All these studio ass motherfuckin' niggas, man. I'm tired of this shit, man. (Mighty Mighty Mo!) Motherfuckers is gonna bown down in Duece Double O Fo' Yeah that's right, the thugs is back nigga. (Them thugs is back, nigga) Uh. (Them thugs is back) You ain't heard, nigga? What? (Mo! Thug, nigga) Watch out, nigga
-Layzie Bone-(Thin C)-Chorus-
We keep it thugged out (Thugged Out) We gangsta (We Gangsta) Wild nigga, we crazy, man
-Thin C-
I'm the trigger, man, from God's gun anhiliatin' the possessed one, the physical form of demons, the methodical war we won/ The judgement, bitch, was treason/ Of the Summer, Winter, Spring, or Fall/ Smashin' for all seasons, the fake niggas is peons/ G-O for what you N-O/ The Doctor, wrote/ "You's a crazy ass nigga" on my memo, way back when I was ghetto (Uh) Thug is in my blood, trick/ Bomb on a nigga like scuzz, trick/ I pump on a nigga like "What bitch?" Chrome to your dome; explosive bitch
-Layzie Bone-
(C'mon man) Harmony, harmony/ What you say? A rebel my nigga, my name Lil' Lay/ How many niggas gon' die today? I'm a grind and stay in the line up man/ Y'all niggas is watered down, from the ghetto, man, to my part of town; East 99 where the criminals bound/ Feelin' me now? You started them now, powdered down/ Ya'll want to clown? Let off rounds, we blaze' it/ Home would be the same, fields/ Why you lookin' at me in amazement? Go on and take it, man, we gon' play wit like "My shit is sacred" I was sellin' them ki's and dope while ya'll was playin' patty's bakers man
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
Think I'm the rawest, yeah, the rawest/ One of the coolest, clean, them bosses/ Lyrically flowin' like from a faucet/ E Mortal Thugs, yeah nigga we flawless/ We the M.T.F. Mo! Thug, my family with a Grammy/ So my music be sayin' something, straight up bumpin' ya'll can't handle me/ Fuck these other rappers, beat biters, better give me my P'z/ Hand me them keys and hand me that cheese, put a motherfucker on they knees/ Busta, please! Try to retaliate, I'll bring the greatest out of retirement/ Beat a old man down to the grind, ya heard? Tell a motherfucker who your idol is/ Ride with this or collide with this, suck it, but just don't bite it/ You can try, but we don't buy it/ My family undivided, stay the highest, we the flyest/ Lil' Layzie will start a riot/ I come through bumpin' my gums, L Burna don't ever keep quiet/ I started this and I'm a finish this/ I'm a menace that's gunnin' and killin' shit/ I flipped the script and straight dipped/ Eazy E shouldn'a put me in this shit, man, I'm finna take over/ I'm a camoflauged straight soldier/ Be lookin' out over your shoulder cause the Bone's break is over, nigga
-Chorus-
-Dj Dre Ghost-
Now, tell me what the fuck is the goings on? We gets wild nigga, we gets crazy, man/ Now, with all that ya'll doin' you can't fuck with us, Mo! Thug niggas too tough/ And we'll hurt ya, so bitch, back on up cause this business gets rough and you knew that your wig will get cracked/ Mm, hm... L.D.T on this track
-Layzie Bone-
Ya'll better be baggin' up, ready for robbery, re-maskin' up/ Get it and hit it, you askin' us/ Money, mo' money my passion, what? Nigga, I'm all about timin' while the rest of the world is dyin'/ A killa fo' realer, guerilla, man/ I'm a tell you the truth, no lyin' man/ I'm gon' get 'cha, but you gon' perish/ Is that money that you cherish or that baby in the carriage? Take a hit, rock and roll with L.D.T/ T-H-U-G! This ain't the lifestyle for you, but it's the one for me
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Layzie Bone mixtape It's Not A Game