Ya, I'm feelin that shit. This is for them mothafuckas out there (Hustlin). For the gangstas, the thugs, tha playas, the pimps, the hustlas whatever the fuck you is nigga, keep (Hustlin). It's goin down nigga, Krayzie Bone up in this mothafucka, forever (Hustlin). Yea, you better pay attention, get your dividends nigga (Hustlin).
-Krayzie Bone-
Nigga see Krayzie fresh out the penitentiary/ Second strike, and never get caught up again, I'm facin twenty-five to life/ So now when I'm walkin I'm takin caution cause test is dangerous/ Nigga can't be out here takin no strippin, need some change or somethin/ Struttin my ass back down to the hood, my niggas'll never put me on, thats my family then my friends but in the end I was wrong/ Niggas actin like they don't even know me (Oh yea?)/ Bitch you the reason I went to fuckin prison, so nigga don't act like you don't fuckin owe me/ Fuck it you know what suck my dick nigga I'ma come up by myself/ And niggas they better be in by dark, cause I'ma be robbin them by twelve/ Then to my Momma's House, say "Momma I'm home, but I can't stay long. I just came by to get my chrome, but I'm gone."/ Puffin the blunt thats thicker than water, as I stand on the corner waitin for night to fall, when it fall shit won't be pretty yall/ Never try to play me, hear what I said? (Hear what I said?)/ If I'm jokin or ya dreamin, when ya wake up dead...
-Krayzie Bone-Chorus-
Shot that nigga, (He dead he dead he dead, he won't be comin back no more he dead)/ That nigga dropped that nigga (He dead he dead he dead, he won't be comin back no more he dead)/ That nigga shot that nigga (He dead he dead he dead, he won't be comin back no more he dead)/ That nigga dropped dat nigga (He dead he dead he dead, he won't be comin back no more he dead)
-Krayzie Bone-
I''m gonna to have to take your life, if you niggas don't cooperate and drop ya llello/ (Clack clack) I'm gonna have to take your life, if you niggas don't cooperate and gimme ya bankroll/ Sti-sti-stick em up bitch get em up, homeboy gimme some/ And the first nigga run the first mothafucka this gun gon' stun/ I need the money to blow the weed, and these jewerly please, your keys and that Cadillac is comin with me (I said comin with me)/ Went to jail for bitch ass niggas like yourself (Yea), when I'm up off that cell souless so I ain't good for your health/ Cause I'm finna work it to death/ Slit or twist ya wrist, sa'll can cause ya death/ Deadliest nigga you ever lay, know how much you niggas pay/ Lay niggas on the dirt, get em dirty/ And I got one nickel for two hundred and thirty fuckin rocks, was it worth it?/ And one of them niggas that cashed that Versacie, he was nervous like "Have mercy on me, please"/ Bitch nigga give up your cheese
-Chorus-
-Krayzie Bone-Outro-
Cock cock fo fo let it all blow, shake ya pockets free the profit before I go/ This is for the hoes before I go/ Thanks for the bank nigga (Cause I was locin') Stick em up (Stick em up stick em up stick em up)/ Ya stick em up (Stick em up stick em up stick em up)/ Ya stick em up (Stick em up stick em up stick em up)/ Ya stick em up (Stick em up stick em up stick em up)/ Ya stick em up (Stick em up stick em up stick em up)
Recorded for the Krayzie Bone album Thug Mentality 1999