couldn't sell out my city Murder now to come up, move Bone'll be bringin' that city, with me, pin me Nigga, this the team, by the way, don't fuck with
losses, man Bone, come break 'em down Taking no shorts, no losses, man Bone, come break 'em down Taking no shorts, no losses, man Way down, way down
war, a natural soldier boy, ready to move out, nigga, ready to get with the shoot out. In the meanwhile, I still gotta make me some money to get by. Yeah
Intro-Bizzy (Krayzie)- (Bone, Bone, Bone...) Uh uh, yeah, uh yeah. It's the original buddah lovaz. Thank God... for the message, the love the faith/
army's on way How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way Ahh, you'll
why he stuck him Anyway, that's how I seen it You rarely see a nigga kill another nigga, And he doesn't mean it So that's the way I took it Anyway the
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yo It be a buck-fifty Your chance of runnin' Is infinite Slugs that leave niggas drugged Like a chick slip the Mickey I'm so on the
Oh yeah, S.P. the Ghost, I'm back Y'all know how I do You don't want no problems with me (LADIES!) You see me, leave me alone 'Fore somethin bad happen
Chuck Inglish: Yeah And it's fallin off the side like back fat Givin girls rides to the crib not a rat trap Cheese, peanut butter freeze raps I want all
my quality means oh yeah movin' up the ladder my philosophy oh my no way i just wanna get by ain't go telling to different places i know my way
easy now, yeah Can't nobody stop me now? No, sir, yeah, I'm gone, y'all Oh, man, it's lovely, yeah Somebody better stop me 'cause I'm good, yeah Alright
Oh y'all niggas killers now, oh word? Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib nigga Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet nigga Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred
calls, bring the pros out Badu, Bonnie, Hydro, no doubt We get nasty like niggas in sandals with the toes out You know Deez is down to click off eights By the way
crime I'm bustin' Too Short rhymes Unless it's bout millions I ain't tryin' to do time It's like everyday is Saturday So many bitches let me have my way
t screw Oh well Change my number think ?? slangin lumber I get women by the season I think my last girl's name was Summer Oh my bad it was Autumn hit
Da 5' 9"] Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK) We bout to get into a tale of gunner that details the dungeon This is the pale moon illuminates the hail and thundering Oh
then backslap Those who pop rap at the mouth like Ex-Lax And those who wanna test me, step right up, bro My number's the same, oh by the way, it's in