| Lyrics: | It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug.
Flesh:
Oh well, if you snooze, you lose. Ya
stop prayin' to (?), and fetch
ya, shoot it and catch your shit, back, stay packin' a gat in
your lap always. If you (...?...) strap, now how about that? And
stack, went to go
tappin', nigga pap him, fuckin' with one of
my own. No, no, wrong, and he facin' my chrome.
Left, (...?...),
double nine execution, we mo' murder, stupid tricky bitch,
(?) test
me, we don't play when the game it (...?...). Little Lay ran
to the stash, don't push the
(?). Gotta problem? Then handle
it. Eazy is where we came with a blessing and a masterplan.
Niggas
thuggin' off in the Land, and still the band. Can't fuck with
these Cleveland
Clair playas. (So the phonies), you better beware
'cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this
mission. Listen better
pray if you did cross us on the way, hoes.
Krayzie:
Oh,
oh, oh, I just wanna separate from the precious baby, or maybe, I
was meant to live my life
brought up in this world of
games. In God's name, I pray. The devil--he be breakin' me down.
I
could feel him 'cause he pullin' me, now. I've been
blessed with an incredible
style. When this mission is to try to
separate us, wanna break us all down. Now, ain't that
foul, so I
ask the Lord to help me. Lord, why does this life of overwhelm me when
we
livin' in Hell? But we cherish everyday like we in
heaven, oh well, but time will tell, so we
listen for the ringin' of
the bell, the bell, the bell, but it be hard to maintain and stay
peaceful. If you the lover to the devil then the devil will beat you,
defeat you,
deceive you, evil. He will never leave you alone.
I've been lookin' for a better day, but
they don't never seem to wanna
come my way, my way. Eh, I'm havin' hell of times,
tryin' to make it, 'cause my people steady stressin' my mind. So I
stay high, so I'm really
sinnin', on the top they see me.
Whether you're with me, it's deadly in the venom. If it get
up in your
head, it could really send you on the deadly mission.
Keep your distance
from the flames, maybe you can survive forever
everyday.
Layzie:
Hell yeah, got
me flippin' in the Northcoast. Remember me: the crook
that wrote the book. I'm off the hook.
So ya'll niggas
better take another look, 'cause if you playa hate the Bone, then your
life'll get took, so quick. Never bringing you no bullshit,
man. Face to face, it's an
assassin game. Bringin' you heat, ya'll
niggas' bringin' the slang, but if you wanna bring
the pain then
you gotta maintain. Comin' in on another level. I'm a put you on deck
up
at the top of the pile. Fake niggas wanna claim our
style, but I'm a break 'em on down, but
you gotta come unique. It's
the thuggish ruggish sound that you lookin' for, searchin'
for, everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high. Little kids no
longer wanna be like
Mike, that's right. They tryin' to be
like Bone and keep thuggin' for life. Gettin' ready for
the end all,
for my nigga, Ken Dawg, Hustlas, Shiftas, and Tre, II Tru,
AJay--same
muthafuckas from around my way.
with Krayzie:
This how we play, play. Everyday it's
the same ol' same around my way,
around my way. We'll be thuggin' out 'round my
way.
This how we play, play. Everyday is the same ol' same around my
way, around my way, around my
way. Come around
my way, my way, my way.
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug
Bizzy:
Little nigga wanna come, get up in my way, hey. Know the brain is your
strength
to strain to gain your fame, fame, fame, fame.
What about those hoes? Oh, no. Little Eazy was
sure to teach Bone. And
if he's wrong, well, he's gone, but my
children--they keep me
strong. My dear Lord, I miss my peoples, and it
just seems so evil, and that I can't kiss my
kids
goodnight, put 'em to bed, tuck 'em tight, and catch 'em sleepin'.
That's all
right, that's all right. I'll get mine, hey, I'll get mine.
It'll take time, but I'm a grind.
Weed and wine--I'll be just fine.
(...?...), and blow you. And Mama B was, what? In the back
of the Caddy, jumpin' out (?) cuttin' through alleys in Cleveland,
Cali like daddy.
(...?...). Kill ya when I get your (?).
Everybody was in your (?).
Wish:
You
niggas can't fuck with these Clair players on top of pile, and we
rollin'. Stand back,
haters, gonna be here for a while.
Can't you hear the crowd screamin' real loud? And that's
for Bone,
thugs. Thanks the Lord my sister's got Bone to look up to
and feel proud,
and on top of all of that, hey, mommy's out the ghetto
now. I thank the Lord, and these Bone
thugs-n-harmony
for everything it brings to me, yeah. I thank the Lord and these Bone
thugs-n-harmony for everything it brings to me. Better
believe that we're doomed, doomed.
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em, kill 'em,
kill 'em, nigga ain't gon' stop none of these millions. Been
a long hard way. Been a long, long, long hard way. I'm glad I got
mine. Gonna floss a
little bit, watch them niggas watchin'
me, that's tryin' to take mine, but I got somethin'
for 'em, watchin'
niggas runnin' up, gonna meet his time, die, bye. Nigga don't
bite
or playa hate. We got much love in Mo Thug. It's all about Mo
Thug.
It's all Mo Thug.
It's all Mo Thug, Mo Thug |
