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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Mo' Thug Family Tree lyrics
[Featuring 2Pac] 2Pac: Nigga, we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A., nigga, whatever you niggas want. We bringin' it! Thug luv, nigga. Bitch! What time is it? Yo, I don't give a fuck where you lay at, nigga, it's time to slay these bitch-made niggas. [Bizzy: Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us. Pac Pac run with us. Pac and Rip with thug luv.] They ain't even knowin' what type of niggas we is. Where my thugs at? [Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.] Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a long time. Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it? Bizzy: Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by that lesson, you taught me to pull out my Wesson, you brought me, and I'm not stressin' it softly. Get 'em up off me, 'cause all we wanted was harmony, been bombin' 'em, yell up outta my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level. They can't stop me and pop me. Nigga, they got me? Fuck no. Little Pac gets schizophrenic, let's manage to damage all y'all. I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it, 'cause they're cornered and I'm wantin' (...?...). I'm gonna say that we came to shut 'em all down. So quick to test, bullet, yes, I say war, roll, flow when I get the gun for the murda mo' horror, for what they did it all, pause for the cause, and I fin to pull a nine or pistol, a little nigga with mine. Fuck them niggas, it's on. All y'all fall. Bizzy gettin' bitches to test me, bless the floor, and any attempt to arrest me, stress me. Lord, lookin' at death, with the last of my breath. Follow, follow my ki |
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