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Chorus (2X): Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thugVerse 1: flesh, krayzie, layzie????????Gotta catch one to ya dome?oh-oh, oh-ohFinna put him on yha ??? Get thah money n tha ____Watch for tha cops, stop, its time to get tha job done, we goYa'll know i ain't neva been a nigga tryin ta playN a nigga just a killa tryin ta make a livinSteady gettin ready for armagedonBut i'm high in tha meantimeN killaz from way downWanna come n let krayzie getta graveWrite phukk you hoes across my tombstoneN bury wit my guage (my gauge)Fillin em wit pump ta pumpN if you an enemy whacha wantMy nigga we gon bang on tha recordsNo battle, no m.c.'s, or names in your mouthYou get phukked upWe flippin on tha northcoastCuz everybody wanna claim my styleWe could bukk-n-rough shitI'm puttin a bitch in tha coffinFa tryin ta test a nigaaz nuts, but yoHey, can we playCuz i gotta lotta shhit i wanna launch your way, wayBetta not phukk wit all of usNo, no?Hell yeahGot me flippin in tha northcoastHomie, rememba it's tha crook that wrote tha bookI'm off tha hook (off tha hook)Ya'll niggaz betta tak another lookCuz if you playa-hate tha boneThen ya life'll get took, so quickNeva bringin you no bullshit manFace ta faces n asiassin gameBringin tha heat Ya'll niggaz bringin it lameBut if you wanna bring tha painThen you gotta maintainComin in on anutha levelI'mma put you on date, at tha top of tha pileFake niggaz wanna claim my styleBut imma break em on downHo, you gotta kill me niggaCuz itz tha thuggish ruggish soundThat ya lookin for, betcha foEverybodyz boy wanna be like bone n stay highLil kidz no longer wanna be like mikeThatz right, they tryin ta be like boneN keep thuggin fa lifeGettin ready for tha end dawgWit my nigga ken dawg, hustlaz, shiftaz n treIi tru, aj, all tha same muthaphukkaz from around my wayThis iz how we playEveryday itz tha same ol' sameAround my way, around my wayWe'll be thuggin ah-round my wayThis iz how we playEveryday itz tha same ol' sameAround my way, around my wayCome around my way, my way, my wayItz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thugItz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thugVerse 2: bizzy, wishLil nigga wanna come n feel my pain(pain)On tha brain itz a stress, a strainTha game iz pain(pain)What about those hoez, oh noLil quija fa sure to teach boneN if hez wrong, well hez goneFor my journey ta keep me strongBut dear lord i miss my peopleN it just seemz so evilN that i cant kiss my kidz goodnightPuttem ta bed, they're so tiredGetcha sleep n thatz alright,thatz alrightI'll get mine, yeah i'll get mineIt'll take time, minimum crimeWeed n wine i'll be just fineGot sumpin buggin on my peopleWhut? In tha bakk of a caddyJumpin out caddies, spreadin through alleyzIn cleveland n cali like daddy n uhNo luv formore