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Where the at?

Bone

Money ain't a I'm gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Why's my bangin', beefin' with me, squashed it ordained it
Better yet sustained the
Hide in the fury, but the ways of a
mean youve died out of my life
Im hurt, burn me baby, tie

And child hood scars, crack head niggas
I don't that whod ya think you are
And here we are, steady we roll out you
When its its over, for the soldiers who hear me
Thatll get me in

Can I be closer, stay right me
Here we are, no stars, uh huh
Can I get drunk off in some bar, some haters sayin'
"Who do you you are?"
Im sober, I go on to win it

Shit I bet they thought we off
Bone Resurrection
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy,
We in the

Remember them ruggish niggas
Gotta get down fo my thang in
You already when we came in here we raw
fuck what u and you read about us
Just believe you saw

Till I die, I'm down to in the war
When you get serious
Let a nigga
then we can roll

Nigga bad to the
But I sure don't click hoes
And no bustas, hatas, or when
They up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and

was not invited
Put em in a coffin before get me man
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang
Runnin' with the pump pump, no
We

better realize still claim
Nineteen nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, to the end and when I run out
I reloadin' and again, some mo
puttin' it down, worldwide

Them wicked thugs
You niggas hate us
But we dont
We still get madd ass

I show you the rapper sick of this song
We'll up toss his ass
And if he flossin' and jewelry
Rip it off his ass, keep fast

Thuggish ruggish till the day I die
Fuck it thats all I all of my life
Its T H U G we be

And it no thang
buckin' duckin'
Dumpin', fuckin' em bustas up with my
We poppin' all y'all, I'm watchin' all

Money ain't a thang I'm gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Time time, everywhere I look
I turn, niggas talkin' 'bout death
Like a nigga cant dream of nuthin'
But a lil bit of

to help they self
And I cant blame you
I do the same too
Man do what you do

But what do is keep protectin' my cheddar fool
Ain't none of niggas do it betta, ohh
And I'm of you and y'all hate it
the real thugs keepin' it raw

Grippin' that heat tight, livin' street life
I'mma let it fool round and get war
Niggas is that 2-11
That's why I got for Armageddon

Lay on his knees and Im beggin'
Nigga shoot me and send me to heaven
all the drama, I'mma just blast
Hollow point off in that ass

Tha the nigga, that's pullin' the trigga
Is the that's standin' up last
this cash, still doin' this mash
Blowin' much weed as we you bleed

got killed fo the love of the cheese
Now you cant do cause your 6 feet deep
Fuckin' with Lay is a game you shouldn't
myself I could die today

I could lie, but hey it ain't it
Shit, none of us here to stay
hold my ground
And I'mma my boots

So when it's time to shoot, then it
out Mo Thug in this bitch
And Bone in this bitch, nigga

Its all money, yeah
I'mma get me
Can't be fuckin' niggas that ain't got none
'Cause lately y'all been actin' funny, I you smell some money

Get out my pockets, betta count shit
Its still St. wig-split
Four other that I run with
You don't fuck with

Dollars and dollars but we gotta get mo
Remember back in the days we was fucked up
But not
(Uh uh, no, no)
And ain't a damn come easy
Alot of plannin', bus rides, and

Fo cheese, me, believe me,
And it ain't stop at the end of my time
With my Thug love, I'ma always get mine
And I mean that, have that, paper paper
Money money, money,

Money ain't a I'm gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

You better we five of the last
True soldiers in command
You thought of me closin' the
On this bitch on yall, flip on
I am what I am the Fifth

Its all good,
paper for the whole hood
Tell em I got dibs on this and in this
(You real as, as shit)
Reminiscin' on my thug ass nigga
(Eazy-E)

Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo fo' the of money
I gotta get the
I told y'all ain't a thang changed
'Bout the they bang
My niggas, theyre down and well your brain
for thinkin' he famous

We in the flesh
We in the
We in the flesh
We in the

And if I can go the bullet
So Eazy in my
Bend a couple of
Smoke out with some
Now where at?

century heroes

Righteous
And the Howse
Then can roll with one hundred and four thousand