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It's all mo' thug
by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Buy album CD: Art Of War
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug.
Oh well, if you snooze, you lose. Ya stop prayin' to who?, and fetch ya,
shoot it and catch your shit, back, stay packin' a gat in your lap always. If
you pray, roll 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, devil say they wrong, double nine execution, we mo' murder, stupid
tricky bitch, that outstands, we don't play when the game and beam a red line. Hey Little
Lay ran to the stash, don't push the master. Gotta problem? Then handle it the
easiest way we can 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.
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.
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, wit my nigga, Ken Dawg,
Hustlas, Shiftas, and Tre, II Tru, AJay--same muthafuckas from around
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
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. Cuffed up, and blow you.
And Mama B was, what? In the back of the paddy, jumpin' out caddies
cuttin' through alleys in Cleveland, Cali like daddy. Like daddy and duke.
Mo blow fo 2-double-0-yeah double-0 zero. You really wnat to get your camels.
Everybody was in your group-o, group-o.
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.
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