Lyrics:
hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
bone thugs
Bone thug, bone, bone thug
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
I told em imma get up, get out and get something,
But I was a little bitty nothin, in
This game
Is to be sold not told
Pay styles, pay pay styles
Pay styles, pay styles
Feds tappin in on shit
You know, playin hard ball
(Killa Tay)
I
the start I told ya no one getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to 'em
man got to do with me?
I told ya
I'm not tryin' to hear that see
I'm not one of those girls that go rippin' around
I'm not a dog baby, so don't
man got to do with me?
I told ya
I'm not tryin' to hear that see
I'm not one of those girls that go rippin' around
I'm not a dog baby, so don't
"your that Public Enemy
I seen on the tuba."
Naw.
I'm like your Uncle baby.
The style of your beautiful face
drives me crazy.
Well can we do ya so Heavy
recognize my style boy
Cause I'll tap your back
(and let that be that)
If I had a nine or a twenty-two
It wouldn't make a difference
Close range or up
be serving all them looks
Man you got them bitches shocked
How you don't play it by the books
Bad and you know it
I luh your body shape
Ya style mad
pointed him right out of the crowds
Shouted to the people all around out loud
Hear me Now This is the man I've been talking bout
I told y'all that one day
some dead weight off my shoulder
I'ma be like I told ya
I'ma be like I told ya
These blessings, on blessings, on blessings
I know I won't be
I Neva told/
Even if i had to go, no!!/
Nah nah nah!/
Neva had my hand out/
Can't say I stole/
Nah nah nah/
Even when I had to ride out/
I had
Overthrowing the comp Big up Bronx!
I got more styles than the planet got women
I got as many rhymes as
Is many styles of women (tell 'em)
Don't make me come
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you
promise you I'll erase ya
And I told you I'ma get mine
It's a battle almost everytime
Better know that it's a do or die
Told my baby that we really gonna
Everybody sad when they miss a free throw
Lost your control
I'm on a roll
Right all along
And I knew it in my soul
I told you so
Don't wanna brag
But
ambush like a dirty douche in ya tush
When I push, push up in ya bush
Superstar status, break off beats, the baddest
Style's the baddest, bring extra clips
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggas dyin' by my
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my
inside
Don't know what ya did, boy, but you had it
And I've been hooked ever since
Told my mother, my brother, my sister, and my friends
Told
inside
Don't know what ya did, boy, but you had it
And I've been hooked ever since
Told my mother, my brother, my sister, and my friends
Told
grenades nigga but they not for ya
They for some other shit
My man got robbed out of town and I told him I could cover it
He younger than me and wilder than
prove that ya soul mixed into ya frame how I can’t pursue that
When you told me what your name was girl I knew that
Your whole world was gon change I just
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
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