Bone Thugs N Harmony Stay Outta Mine Lyrics

(Krayzie)
Stay on the grind n rise on up
Give it all ya got

s___, we dun come up a long way/ We crept up n came, we did our thang, just like the song say/ n____s been talkin about us like its Bone Day/ They say that me n my n____s aint kick it no more, they say we all went solo, n____s aint even speakin no more/ Ya sure? n____ dont they know yall been my dawg since back in the day, yep/ We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up/ Besides, Bone is a business, even if we didnt kick it/ n____ this is business/ So quit all that beef n come get this cheese/ No body really been knowin bout the drama we done seen/ Like my n____ Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell/ (Much love) s___, n we been strugglin n____, so we might spot ya with some bling bling n pull a glock glock/ Thuggish Ruggish n____s, probably heard about us/ Runnin up checkin these bustas actin like they aint gonn respect the thugs (m________as)/ We aint givin a f___ no more, you get smashed if you play with the dough/ Kickin a__ just so that u know/ For the money, we goin for broke/

I dont waste my time with out no dollar sign/ If you aint talkin bout no paper would you stay outta mine/ N dont be tryin to test my patients cuz I do pack a nine/ But yall aint really tryin ta go to war/

(Layzie)
See me n mines was handed the raw end, n____s said f___ it lets law end/ Sick n tired of seein n____s flossin/ Put it down real til I'm in my coffin/ Scrap a lick, cant get me bent/ n____ this tank dont run on fumes/ N if I aint got it you can a__ume I'm bout go get, then n____s is doomed/ Did it, kaboom, cash explosion/ This bank is whut i be foldin/ N n____ better picture me when I be rollin/ Homie this nine is whut I'm unloadin/ Tryin to take me for that easy stick up, you better be pickin up your pace, or get a taste of this 187 murda case/ This dun dotta/ No longer seein tomorrow/ I be screamin I done shot'im/ He shouldnt'a had no problems, top to bottom, ins n outs/ If you dont know then close your mouth/ Guessin games can lead to droughts/ When its all over you a__ out/ Blast bout, number one my family/ Number two dont touch my money/ Number three disrespectin anything that really sincearly love me/ I'mma rep for the strong n weak/ The rich ones n the poor/ But you gatta get on your feet even if they blistered up n sore/

(Krayzie)
I dont waste my time with out no dollar sign/ If you aint talkin bout no paper would you stay outta mine/ N dont be tryin to test my patients cuz I do pack a nine/ But yall aint really tryin ta go to war/

(Bizzy)
Choke, like n____s jump when I hit the corner on 144, smoke/ Decative platinume, gun in my coat/ Stiff in my grill, lames put ya fixin ta skrill/ Look at the perfect one/ Show you ride, please be still/ b___ermilk chest, honey comb, cover the vest/ Black n beautiful oceanary quiverin lips/ I been to funerals, seen em in the casket dead/ Cried so hard, s___ as hurt my head/ FEDs talkin, they watchin me in the bed/ Tearin my broad up/ His d___ is kinda small, my b____ is too much/ C'mon, creep on a come up, n f___in go to the club/ Thugs love it, haters holdin a ma-f___in grudge/ b____, you cant be a judge be real/ Enough is enough, signed sealed n delivered, the rivers or fields/ Praise jesus in this ghetto thesis/ Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, gimmie the reason, cuz I'm a souljah!