Put It On Y’all lyrics

Put it on y'all...(*X4*)

[Verse 1]
We the survivors, the hustlers
Thugsters, the riders, runnin' up on busters
Surprise 'em with guns and knuckles
They bound to be broke buckled
Been down before thuggish ruggish
Come around with my motherf*ckers
And crowd keep it bumpin' lovely
This money do wonders for me
You know me from Bone Thugs, so show me some Bone love
My roadies has strong nuts, drink forties and smoke blunts
Still, I'm givin' up shots
To the St. Clair Thugs in the Glock, Glock
For the n*ggas on hot-blocks
Bustin' back at the cops boy
You can't stop me, I'm up in your sh*t like paparazzi
Competition is sloppy
Opposition not even worthy got me pumpin'
Krayzie be dumping, Wrappin up bloody bodies
Me never knew one that could f*ck wit the tongue
We comin' to shoot up your posse
Shoot up your posse, You're dealin with trill n*ggas
If it comes to it real killas
On the road to this meal ticket
My pistol is still with me, them lyrics is still wicked
And n*ggas is still trippin', and talkin' sh*t after this one
We gon' get up in that grill, hear me
[Hook]
Won't think no more
Won't speak no more
Won't beef no more, once we put it on y'all
Won't think no more
Won't speak no more
Won't beef no more, once we put it on y'all

[Verse 2]
Ever since I complete my mission
Ten years and they still listenin'
When you see me you know me
But excuse me don't f*ck with no b*tch n*ggas
Heads blown, heads gone, if they step in Bone
We let 'em know, straight from the do', just where we comin' from
Let it go and reload, if you need some mo' let 'em know
There's mo', we split it, gon' pull it
No matter them thugs gon' get with ya killa
Day time or at night when your kissin' baby night-night
You can die, rock-a-bye, got thugs but they ain't leaders
We thugs for a f*ckin' reason
Scuffed up, f*cked up, leave 'em in the mud
That's how you gotta leave 'em, body bags
No trash bag, they pickin' up the pieces
n*ggas is hungry Dogg, they flossin' so get 'em y'all
Got b*tches that want it too
Straight up thuggin' to get you
That Gucci, that bling ooh, got em doing what n*ggas do
They will murder y'all, send 'em up in there, and then we rush all y'all
That's thugster sh*t, that's how we roll
[Hook]
Won't think no more
Won't speak no more
Won't beef no more, once we put it on y'all
Won't think no more
Won't speak no more
Won't beef no more, once we put it on y'all