Y'all niggaz don't want a fight,
cause I was all alone
Now you're flesh of my flesh bone of my bone
You're the melody in my harmony
Forever part of me
You're the rib that the Father
can't judge you
I'm just really tryna show you how a thug do
No strings attached, and no regrets
Justa night of passionate good sex
If ya man in town,
on his first nomination
I'm dedicating this album to geniuses underestimated
Like bones thugs why they ain't get the flowers that they deserve
They
and that we conclude
We rock the boat of our oppressors. It's a cruise
Smooth sailing to the kingdom like a duke
But I'm a Jew by blood, not with bone thugs
Bumping that Bone Thugs till I die, till I die, till I die
In the hood, I'm good till I die, CLE, till I die
Everywhere I go, I'm putting on, putting on,
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