(Intro: Krayzie) Stay on the grind and rise on up, it all you got (x5)
(Verse 1: Krayzie) Shit, we done up a long way We crept and we came, we did our thing, like the song say Nigga's been talkin about us it's Bone Day They say "them my nigga's ain't kickin it no more." say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You sure? Nigga don't they know y'all been my since back in the day. (Yep) We been through some rough times, but never enough to us break up Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't it, nigga this is business So quit all that beef and come get cheese Nobody really been knowin the drama we seen Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that And we been strugglin nigga, so we spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard us runnin up, checkin these busta's Actin like they ain't respect the Thugs, muthafuckas We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we for broke
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my time no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay mine And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 2: Layzie) See these mind's was the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law And sick and tired of seein flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin Scrape a lape, get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes And if I got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom) Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me I'm rollin Homie this nine is I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up You better be pickin up place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case It's dun-datta, no "see you tomorrow." I'll be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't had no problems Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you know then close your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. em out Number one; my family, number two; don't my money Number three, just respectin that really sincerely love me I'm a real strong and weak, the rich was in the poor But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my time no dollar sign If you ain't 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to test my cause I do pack a nine But y'all really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke like nigga's when they get that corner on 100 and 44 and think platinum, gun in my coat Stick to my grill, switchin fixin a scrill Look at the one, show you right, please be still Bought a new chest, coat cover the vest Black and beautiful, quiverin lips been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That dick is kinda small, my is too much." C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs it Haters a motherfuckin gun Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. is enough Signs are soon delivered, the are filled Praise in this ghetto thesis Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)
(Chorus x4: Krayzie) I don't waste my time without no dollar If you ain't 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to my patience cause I do pack a nine But y'all ain't tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: until fades out) Bone Thugs -N-