Now I jump up outta my bed at 11:30 in the mornin'/ Gotta twist me up a swisha filled with Killa California/ Nigga got that mornin' buzz, nigga feel that mornin love/ After I watch my nutsac, get dressed, and yes, I'm thugged out, baby/ And I hit up the block just doin' my everyday thang/ I sell me a couple of rocks/ If you need it, I got it/ My nigga, come see Kray/ In the back of the alley, nigga get at me, dirty Khaki's on/ I might look tacky yo' but nigga my paper stack is swoll/ My Mac attack is cold, gangsta wit it, bitches respect it/ In the hood I'm doin' the Techin'/ Do the connectin' then the collectin'/ When the sun starts settin' I'm the one ya'll better be watchin' cause nigga, I come on your block and go in your pockets and rob ya ass/ Stick a barrel in your mouth, now slob the mag/ Nigga, drop the cash/ Just to let you bitches I know how to kick it/ It's almost midnight, I made a killin' from the fiends/ And I been here since sun up, it's time to retire the scene/ I got to the corner store to get me a forty of O' Dog/ I seen some unfamiliar niggas infront of the store I don't know (Don't know...) And I'm knowin' they up to no good cause niggas got they hoods on/ Hold on, Let me get my nigga Lay on the phone, on the phone
-Krayzie Bone-(Layzie Bone)-
(Hello?) What up? This' Kray. (Kray, what's happenin?) I'm at the motherfuckin' coldest store man. There's some niggas around this motherfucker I ain't never seen before, that have a nigga feelin' kinda funny. (Them niggas, what?) You need to roll up here with the heat cause this shit about to pop off. (I'm coming around the corner now.)
-Layzie Bone-
Now I got my pistols locked and loaded, ready to bust on the crowd/ 88 my Chevy to the curb, look, niggas come fuck with us now/ Jumped outta the rolla, I busted the air real quick/ And I figured I'd show these little niggas who they fuckin' with, they hoes/ Now here come my nigga bailin' with forty in hand/ Man, them niggas didn't want to problems, when they seen me they ran; They bitches/ My nigga been out all day collectin' his chips, and we ain't toleratin' no stick ups/ Nigga, I empty the clip/ I'm ready to flip on any nigga that's out here like they want something/ Took Big Krayzie to the crib after he let me hold something, yeah/ Nigga got a couple dollars, and I'm out here tryin' to kick it/ I'm feelin' high and twisted, let me pay my bitch a visit/ Knock on the door (Who is it?) It's me, now open up/ See, a niggas was missin' you baby and I want to show you somethin/ Came in and laid the pipe, baby girl, you made my night/ But I'm back to the block in my hustle mode to the early light
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bone Thugs-N-Harmony/ BoneThugAffiliated.com album Bone 4 Life