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Bone Thugs

bone thugs n harmony this is for the weed heads lyrics

Meanwhile, Layzie independently released several projects, including. Put 'em in a before they get me man Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang Running with the pump pump, no bluffing We buck! After a few days, the conflict has heated up once more with definitive lyrics. Nigga realize claim Nineteen nine nine the nine nine Motherfucker, fuck? Last month, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony co-founder Layzie took strong umbrage with Migos member Offset. Start your 30-day free trial now. . We in the flesh, We in the flesh, We in the flesh, We in the flesh And if I can go bite the bullet So eazy in my cadillac, Bend a of corners, Smoke out with some hoes, Now y'all at? He shouts out Cleveland before giving up a melodic chorus over the Trap beat.

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Bone Thugs Weed Heads

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Nigga it down, worldwide Them bad-ass thugs You punk hate us, But we don't trip, We get mad ass love I show you the that's sick of this song We'll up toss his ass And if he cash and jewelry, Rip it off his ass, Keep fast Thuggish till the day that I die, Fuck it that's all I been all of my life It's just t-h-u-g we be And it ain't no thing, Keep bucking, Dumping, 'em up with my gauge We all y'all, I'm all y'all Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some My I'ma get me some Say my y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money ain't a thang, Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some My I'ma get me some Say my y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Time time, Everywhere I look, Everywhere I turn, Niggas bout death Like a can't of else, But a lil' bit of wealth Trying to help they self, And I can't you, Cause I do the same too Man do what you do But what I'ma do is keep my fool Ain't none of y'all do it better, oh And I'm of you and y'all hate it, Only the real keeping it raw Gripping that heat tight, Living that life Nigga I'ma let it fool and get war Niggas is that 2-11, That's why I got heat for armageddon Picture lay on his and I'm begging, Nigga shoot me and send me to heaven Fuck all the drama, I'ma just blast, Hollow tips off in that ass Tha the nigga That's the trigga Is the that's up last Counting this cash, Still this mash Blowing much weed As we you bleed Nigga got for the love of the cheese Now you can't do shit your 6 feet deep Fucking with lay Is a game you shouldn't play, Even I die today I lie, but hey it ain't it, Shit, ain't none of us here to stay I'ma hold my ground, And I'ma lace my boots So when its time to shoot, then that's it Screaming out mo thug in this bitch, And bone in this bitch, nigga It's all money, yeah I'ma get me some Can't be with that ain't got none Cause y'all been funny, I you some money Get out my pockets, Better your shit It's st wig-split Four niggas that I run with, You don't want to fuck with Dollars and but still We get mo Remember back in the days when we was up But not uh uh, no, no And ain't a damn come easy, A lot of planning, bus rides, and eazy For cheese, Believe me, Believe me, And it ain't gone stop at the end of my time With my bone thug love I'ma get mine And I mean that, Gotta have that, Paper paper, Money money, Money, money Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some My I'ma get me some Say my y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some My I'ma get me some Say my y'all, get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money ain't a thang, You believe we five of the last True standing in command You of me the book On this on y'all, flip on y'all, I am what I am the dawg! L-Burna wanted receipts for the statement, and welcomed a battle to see if Migos could prove themselves better than B. It's all good, Paper for the hood Tell 'em I got dibs on this and kids in this You real as, real as shit Reminiscing on my thug ass eazy-e eazy-e Six deep in a six-double-o benzo Fo the love of money I get the paper I told y'all ain't a damn changed Bout the they bang My niggas,they're down, And we'll bang your brain, Motherfucker for he famous! I'm not that nigga baby, I'll be that nigga that blow a pound wit'cha Get down wit'cha, backin that round fo' round wit'cha I'm the type of nigga that look in yo' eyes and see if yo' mind right Get it right every time, you right about that I'ma shine in the limelight Cause I'm a king, I'm not that nigga that just be tellin you things When I hit the scene, every nigga on my team is the shit, get it right, I'm not that nigga you wanna be testin I'll be done opened it up and lets 'em loose They blast in every direction I'm a playa not a fighter, this is a burner not a lighter When the shit get deep I'ma start the fire I'ma show y'all niggaz how a Thug get live I'm not that nigga in the game and ain't scorin When it's rainin it's pourin, I'm not that nigga and this is a warnin! Em to the end, And when I run out, I and again, some mo! I'm not that nigga that's gon' kick it with too many suckas or fags I'm not that nigga lockin these groupie hoes all up in my face I'm not that nigga so don't ask if I wanna battle when rappin Cause shit, you speak of war, nigga you know we comin to blast Buck buck buck! The artist who also suggested that Migos sampled some of the Bone Thugs style, wanted a battle and , whether rapper-to-rapper or crew-versus-crew. In the third verse, Layzie comes back to his opponents with a full run-down. . . . .


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