fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga, look in my eyes, bitch, we get live Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, nigga, Cleveland's thuggish
its gold ye, they want it, ten a ki' so I proach me eight I'm straight, going back to N.O. and show love Sprinkle rose in the hood, they goin' think it
, some say it's legendary The pack that run with me, attack with guns swiftly My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty Cold mashin', straight blastin', steady mobbin' I rose
home and cooks Curls up with a book with a girl he's had Since he was 17 Cos he's never really been Part of the scene Give him Guns N Roses He'll take
shit Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach, Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket Ready to buck on
down it, its gold ye, they want it, ten a ki' so I proach me eight I'm straight, going back to N.O. and show love Sprinkle rose in the hood, they goin
splurge on my kind Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that
it's legendary The pack that run wit me, attack wit guns swiftly My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty Cold mashin, straight blastin, steady mobbin I rose
S] I lost my money on the Knicks [A-B] I got honeys on the tips [MrV] I got Rummy on the twist [L-S] Aiyyo run me on the spin [A Butta] My click is heavy