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Krayzie Bone
s**t...How many times we got to tell yall motherfkers,b*tch
stay the fk out my motherfkin face, keep my name out your mouth
But naw so yall wanna be the rivals but nigg* we bring'in hell
upon in your party, you figure you got just what you wanna
yall broke and it hurt dont it. They didnt learned i warn them
how many must i bust and how many got they nuts with them,
then gotta go to the studio to get'em b*tch you rent'em,nigg* done
fk with a couple real thugs..yeah we rappin but we still thugs
takin over you bound to spill blood yeah what,
we took it mo personal than you thought it
and when you caught hit'em all kill'em all nigg* thats what we taught
cant get no rougher than them in Clevland
dont be thinkin that you can come here trippin and just be leaving now
maybe in pieces we aint sayin no names and keep'em piece is what you want
thugs kickin your as* is what you dont(what you dont)
really though i never could understand how could try to flex
on my clique flex in my s**t
stumblin fumblin over they words I observed
you as* motherfkers got the nerve (you know)
nigg* bring it
Wont take no more if you want war
we comin we marchin forward and you under attack
Here the bustas screem oh my lord
the thugs they got guns they bustin back
