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You whined me tell me babe
Your here for the clout you ain't love me  ye ye ye
Sugar daddy spend your money
Moët got me in mood
Are you ready to groove

the studio by myself
Just wishin' that you could hold me down (hold me down)
I'm tryna turn you from a homie to home
I ain't tryna pull a Romeo and kill myself

gone for a long time, my heart cry
Cause you ain't been up in my real life, my heart cry
Cause I been living in my false life
You said you'd go
But you

What a task, what a task, what a task
I'm riding steady
But I ain't ready
To take so many hits so hard to the head
If you're my levee
I'm faking deadmeat

Yeah
Dead by the pack and the pills
Homies who laughing for real
None of that fake shit
Smiles that mask how you feel
Ready for battle did drills
Watch

plate
You ain't starve with me, why these bitches so fake
I don't need a bitch, lil bitch, I won't chase
Word to my mother, if you play me you dead
Racks

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits [Chopped and Screwed]

2004

[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.] 
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a 
long time. Well, here it

Aye aye aye
You owe me I don't want it in blood
You better pay me in cash
Last nigga had to pay me in both
Cause he ain't do what I asked
40 Shots

By the time u Twirl ur punk ass back
Betta have my Grants
Music ain't got nuthin 2 do WiTiT
U in a Trance, Marathon like Nip Huss
Tour De France like

I'm so icy
She said you prolly don't want me
Cause I'm pricey
I told her money ain't a thing
Because I'm popping
And by the way you staring at me
I

Bullets got yo name on em can't wait until we meet.

Pockets fat, yeah, they lookin' like Rasputia.
They ain't on shit they just talkin' on computers.
You

flame he making His lane get ready to pass them Then
We ain’t the same just look at Your lane and tell me what lap You in
Let’s got to the bank and see

rather be your first option
When you're ready baby

Complicated
More like a situation
That I can't get by baby
Mmm
Oh no relations
More like a situation

ain't tripping too?
I will cut you right off like I did them fools
If you ready for work, better bring ya tools
I ain't out here to lurk, man I'm breaking

You know I'm that nigga, you can't tell a lie (tell a lie)
This is perfect timing, girl, and you know why (you know why)
This shit ain't a game,

judged
By the company you keep
I can't be no rookie
Cause I stay with the elites
Never overlook me
Bitch I'm steady packing heat
You ain't ready, ask my

I'm ready to start and I ain't gonna stop

It may get crazy, the times may get rough, yeah
We've got a lot of love, so don't let it go
Tonight I'm gonna

green like Jack and the Beanstalk
And I do them hoes stone cold, Steve Austin
You ain't talkin' 'bout money
Then you bluff or cheap talkin'
My team often

rockin

i'm alive i'm alive
ready for anything
sing it with me if you think that livin is bling
i'm alive i'm alive
ready for anything
sing it with me if

ain’t no giving up
And real shit
Niggas did me dirty
Now I’m ready live my life just like Beyoncé singing
You heard me
Now tell me why I brought a box

New Jack City

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

babblin'
I ain't tryin' to hear ya,
But I'm about ready to ear ya out,
Get the gats and clear ya out
'cause you's a part-time felon, kid killing yellin'.

coming really deep
You ain't ready for this sh*t
You ain't ready for this sh*t
African squad boutta tge that f***** guap
Boutta change the game 
Put

ain't never paid no bitch
Thank God my ma ain't raise no bitch
All work they ain't ever gave me shit huh
They said I'm a monster
Get judged by who I'm

speak no Guapanese then that shit ain't my language
Heard you day by dayin', heard you play by playin'
Not me

Bitch, I been that guy
You got