[Verse 1]
I suggest you cut the game n*ggas
And all that flossin'll get you killed in the field
Thats why I'll be bringin the pain n*ggas
This heres a battle kit and alot will get you caught up in some drama
Better what out what you say I know some n*ggas that'll do your mama
I'ma hittin it from behind till the day I expire
Heatin it up and bringin the fire you can see it in my eyes
Thuggish ruggish out of the door
From the Bone Thug to the Mo
Drug dealers in front of the store
And all of my n*ggas in the graveyard
Stay hard R.I.P
For all my n*ggas that run the street
I'll be smashing beats and representing y'all
And I'ma ball till I fall to the north call
Ain't takin no shorts or losses general n*gga platinum ball
I came with rollas of bowlas when I hit the scene
Nothin but warriors on my on a mission for everthing bling bling
Gettin snatched lay down in a wrath
n*gga meat you in the streets lay yo ass on yo back
Plat n*gga dig that
Lil skinny n*gga bout it
Think you can f*ck wit me I doubt it
Hit you up wit heated flames
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On my moma
I'm a bring you drama if you pick before dishonor in the battlefield
n*gga we'll put them flames on ya
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[Verse 2]
n*gga f*ck what you doin, n*gga I'ma bout to ruin
n*gga the image and the style that your used to
I'm chin takin these motherf*ckers poppin it off at the lip
Been talkin that sh*t since 96 disrespectin my clique
But I'm like pac motherf*cker I'm a bomb first
And like I do you in the first b*tch I'ma put you in the hearst
I'm lettin the whole world know it
If you want me come get me
We got the AK and the SK
And I buck it till its empty
Lock N load it c*ck it and expload it
Throwing your grid thats how I feel
Keep it real or I'll have to kill
f*ck them Do or Die n*ggas
Yall b*tch ass n*ggas can't do sh*t to me
Put your fist up and the swords fake ass n*ggas ain't had no victory
When I see n*ggas retreated
When you see me I'm heated
Hows you f*ckin ready to release it
Keep it them n*ggas defeated
Bower down motherf*ckers better leave it alone
I'm bringin the thug world order n*gga the war been on b*tch
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[Verse 3]
If you got beef with B.O.N.E
Then holla at me lil Layzie, the bad boy of bone
And I'll be thuggin till I'm dead and gone
The n*gga been in the zone
Livin eternal through my song right or wrong
Whatever the case my n*ggas call me I'll be runnin
n*ggas always into something
If is robbin n*gga I'm down for retalation is a must
And cause I truck to bust my ammo
Leave a motherf*cker dismantled
Come throw like ramble
n*gga you capsule
So many of us all miss you
So in the war we searchin for victory
Click to heat its bloody meat
Tryin to eat out here in the city streets it's a hustle
I never let these n*ggas knock me off my mission where's your muscle
Bust yo ass shut the f*ck up and listen
n*gga the problem every n*gga got their know
Gotta make their business
Tryin to be a Menace like Dennis, we'll stop y'all
f*ckin wit a top dog I mock y'all
Off your feet got your b*tch like a food stamp
Ain't graduate from boot camp
Fell off into salute champs
Well strategize and open up yo eyes
And recognize the drama
I promise to see demolish
And any n*gga that just ain't follish
And when god is the war ain't no women army
Mo Thug family Bone Thugs N Harmony
Chorus