Make My Day
L-Burna (aka Layzie Bone) featuring Baby S
-Layzie Bone-Intro-
Tell em bout the gunline, boss. Nigga. Mo ... (Tell 'em ...) Mighty Mo ... Just like Dirty Harry, baby.

-Layzie Bone-
You ready to face this whole new millenium, hah?/ Nigga you raw, you ain't got no fears, hah hah?/ Tell me what you gon' do when they be droppin them bombs/ Then imma ring the alarm/ Time is tickin, nigga now you know that you got to do me/ Gon' try to shoot me/ Or retaliate with this uzi/ Gambini done showed you this Heaven'z Movie/ Watch out! Nigga imma knock out any motherfucker that be thinkin that they 'bout it/ Wanna talk about it?/ Do something about it? Them Cleveland boys'll get rowdy/ Get buck with me, get buck with me/ Now you knowin' that I'm ready to die for Thugs-N-Harmony/ Nigga spark the weed/ You feelin my Desperidos? I know

-Baby S-(Layzie Bone)-Chorus-
Every single day, niggas wanna come my way/ Hey-O-Hey-O-hey-hey (If you're ready to ride/ If you're ready to roll, then, nigga, make my day ... ) S, my homie

-Baby S-
Man, I'm mad/ World got me livin' way bad/ Gotta get me a drink, a new broad/ Let me think/ Now I gotta a bad broad, that's bad/ So I download my mind, with that icky-sticky-tricky bong/ Now I'm ready for whatever and what the fuck come/ I'm off the chain, earpiece and platinum rings/ Had a fake bitch on my team/ But I eliminated the rats/ And now I came back with a album sellin more than Sting/ And instead they wanna come my way/ Gon' be holy, without a church/ You can be about peace on the street and still gotta put in work

-Chorus-

-Layzie Bone-
Roll ... Come my way.  Roll ... Make my day ... If you ready to roll, make my day.

Now, you a nigga, I'm a nigga/ We some niggas, they some niggas/ We gon' be some niggas for life/ Imma be a richer nigga/ Can you feel a nigga?/ Dig a nigga/ It's just like rollin' the dice/ And at the end of the night, I be the nigga with the longest braid/ Callin' all the shots with the big gator blocks, and the phat knots/ Then I hit the block and straight set up shop/ Screamin, "fuck the cops!"/ It don't stop/ Lay the law down/ Imma make a nigga draw down/ Imma cock my glock and I'm gon' squeeze/ Put a motherfucker on his knees/ And if you don't believe me, get deeez nuts, nigga/ Finna put it down real with my nigga Baby S/ I make the whole world be like "Damn, they the best!"/ Better yet, I'm gonna make 'em hollar "Damn, they raw!"/ The realest niggas you saw/ Who wanna step to this?/ Ain't a thug nigga alive that can fill these shoes/ I done payed my dues, I got the right to floss/ If you step on my feet then you'll be wipin' it off/ I give a fuck about a motherfucker liking the boss/ I up-pipe, the cost, make em all bow down/ Way down/ Niggas just wanna test me now/ I'll be willin to bet I'll go round for round, pound for pound, in the city of thieves, where us criminal niggas got tricks up they sleeves/ What about these?/ Real Cleveland niggas called SCT's

-Chorus-
Recorded for the L-Burna album Thug By Nature