Intro-Krayzie)
Guess who's back?

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Let me get 'chu twisted man Give me some Henn,
give me some Gin Krayzie Bone You see me hit the
ground runnin' a hundred miles, and still gunnin'
I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it I
hit em with the bullet they give the pay, money,
the same time in the game ya can't touch this
Smooth with the roughness thuggish ruggish I put
a lil' bit of singing with it and they love it,
rugged Put 'em all in the bucket Busted, lyrical
killa to get dusted (Dusted) I can tell how you
bite my style, you can mean good But I'm gonna
shut 'em all down (All down) All ya'll fall down,
Mister Sawed-Off, raw dawg, I'm tellin' ya'll now
(Ya'll now) Ya'll better get ready for Ball'R
Records and ThugLine Caught up in the rapture, we
got ya just after one rhyme Anybody wanna get it
on? Any wanna see the Bone Bone? We can take it to
the middle of the floor (Yo') Harass them niggas,
get up in em like the po-po's Still flow, so
cold Krayzie's Techs are raisin' at ya Aimed
exactly at 'cha, got'cha Shots will drop ya, fade
ya proper Rock the spot and make ya holler
"Dollar bill yall" Make a mill with my
real dogs Wet it down niggas, and I feel yall
Nigga kick it with the trill always gotta chill
with a ill squad That'll really feel ya'll,
ya'll, ya'll Bone still doin' it to 'em, no
matter who in the room or who in the build No
matter who close the show, you ask the party
people who stole the dough, they know

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Bizzy Bone Rock the mic, givin'
the people what they like I've been strugglin'
hustlin' tryin' to make it right most all my life
And when I can pull up next to Five O' it's just
like gamblin' dice Seven Eleven ya'll better be
ready this' Bizzy The Kid, I'm a be here all
night No matter what, I'm a still support you,
whenever you ready let's rock the world Better
believe I'm a fight for the money, if somebody
die, ya served You don't wanna make good on my
word, you better be worried about my nerve I say
we distribute the product and move it like Nino in
here, I push the bird Comin' a little faster,
pump out I dump out never been no chump, I crunk
out You don't really want none, let's smash 'em
that's how I run mine I'm runnin fast past that
gunline, bustin at bud for one time Yeah, gotta
keep it gangsta, feel my life is in danger
sometimes blaze the flame up, make your paper We
Bone Thug till we die, better support it, and if
you don't, when I see you just pass me by Hell of
a ride, hood play and I'm tryin' to be calm man,
and I'm tryin' a stay on my point for when Satan
come up out my way, hey

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Now into the land of thugs, doin' it flowin' and
singin' No matter what we breathe, it's raw with
no flaws, better handle ya'lls Who the niggas
done changed the game? Who the niggas got
screamin' out "Thugsta thugsta" mic,
yes, we murda flows Don't wanna, but let it go
Believe me, I'm serious dawg You straight from
the hood, good I'm thug, we in every hood They
don't really want none, they don't want none, just
get it crackin' get it pappin' they gon' run I'm
up early to get my hustle on, later to get it
strong and I'm gone Gotta take another mil for
real cause I'm feelin' like any day I might just
kill somethin' Cause you know that money, once
you touch it, once you feel it, gotta keep you
some money For a nigga thats thirsty, they pop ya
then get away then ya lucky We can do it like the
thuggish ruggish, what? They ain't no bitches over
here, better show some love Most niggas thats
skilled, straight be hoes, but it's real over here
beat him like he's cold When ya say ya hot, yes
I'm holdin' even when I'm rockin' and rollin'
Won't get it on me, when It all goes down be the
first nigga cockin' and gunnin' Nine mil will
reach ya, they all fall down, straight shots will
get ya Had to much of that liter, now you all
fucked up How you nigga like that, that?

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Layzie Bone So you wanna get twisted, lifted?
I'm a show you who the realest in
the city of the thieves, we the real cap peelas
Better get back niggas, cause we do slap niggas
When it comes to the figgas, I'm a go getter Hit
around split 'em when I'm pushin' my line money
hangin' out the ass didn't get it for crime Ain't
worried about beef, but I do carry a nine I'm a
put it on your mind when ya flippin' my mind Yeah
yeah, St. Clair playa wit the keys to the city,
you can call me the mayor Give a damn about pity
like this ain't fair, do I care about you lames
yall better beware Ain't went nowhere, still
right here Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and
Flesh, money on the wood make the bank go good
Drop it like its hot, we'll see who's the best,
yes I must confess, I'm a cold-blooded nigga man
Show me if you got some game, I'm a show you how
to get some change Still the fact remains, we
let's em hang Bone will murda your clique, hit
'em again and again with a bottle of Hen off the
rict. we murdered them quick Twist them up like a
pretzel, wit a automatic weapons we let go From
ghetto to ghetto you better get on my level I'm a
Bone Thug rebel and I'm lookin' for trouble Twist
it up like a good double, twist it up like some
fine weed Got beef in the streets, you can hire
me, twist 'em like screws and plyers, B

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Recorded for the Krayzie Bone album Gemini: Good Vs. Evil