Where the at? Bone
Money ain't a thang I'm gonna get me Money, I'm gonna get me 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 your Paper, paper, paper, paper,
my thang gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me Say my nigga y'all, better get your Paper, paper, paper, paper,
Money's my thang gonna get me 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 in the fury, but the ways of a broad Dont youve died out of my life Im hurt, me baby, tie down
And child hood scars, crack head niggas I don't know that ya think you are And here we are, steady we out over you its over its over, for the soldiers who hear me Thatll get me in
Can I be closer, stay near me Here we are, no stars, uh huh Can I get drunk off in some bar, without some 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 thuggish ruggish niggas Gotta get down fo my in here You already know when we in here we raw fuck what u heard and you read us believe what you saw
Till I die, I'm down to in the war you niggas get serious Let a know Maybe then we can
Nigga bad to the But I sure don't with hoes And no bustas, hatas, or hoes poppin' up at my door I get excited, all uptight, and
was not invited Put em in a before they get me man Krayzie, loco, insane, bang Runnin' with the pump pump, no We
Nigga better realize claim Nineteen nine nine the nine Muthafucka, fuckem to the end and I run out I reloadin' and again, some mo Nigga puttin' it down,
Them wicked thugs You punk hate us But we dont We still get madd ass
I show you the that's sick of this song We'll straight up his ass And if he flossin' cash and Rip it off his ass, walkin' fast
ruggish till the day that I die Fuck it thats all I been all of my Its T H U G we be
And it no thang Keep buckin' Dumpin', em bustas up with my gauge We poppin' all y'all, I'm watchin' all
Money ain't a thang I'm 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 gonna get me Say my nigga y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper,
Money's my thang gonna get me Money, I'm get me some Say my nigga y'all, get your 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 paper Paper, paper, paper, paper,
Time time, everywhere I look I turn, niggas talkin' 'bout death Like a cant dream of nuthin' else But a lil bit of
to help they 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 cheddar Ain't of y'all niggas do it betta, ohh And I'm ahead of you and y'all it Only the real keepin' it raw
Grippin' that heat tight, livin' street life I'mma let it fool round and get war Niggas is plottin' 2-11 why I got heat for Armageddon
Picture Lay on his and Im beggin' Nigga betta shoot me and me to heaven Fuck all the drama, I'mma just Hollow point off in that ass
Tha the nigga, that's pullin' the trigga Is the nigga that's standin' up Countin' this cash, doin' this mash Blowin' much weed as we watch you
got killed fo the love of the cheese Now you do shit cause your 6 feet deep Fuckin' Lay is a game you shouldn't play Even myself I could die
I could lie, but hey it ain't it Shit, none of us here to stay hold my ground And lace my boots
So when it's to shoot, then that's it Screamin' out Mo in this bitch And Bone Thugs in this bitch,
Its all about money, get me some Can't be fuckin' niggas that ain't got none 'Cause lately y'all been funny, I guess you smell some money
Get out my pockets, betta count shit Its still St. Clair Four niggas that I run with You don't wanna fuck
Dollars and but still we gotta get mo Remember in the days when 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 stop at the end of my time With my Bone love, I'ma always get mine And I mean that, gotta have that, paper Money money, money,
Money ain't a thang I'm gonna get me Money, I'm gonna get me 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, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper,
Money's my thang gonna get me Money, I'm get me some Say my nigga y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper,
Money's my thang gonna get me Money, I'm gonna get me Say my y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper,
You better we five of the last True standin 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 on this and kids in this (You as, real as shit) on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E)
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo fo' the love of I get the paper I told y'all ain't a thang changed 'Bout the nigga bang My niggas, theyre down and 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 the bullet So Eazy in my Bend a of corners out with some hoes Now where at?
21st century Righteous And wish the Then can with one hundred and forty four thousand