| Lyrics: | Yea, it's tha remix
[Krayzie]
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,
and
ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you
see in me
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in
me
Could you tell me what you see?
[Bizzy]
Comin' through the door with my
militia, why did he bring big niggas?
Fuck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards
My niggas is
stone cold killas, peelas
Dippin' off in limos the bitch, y'all just maintain
Givin' my
babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'
My gang, you know me. Homies got mo'
love
And I'm blessed, when I'm outta my sentence
Cuz i'm Mr. Mo' Thug, gotta keep the Lord
up over my shoulders
Jesus sent me his roll of loco, sober, load a revolver, hold up
Now,
buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no
luck
Ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes out
The surgeons say that your body can not
be sewed up
Hold up, and wait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that
you can really hate,
Chorus
[Krayzie]
What makes a nigga think he can bite
my shit and call his shit original?
What's worse, tellin' people you made the style we put down
three fuckin'
years ago
And that's just like a nigga wanna take all the credit
I bet
it didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, kid
Don't crash, collide, lock up
with the enemy
And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that
but a y'all fin to get
stomped, let 'em loose
And they heard the news, ya run |
