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Devilish eazy-e voice

Nevaeh ni tra hcihw rehtaf ruo, ruo rethaf hcihw tra ni nevaeh

(heaven in art which father our, our father which art in heaven.)


Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! i'mmmm baaaack! straight off the muthafuckin' streets of cleveland, five true thugs from the double glock: bizzy, wish, krayzie, layzie, and that nigga flesh

Ain't takin' know shit in the nine-four, 'bout to shut this bitch down. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! kick that shit, niggas!

Bizzy [layzie]

East 99 is where you find me slangin' me llello, daily. [cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run.] [*4]

Devilish eazy-e voice
Now let's walk through the doors backwards, my thugs. and play with the ouija board! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Robotic voice

We don't surrender! we don't surrender!


Bizzy
My nigga just entered your business, so can i get a witness? can you duck? fuck the po-po, pow. startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up. me buck. me bang. niggas ain't t
' 'bout them thangs. thugs remain, hang, swang with a clique tight claim, come again, now. they drop down when i'm off the block. fuck them cops! me and krayzie

Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now

Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my nigga sin at home
Polishin' that mac-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
We wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So nigga don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
Cause flesh be lovin' this money

I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and i hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, i'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and i gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till i'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up?
Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but i'm just in it for he love of the money

Chorus

Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
So i dash, i ducks, and i hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, i had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game
Easy muthafuckin e or eric wright it's all the same
Now niggas might trip on how i stash my grip
I gotta have it bitch
For the love of this shit
Muthafucka!!

Chorus

When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click
Rollin' with ruthless, the thug i be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, bitch
Ya beter respect rip, or ya best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thang wild, and follow me now
While i take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, i run, for the love of my money

Nigga down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
Days
When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give u the cash, oh, that was your ass
Cause me and me nigga was hungary
And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, bone raw doggin', so nigga just make tha shit simple and run
To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killa now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause bitch you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Steayd rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
Nigga drugdealin', needin a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when i stick ya and lick ya, remember
I get 'em up for the love of the money
For the love of money

Yeah, bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga
Yeah, rollin' with ruthless records in this bitch
My niggas, layzie bone, bizzy bine, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone
And i'm that nigga, krayzie bone, in the muthafuckin' house

We're not against rap. we're not against rappers.
But we are against those thugs [thugs, thugs, thugs].

Shatasha:
Oh, it's the thuggish ruggish bone.

Layzie:
You're feelin' the strength of the rump, step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel, just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your peoples 'cause we so real. chill, better brin
R weapon, when steppin', bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip, not to mention, never knew no competition. but i gotta get mine, so scream out, "mo!" and let me hear ya holler
About that mighty dollar, ro1l with the bone, mo' thugs will follow. chain gang remainin' the same, flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew, thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggi
Ues, fools.

Shatasha:
It's the thuggish ruggish bone.

Wish:
Get ready for the bone and the mo thug, bustas, you know me as a hustla. try to creep and get beat, make me succeed, peep, gotta put them under. strate jacket's gotta make that money, man. it'
Ll the same, now, bailin' in my black, trench vest. you gotta be down to bang bang. come and get this teachin', ya soldiers, how thugstas must stack. me drinkin' me brew 'til me skull crack,
N our way back.

Shatasha:
It's the thuggish ruggish bone.

Krayzie:
Now follow me, now, roll, stroll, off deep in the land. well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain, (rose), loc'in', steady chokin' off that potent smoke and runnin' from the po-po,
Gotta get 'em up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock. pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas. puff, puff, puff to the brain shot, love p.o.d.'ded and tweeded, gotta get another
For my trunk. olde english, really don't need it, but in case my trues wanna get drunk. they pump bone, so leave 'em alone--you don't wanna get shut down. thug runnin' the nine-quat, and you
Er believe they be wantin' this thug style, so what now? see the bone thug claim, thug never gonna change, so flame up. sit back and just smoke to the same cut, leather face on the creep, and
E up.

Shatasha:
It's the thuggish ruggish bone.

Bizzy:
Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow. the bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock. so, sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run u
T up, and flipped in, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they bloody victims. ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and put 'em to rest, and, but i won't test bucks, put a hole up into me ve
Nd gotta get through my soul, but they won't budge, mud, drug me victim. the blood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me, keepin' it simple, the bone in me runnin' with thugs so,
He temple, buck when you duck to the thuggish ruggish t's. st. clair p's, to appeal to the g's, and a buck to all my enemies.

Shatasha:
It's the thuggish ruggish bone.
We've got layzie and'a krayzie.
Bizzy's in the house. wish is in the house,
And flesh, and shatasha.
Cleveland's definitely in the house.
It's the thuggish ruggish bone.