-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang all down the way We gotta put 'em in check 'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit I'm gonna blow his
We got the sauce, baby, we got the juice We keep 'em in a frenzy fiendin' for more On the Thug Line with F.B.G., 7th Sign And Mo' Thug once again we
' paper always And I know how to get it and pissy hallways In the raw way, you can get it how you live *** step the wrong way I let it bang, b-bang,
swangin from our balls Its bone thugs, mighty bone thugs Bone thug, bone, bone thug [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] I told em imma get up, get out and get something
Now it's that puff puff pass sh-t, Cheech & Chong grass sh-t. Blunts to the head, Kush spinners no mattress. Speed boat traffic, b-tches automatic. Cross that line f-ck around and get
h e b e s t, DJ Khaled We da best W e t h e b e s t, DJ Khaled That's me W e t h e b e s t, DJ Khaled We da best W e t h e b e s t, DJ Khaled That's me
we do shoot rounds Green 16's over Rick Rock sounds Call me flip flop now, mix yellow and brown Korean, European, know they all get down Muslims get
nigga Headed straight to the Yung Boss mansion South side stand up Location top of the world West side get up K-Town, Twista get 'em Now, now, I'm a old G
get it got to get it And you can roll if you with it I got to get it got to get it The world and what's in it And you can get it you can get it In a
how we thump, I'm 'bout my bid-ness You about to go downtown like the shiznit Witness, yeah, boy I get ya dumb like white people lookin' for weird noise Hood down, got B
back row I can't wait to get it on, I can't wait to get it on I can't wait to get it on, I can't wait to get it on I can't wait to get it on, I can'
up one of them Po-Po's, the Bone, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes
else It's either one thing or the other It's a fine line between talking and giving It's a fine line between dancing and making love It's a fine line
your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin' reckless right now And we know you ain't built for that Nigga chill, calm down Watch your words, don't let your mouth get
, wrapped wrists like mummies If you compare me to your local grocery Then you'll see I got more carrots than Aisle D More bread than Aisle G, then bag and scan me Sure like Aisle B
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Now we livin' better now, Gucci sweater now And that G4 could fly through, any weather now See niggas get
feet like, whoa Your man ain't whoa, the judge ain't whoa C O's ain't whoa, P O's ain't whoa Play y'allself, I get the G I Joe D I C K riders ain't
