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All the Way

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Thug World Order

2002

dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
[All the way]

[Verse 12: Krayzie]
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil

summers, hot winters, on my grind taking risks
Tryna get after the paper to feed my whole damn family
And my daddy tried to teach me, but the streets made

I know these niggas be lying, so when I slide, I keep that shit by my side
I'm serving that big gas, ZaZa lil nigga I ain't serving rocks, no plies

to the man dem weh dey hustle oo
I'm counting my blessing one by one
Me deyah pon top and me never gon' stop
Too low fi ah next iman ah next iman
I'm counting

yeah
I can't Lil Jon myself (yeah)
Let a nigga disrespect me, rather blow myself
If I up less than five, I'll ho myself
Can't nobody fuck with me
Had

catch
Bury me a bitch, you get your soul snatched
Fuck that lil bitch, all we gotta say is blat
Walk on a nigga, call him dead man
Lul 00 posted in

like lil jon, he saw his ex by the stripper pole
Sign to death row, diddy dance in his videos
The same Norfolk nigga had a roach in his cereal
Behave

the dream
Yeah lil bitch, I made it, you can call me your new king
Oh these bitches twins, I think I want them both
I can't get distracted, the streets, I

homie
I had to get it by my lonely, been in the Port for so long these niggas so corny
Numbing my brain from the pain, that's why I'm rolling this OG
My

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
Cuz niggas always lerk one day you here the next u gone
R.i.p

pussy trash, won't even get a follow
No Mic, she hit a high note
Take Billie out her Jean, Michael
Hit that lil' bitch so good, what you cry for
Stuff my

the sheets, I'm in the streets, too indiscreet for her
Way too deep for her
Different way of thinking just a lil too indiscrete for her
Sleep with her
Then move

rikers
All this work on me get indicted by the lifers sitting in the shit like diapers rise got street in this bitch that’s yikers diamonds hit hard no

ain't on nobody papers , I been in these streets since a jit
By myself no gang or label
Thuggin hard can't hang with fakers
I tell Nutt to take off yo top

Aye

Bout to sell this dope to the streets 
Talk dat shit, go head and get yo attention
A boss nigga all on a mission
No holding back gotta play for

trapping since a younging
Trying to get cheese
Street very cold and it made my heart freeze
Man will get slapped if he playing with me
My niggas slime n they

I don't let none of that bullshit get by Me
I don't let none of that bullshit get by Me
Shhh
Quiet lil Devils asleep
I think they resting
Angels

feel me? All about loyalty, lil
Mama, is you with it
Mama, tell me, trust no bitches
Nigga, be about your riches
So its money over bitches, get your

Guess Who's Back

Scarface

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 6 [Clean]

2002

five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred
Gotta see my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do
The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets fool

Guess Who's Back

Craig G

Cornerstone Mixtape, No. 38

2002

five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred
Gotta see my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do
The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets fool

fucking bullshit
Who the fuck is Hope Damon time to get her to fucking quit

Nobody knew her plan how the fuck did we elect
Maggie Hassan won by lying why

noise

In the air or imma send it by the boat
It's in the mail imma ship it to ya door
Man you gon get it nigga that's fasho
The money express it ain't

swerving
We crash the party
An they know him by lil shon checks
You don't want to get him started
Send my goblins for to wreck some
They hitting every target