I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood. Mo," and it's still this strong to brain. Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but they can't get the hang of it.īeat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin', get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so say, " Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go. Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town. Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style. īut then, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick. I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains.
Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'. Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up. I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all. You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, " I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, and still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "Īin't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No.
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