went a little somethin' like this: DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get 'em off me!
-seventh time that day So, we pulled off the road at the last chance gas station Got a few more pickled wieners and a diet chocolate soda On our way
beg, you dead, we fled, gotta get away, gotta make sure I'm free, so when you need me I can buck another day. It's a Bone thang, better ride, ride
we fled Gotta get away, gotta make sure I'm free So when you need me I can buck another day It's a Bone thang, better ride, ride 'Cause when you're
' like Pac, that's what the guy thought But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop Droppin' this shit today, we kickin' this thug music Better
gave us a place to lay down. But then, then when the wind blew in, it threw in a crackpot. But lately, it's keepin' my people up off the hinges. Can I get a
'Cause death won't forever have a grip on our lives So I'ma be comin', be ready for the next shine 'Cause I'm a believer that I'll see a resurrection
s the book of thugs. Come a little bit closer, nigga, take a look at this, picture this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all the way 'til
??t cry a??Cause death wona??t forever have a grip on our life So Ia??m-a be coming big?(bet) ready for the last shine a??Cause I am a believer that Ia
way) We be thuggin' around my way This is how we play Every day it's the same old same Around my way Around my way Around my way Come around my way, my way
this down way down So now if you hear me releasing some shells Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the dark side Take a look and
Y'all know what this is Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E? Can you spend a little bit of dough on me? Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E? Boy, if you
better if you would have raised me/ But oh, streets smothered in crack, smotherin' me and the brothers/ I wanna move outta this country, get away from
crept wasn?t nothing like this Had to be different so we came with a twist Straight from the streets where the niggas get rich Better find a pattern
', all, night, long The weed can't get no better (No better baby) The weed can't get no better (No better baby) The weed can't get no better (No better
square it off Hit ya ass in the chest with the tech and try to tear it off Send you back to mommy, it's a plastic And had a bitch out huntin' for a casket
me how I stayed there floatin' like a mama cow And now I've floated way down stream I know this has to be a dream If I could find my way to shore I'd