to ride, the new Bonnie & Clyde [Yo Yo] Well get it where you want it, baby I like your sound What's up Ruff Dogg, how can I be down? [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Yo Yo
all mathematic, weavin' outa traffic That's the shit I be hatin', when these fuckin' daton's Get to Ice-Skating Yo Yo, back seat driving, shut the fuck up [Yo Yo
dem niggas that talk about us? Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality? Better him than us (Bone Thugs) Bone Thugs finally let loose Total control
Ladies and gentlemen Yes sir Let's do it Yes sir Yo, on and on and my nuts I'm palming Take two of these and call me in the morning You should see the
Check me out Check it out, yo [unverified] I got so much funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn
arronda y la muerte me lleva (artilleria pesada, controlada, artilleria pesada, el machete) Desatado, me ensenan, me animan, creen en mi como yo creo
y'all must have forget We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot) Say here's a little story that must be told About two young brothers who got so much soul They takin total control
show, my 40 clearly applauds Sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored Plotting on a Kanye but screaming where's my award Ballin' out of control
the God, get tangled Woolly hair, eyes firey red, feet made of brass Twelve men, following me, it be the God staff Move, every script's like Miramax Smash the big boy totaled
the tunes like the mind of a psychic Your mind is weary, floating like a dove Sweating and things, like you were making love Control the crowd so they can accept it Total
y'all just get sprayed It's the (?), as a nail but on point though I blast up the Loca for scheming on my coke-ah LOX, in total control and power
just get sprayed Esta mointo; as a nail but on point though I'll blast up the loca for skimming on my coca L.O.X., in total control and power and everything
Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier glasses Thinkin that the earth's axis, revolves around my waist.. and how the fuck I feel Yo I played ball for Vince, yo
Yeah, heh A Flipmode y'all, a Flipmode y'all A Flipmode y'all, a Flipmode y'all Hah, heh, hahahaha, yo, yo, uh I spits rhymes for thug cats, neighborhood
on the run, and I'm runnin' to they catch us I'm talkin' bout myself, and my murderous murder weapon Down to the end till it's over, give me the last shot Totally out of control
thing, cause we can do this I can turn the party out just by standin still Make the ladies scream and shout while the brothers act ill Take total control
Ladies and gentlemen Yes, sir Let's do it Yes, sir Yo, on and on and my nuts, I'm palming Take two of these and call me in the morning You should see