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Lyric Body	[Intro: Layzie & Felicia] [Lay:] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here [Fel:] One shot, hey! [Lay:] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here [Fel:] Two shots, oh... [Lay:] And we gon ride, and we gon ride... [Both:] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline! [Lay:] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and... [Both:] We gon ride! [Layzie Bone:] We gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels fall off It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls We let 'em hang and the sparks fly I'm talkin about scrapin the streets and nigga movin so fast we turnin the dark light! Ya niggaz really don't want no friction from the automatics You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't even braggin I'm in the toll taggin, collectin plenty paper And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper These niggaz is haters and they smilin in my face Tappin like they need a gig, tryna get your boy erased I hear the whispers say I talk a mean game But I walk it like I talk it, plus I got a mean aim Seem strange, cause them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut Like every other summer, just to fuck a nigga up We got them +Thugs+ on the +Line+, got them +Thugs+ screamin +Mo!+ It's 2006, Krayzie let these niggaz know, c'mon! [Krayzie Bone:] Now wait a minute, who said that we out of business? Tell that nigga to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin once we get to buckin We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it! That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it! And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it! Every nigga can feel it cause they recognizin the realest But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin your livin here! But don't make me to get my dier and have to boo-ya! Some of the niggaz gon have to get down, cause we'll do y'all If you don't want the beef, nigga don't talk that shit! Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite after the ball, naw! Katrina and Rita, ain't got nothin at all On the bandages and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure! Run on up if ya want, cause we ready! Indeed I keep the sweeper best believe we heated heavy, like that! [Hook x2: Felicia] No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys! No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys! [Thin C:] I was forced to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene Find the 8th wonder of the world in the streets Band on bricks 'till my fist was bloody Turn, hella corners in the '74 'Cutty Buddy, you don't wanna come against this Black fist, born to make history Born from the misery Grindin for a meal, searchin for a deal Pranced in old, torn clothes Keep it real bitch, I ain't start off rich And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't changed One word too many, get your mouth rearranged One nigga too many, shells go click-click Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG! Your shit's been split down to the white meat Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely You ain't gotta like me, just don't try me Get crossed up, death becomes untimely While time keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in amazement You don't wanna be the one found under the basement Gotta run your DNA just to find what your name is Here's another victim of them Cleveland niggaz! Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get live niggaz! [Hook x2: Felicia] No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys! No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys! [Outro: Layzie & Felicia] [Lay: One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here [Fel:] One shot, hey! [Lay:] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here [Fel:] Two shots, oh... [Lay:] And we gon ride, and we gon ride... [Both:] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline! [Lay:] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and... [Both:] We gon ride!
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