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a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, touchin' his glock
Screamin
a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, touchin' his glock
Screamin
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame. 
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
a thing going on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt
Or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
was a young scrub
I was a thug on the corner with my niggaz slangin' drugs
I'm runnin' from the narcs when they pass by
Don't ask why, I'm a hustler
The rappin' or the drugs
But until then give me love
And let me run the streets

You can run the streets with your thugs
I'll be waiting for you
Until you
believe all the shit I see
(Just a thug, yes, I'm only a thug)
That's why I spit this thug poetry
(Walks like a thug, talks like a thug) 
Clown like
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow

Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
home again all right

He says, "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
After all these years, the reindeer know their way
You know ho-ho I love
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you love me
Then prove it by goin' out on the sly,
Provin' your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue
Nikke: 
I love my family, this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me. 
Heaven's where we gonna be. 
Together, together we stand. Together we fall,
Ay come on JoJo ('Pac, hahaha)
Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me)
You know what time it is (maybe it's the thug in me)

By age
kinda loose with the love
gettin' freaky with the thug niggas up in the club
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla Dom Perignon
Knowin I'm a cash getter
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
me)

By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow

Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow

Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow

Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my young thugs
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my
love our music slowed down by screw

[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys

[Lil' Flip]
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga