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Where the at?

Bone

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

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

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

Can I be closer, stay right me
we are, ain't no stars, uh huh
Can I get drunk off in some bar, without haters sayin'
"Who do you you are?"
Im sober, I go on to win it

Shit I bet thought we fell off
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
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
what u heard and you read about us
Just what you saw

I die, I'm down to ride in the war
When you niggas get
Let a nigga
Maybe then we can

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

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

Nigga better realize still
nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuckem to the end and I run out
I and buckin' again, some mo
Nigga it down, worldwide

Them wicked thugs
You punk hate us
But we trip
We get madd ass love

I show you the rapper that's sick of this
straight up toss his ass
And if he cash and jewelry
Rip it off his ass, keep walkin'

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

And it ain't no
Keep duckin'
Dumpin', fuckin' em bustas up with my
We all y'all, I'm watchin' all y'all

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 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,

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 after time, I look
Everywhere I turn, niggas talkin' death
Like a cant dream of nuthin' else
But a lil bit of

Tryin' to help self
And I cant blame you
'Cause I do the too
Man do what you do

But what I'mma do is keep protectin' my fool
none of y'all 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, that street life
Nigga I'mma let it round and get war
is plottin' 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
Fuck all the drama, just blast
Hollow tips off in that ass

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

Nigga got killed fo the love of the
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 deep
Fuckin' with Lay is a game you play
myself I could die today

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

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

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

Get out my pockets, betta your shit
Its St. Clair wig-split
other niggas that I run with
You wanna fuck with

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

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

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

Money's my gonna get me some
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 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, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

You better believe we of the last
True soldiers standin in
You of me closin' the book
On bitch on yall, flip on y'all
I am what I am the Dawg

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

Six in a six-double-o Benzo fo' the love of money
I get the paper
I told y'all ain't a damn changed
'Bout the they bang
My niggas, theyre and well bang your brain
Muthafucka for thinkin' he

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

And if I can go bite the
So Eazy in my
Bend a of corners
Smoke out some hoes
Now y'all at?

century heroes

Righteous
And wish the
Then can roll with one hundred and forty thousand