Intro

Who the nigga with the gauge in ya face?

It's Leatherface in the place, about to hit ya in ya bankroll!

All the niggaz that was poppin before started to rock it

We got this, now try to stop it if ya ain't hoes!

Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest flow, and have them feelin it all over the world

They see the Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!

Me and my niggaz is thorough-bred and every time we pull up in the party we twirl in

Yeah, they be like, "look, look, there go them Bone Thug niggaz"

"I wonder if them niggaz is really some thug niggaz"

And then they start to drink and get a little buzz in em

And then they get to thinkin they can fuck with us niggaz

Now we don't need a lot of bodyguards when we roll

So, you know we packin heaters from the door

Fo-Fo, all I really need to guard my body

And plus I'm with some niggaz all kind of psychotic...

You niggaz is fucked, yeah! That's what ya gonna do?

When ya run up, ya done up, them busta niggaz fools

And we don't play, catch a feelin, bring it yo way!

We them thugs, niggaz really buzzed, nigga all day!

If we have to, yeah, think about the time

When a nigga disrespect mine, where I'm from, then I got to shoot!

St. Clair, yeah! Cleveland's right here!

Hustlin right here, them thugsta niggaz right here!

What, what? Them other niggaz play tenderous, and won't bust!

Not-not me no... no, not me no, I will, bust at will, I'll see ya

Comeback boy, for sayin what? And I'll spray ya, yes, I'll see ya, see ya

You should have never passed, stay in your place

Mind your bidness or end up needin a witness, yeahhhhhh....

Let me make this the last time, a nigga gotta say this

The original Bone Thugs, them niggaz ain't to play with

We get down for our damn thang, rank us among the greatest

And I'm sendin my shouts out, and fuck you to the haters

Who deny? In 1994 we switched the game up

With the homies with the rappin and the flow that always change up

Playin lames in the games, what a shame, had to hang up

They music careers, cause my clique brought the bangers

These niggaz wanna ride on a coat-tail

They stay on the dick, because we servin 'em so swell

I remember when motherfuckers called it bitin

They used to do that, cause these niggaz couldn't write it

All I'm tryna say is, give a nigga credit

If a nigga can't get it, then a nigga gettin deaded

It's all about respect, remember Layzie Bone said it

Better believe I'ma get mine, I'm dyin as a legend

I'm livin as a legend, if I want it I'ma get it

Nigga, hustle game tight, y'all can't fuck with it

This swagger is so strong, been doin it so long

And nigga it's so cold, with bidness!

We got the (Thugs) on the (Line), and the (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)

When we put it all together, thug niggaz gettin dough

Settin trends in this bitch, like we did it before

Still creepin on ah come up, through the backdoor, nigga!