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Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

niggas, can't go when drop down my time
Time to get it, hit it, grindin' on the double nine
Find plenty ways to get the money, me money
'Cause then I'm

daddy made some big mistakes that you should never have to own.
And you're a good kid that needs good leadership.
Let me be your mentor since your daddy

win.
Don't let these heauxs win.
We alright by the end of the night,
Just don't let em win.
Don't let these heauxs win.

Verse Two:
We don't talk no more

Everybody tryna turn up, I'm just tryna turn down
When I need my friends, ain't nobody around
Mama look into my eyes and she told me don't change
But ever

Just in case I don't make it home tonight
Man, fuck that
(Let me make love to you for the last time
Baby) i'ma make sure I make it home
Real road

trynna get paid
I been focused on the money
I don't even hear my name when it's called y'all lame
You chilling with a bitch for the winter
I buckle down

if you want it

I can hit a freestyle with the flow
With the ink wow what a pro
Getting cheese now
See the beast out at a show
Where the fees down

times can begin

If you need good hospitality
Well then, sucker, check your troubles and come sit by me!
Let me figure out your recipe
Yeah, what are

convinced to believe that It's safe
I need to make me the cleanest of breaks 
Down in this hole, don't think I'll ever get out
Man I'm crowded with doubt in

head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh

Na-na-na, na, na
Na-na-na, na
Hey Jude, don't let me down
You have found her, now go and get her (let it out and let it in)
Remember to let her into your

you know now
Bet you told a hoe that we bros hoping she might let you go down
She just say
"Oh, wow..."
Yeah, I'm from the tone, 210, shout the hometown

and hate, 5.7 banshee get to sparkin' shit
My 2-2-3 got an easy kick, I can gun you down from a long distance
Hunt you down, I got a scope on this bitch,

round
And arch dots now
let's get the munch wow
And sketch the run down
I don't even know what day it is
I don't even know what day it is
I wake up and go

When I'm on the phone I'm the king so bow down (Ayy)
I'll make you eat your words I'm sure it tastes like sour kraut
You'll have more coming towards you

videos 'cause I'm really strapped
They like, "How he get that Cookie?", it's from 'cross the map
Once I let a bullet go it ain't comin' back
Niggas

a feast and let you know when I gist
Then you can even ask my younger brotherman Lapis
I stay down don't you get it twisted thinking I missed
You know

Hi-Dea's

Classified

Classified

2013

Bring the strings in

Uh, and I've been trying to write a love song for my girl since I met her
Something real romantic like let's get fat together

it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I

like ultrasounds?
I'd be wrong to hold you down
I'd be wrong to let you blow
Once I spit a bar, it's over
Your career is comatose
Rolling, rolling,

(Eyyy, eyyy)

I was only 17 when I knew I had a dream
Really gotta' stay away and get my life back
I can't let you intervene, don't believe in

the lust
What an asshole
Let me back track to the beginning
So closure could lay flat on the table
So fasten those seat belts
An get ready to understand

Mumble rap (Fuck no)
Time to go for the motherfuckin gusto
Show em who you are jake
Time to let your nuts show
Out fuckin hustle everyone out here

Feel it in my fucking bones
Did the instrumentals too
But what's new
The sky is falling come on let's go catch a view

I don't plead the fifth
I just