Lyrics:
Good smoke mov'n slow motion
Im'a stay right here
Im'a stay right here
Good smoke mov'n slow motion
Im'a stay right here
Im'a stay right here
We
[Fiend talking]
Yo, Yo
What's up to all my muthafuck soldiers,
My thugs, my warriors, my survivors out there
It's Fiend excited private wit'
doin' bad
But know that I'm good
Try so hard not to live like a thug
I dun' ran all my obstacles over
I'm crushin' ya' head
I ain' talkin bout bone
Got
stockin' raw
Used to ball I's a jock n' all
Now I ball with my thugs
The Road to Rich Records lord
I'm good for it
I got my money right
Lotta hoes lotta gold
pocket full of lint
Tryin' to flip it like I flip it nigga got me bent
And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders, and y'all ain't Bone
by ourselves
Fuck all that shit that u buy off the shelf send it to hell (For real)
I got bones to pick we got rocks flip I got stones to kick we know
a good deal with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't
mang
This one going out to all the pimps, hustlers,
all them thugs out there trying to live that crazy life
Man P-Game on this track partner, this one
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here I come, rollin' off with Mo Thugs.
Trues, humbly united, gathering souls and bail.
Livin' life daily, all tha way.
Tha plan
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
boys it's still gon go down
Wreckshop, we putting it down
For all our motherfucking thugs in heaven, feel that baby
[Hook: Noke D]
This is for my thugs
a good deal with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't
bones, caramels, and bad ass yellow bones
She want some, me too, me too, me too, me too
Oh she want some, me too, me too, me too
It's that badass Boosie
my jimmy, out and screamin' "Gimme body!"
Make 'em all scream my name out, gimme my props
And don't cha, love how this thug nigga, be at the cot
I'm
nobody around
Lower down the tailgate get out the shine good friends pass it on down
Away from the big city holler kinda thing
All them city slickers with
what all the niggas want
Got bone thugs in harmony
Singing a melody like Jodice
In acapella wit no beat
Sublimely about da rock key
I'm da baddest bitch
persona
Ask your baby mama, bout Slim and E
She got fucked by them, then got fucked by me
This the big three, G-are-I-N-D
I-N-G, all about the currency,
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
Tha name is Krayzie
Big Bad Ass Bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole
Along
signin' off
I'm kickin' ass and takin' names
Late late late
Hook x4
[Layzie Bone]
She pulled the curtain
Fo' certain
We go'n leave these
em Man
Talk Real Fly Then Fuck em Man (MmM..)
And I Love Tha Girls That I Bone, Bone, Bone
Call Me Up When She All Alone She Good With Tha Dome
She
Ugh-ugh
Yah-Yah
Yah-Yah
Yeah
So I might speed in the beam never seen by the law
So mean with the cream n**** cold like slaw
D*** fiend with
sound off
Just trynna live this, back bone the business
BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with
Nothing them boys spitting
Cause y'all like female
the N-why
We thump and get high, infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin" ta live it
Yo
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