This is how we do it, when we do it...
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This is how we do it, when we do it...
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This is how we do it, when we do it...
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This is how we do it, when we do it...
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[Chorus]
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Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
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Feel good like everyday's sunny
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Feel good see us takin off?
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Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
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And they can't take it from us at all
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And if you agree that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
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[Verse 1: Krayzie]
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Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya
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Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed it's fire for ya
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Water, don't need none let it burn
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Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn
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Be concerned with these words I got
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Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em
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'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin
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Really left niggaz behind to handle business
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They don't understand I'm in it to win it
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Thug out with a crowd full of criminals and killers
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So pump your fists if ya feel it, hear me
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We in it to keep it the realest
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With my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill something
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Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still strugglin
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Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't know
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Can't think no more excuses when niggaz don't show
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We came up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Krayzie]
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For the love of money, I keep it funky
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Just thuggin back down in the ghetto
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Sleep in the PJ's they let me so I love 'em back
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By keepin it real, givin 'em shit that they can feel
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Like hustlin need more than a mil
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Like how to make it on these streets and not be killed before you get grown
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Let a nigga go on cuz he chose to live his life wrong
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All I know is life is already short
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And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you want
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Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha thug on (thug on)
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Make you some cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on
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But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix
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That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I don't trip
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I share a hater to the side, devil ass nigga
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Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga
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You done meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface
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And I don't think you wanna though, no!
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Krayzie]
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My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you heard (heard)
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'Cause it's about they bullshit they be talkin, why?
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Niggaz in my business like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
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Run up, touch me, get burned, nigga
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Said they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?)
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Chickenhead bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped
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Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin with me
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What shut you puff? My niggaz hold on the B
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For most of them niggaz they want peace when we meet
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Like we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the streets
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So we gotta bring the heat
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Speak if you want, but keep it to a mumble
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Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha
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Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't that what I told 'em?
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Hope they knowin these pistols real's that we toat, jokin
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Naw nigga, we for real in the field
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Believe what you want, but you suckas know the deal
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[Chorus]
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I Don't Know What
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