You can call it what you want to, respect when we roll through, five live ya thats just when we bust through/ Swear niggas straight thug, really nigga roll up/ Layed out, blacked out yo niggas fucked up/ It don't really matter, they scatter we bustin so fuck em let em lay/ I ain't really playin, niggas playin, grown ass niggas down/ To me, that shit is gay, bailin in my black gauge too/ Hit ya blunt, buddy but my eyes on you, glock glock step do what I gotta do/ Gotta go fuck in my hotel room/ It's about that money that money, gotta have me some money or else hit a nigga to the white meat gonna get me some money/ I ain't gotta tell a nigga "No", when ya fuckin with a Bone, better go for broke/ And if ya really that serious, better let it go ain't no tellin what I might (Might) just (Just) let go (Go)
-Krayzie Bone-
You mothafuckas better wake up and smell the marijuana, inhale the little ganja/ Realize ya dealin with a monsta, mastermind, of rap of crime/ I blast ya mind, I'm so sick, but no need to call a doctor/ Cause you won't find a cure for this, besides I don't need a remedy I'm already fixed/ Nigga take a hit of this and you ain't never goin back to that whack shit/ Yall know our clique got the hits, but wait a minute I'm sick of niggas gettin all the credit for bein tough guys, and ain't got the balls to said it/ I read it in a little nigga when I see him in the video/ You can tell we really real, I'm fo really hoes/ Just because you strike a pose and some pretty clothes, really don't mean you niggas automatic criminals/ You can fool the average joe, they don't really know, how a real nigga let the mothafuckin trigger go
-Krayzie Bone-Chorus-
Who the thuggish ruggish niggas that'll get in your mind? Wit them rough and rugged lyrics, that I spit like a nine? And no matter what we give em, it's a hit everytime (But you know thats Bone, that's that Bone)/ Who the thuggish ruggish niggas that'll get in your mind? Wit them rough and rugged lyrics, that I spit like a nine? And no matter what we give em, it's a hit everytime (But you know thats Bone, that's that Bone)
-Krayzie Bone-
I told ya nigga, ya dealin wit a beast/ From the streets of Cleveland, down wit Eazy-E/ Niggas gimme the reason to keep the heat in my seat, right in my lap so I'm in position to bust it back
-Wish Bone-
Guess who's back to shut the lights down? Screamin out thug, I know you ain't none/ Gotta do somethin, when we see em we gone run up on em/ Nigga gotta tell me somethin...
-Krayzie Bone-
Take a journey to my violent side/ The riots lie, hit em with the silence nine, the quiet mind/ It's still "Fuck the law" and any other motherfucker wanna rum, c'mon
-Wish Bone-
And it's easy, it don't take much to make it blow/ Before you hear it, you gon' feel it, stay locked and loaded/ Thugs like us, they don't make it get it straight dog/ We roll up, they don't like it when we roll off
-Krayzie Bone-
Mister Sawed-Off, creepin through the fog, all yall niggas die/ Competition try, to see me but I doubt if they can really keep with the lyrical killers from the Nine-Nine/ Spittin when I ride by
-Wish Bone-
Know what'cha doin when ya step, you could fall off/ Hands up, Thug's comin through when we raw dog/ Everywhere we go, yes it's like that/ Everywhere we roll strapped and plaqued with Thug's, ready to go
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Krayzie Bone album Gemini: Good vs. Evil / Available on the Murder Dog compilation CD "Best of The Best"