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You're feelin' the strength of the rump, step up,
hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel, just be thuggin',
straight buzzin', lovin' your peoples 'cause we so real.
Chill, better bring your weapon, when steppin',
bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip,
not to mention, never knew no competition.
But I gotta get mine, so scream out, "Mo!" and let me hear ya holler,
not about that mighty dollar, ro1l with the Bone,
mo' thugs will follow.
Chain gang remainin' the same,
flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew,
thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggin' trues, fools. -Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Well it's the nigga the nigga the nigga the once again
And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend
But see all that they win is a MAC-10
It's blastin', pick up my gun
And now you're running now from the assassin
Pumpin' the clip and you askin'
"Who in the fuck was that masked man?"
The nigga that pulled the trigga
'Cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger
But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap
Nigga that's runnin' the pack
They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life
I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin
You're fucked, because your niggas
They heard that I buck
So don't think you'll win when I got my steel
And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain
well, like I'm insane
And know I can throw the gauge if you complain
There's never another to go with a brother
While smutherin' suckers been goin' undercover
We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going to get caught
But who was the sucka that's squealed on a murder?
Well, 187 The weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson
I grab my Smith & Wesson
For punks that run to test
And so punks get ready to drop
'Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked
And I'm kickin a gangsta twist
Let's keep 'em moving in flow motion-Flow Motion


I'm given up love to the hustlas,
All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet,
And you better believe gotta have that cheese,
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep,
Stay on the grind, get mine,
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine,
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes,
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven,
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin',
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin,
Feelin one-eight-seven,
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat,
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up,
Won't sleep till I'm done up,
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme,
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up?,
Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me,
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money, -Foe Tha Love Of Money

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