Chorus - Master P

Nigga, nigga, nigga
P and Bone nigga
Ughhhhhhh
And we gonna be here
Till we dead and gone nigga

Master P

I couldn't gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas
600, Fearris, and Rolls
We couldn't run from niggas
cause we bout it bout it
I'm from the set where my
niggas get rowdy rowdy
We gon hang niggas
We gon bang niggas
We gon slang niggas
Cause we trigger niggas
Banger got cheese nigga
Never fall nigga
Put my name on the wall
when I'm gone nigga
Cause I'm a soldier
No Limit finest
Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up nigga
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me I'ma split 'em
Throw up your something
soldier rag if you ain't
with 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else East 99 will get with 'em

Chorus - Master P

Layzie Bone

Little Lay done traveled
around the world
Caught a few cases
Seen so many faces and so many places
Ace this game
Why do you try to erase
this on a daily basis
Give me my spaces
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the
air and holler
"Mo"
Could you do me that and
I'll hit you back
Little nig just don't know
where my thugs at
Some at the track on the
back chrome gat
Some around the corner
selling that crack
Some of my thugs in the penn dead wrong
Got a lot of my thugs in
the grave long gone
May they rest in peace
My nigga sleep
Nigga be creep thugging
till we all deceased
Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E
T-Rock got shot
Lord bless 'em please bless thier seed
For real we tru to the thugs
representing that Land
Putting it down for the
nation of thugs man
So you understand
Now whats wrong with your game
Wounds be getting to shooting
Fuck the law
Keep packing that steel
Real real when your riding
the feel just chill
And peace will be still
Nigga from Cleveland to New Orleans
Across the sea and ocean
Master P and Bone thugs
Coast to coast
We steadily rolling putting it down

Chorus - Master P

Krayzie Bone

Niggas niggas if you with me
Don't be talking about it
nigga come get in the car
Reach in the back for the AK
Okay
Lets see if you ready for war
Scoping the target
Mark it then you pull out your
weapon and spark it
Nine millameter, heater,
streetsweepers, and
sawed-offs
Shit
Bitch hear me ticking
I'm bound to blow
Nigga better get on the floor
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you dropping you might as
well give me your bank
Look in my eyes
They so surprised
Cause they must have
thought I was studio
What do ya know
Nigga jumped out of the
video and fucked you up
Aw shit
Here come the police
Now tell me what it is you want?
I got the same thing you
got so it all depends on
who the sharpest shot
Lets get it on
Boy your funerals after if
dead Krayzie snaps
Cause there be to many
bloody bodies bagged up
off in the back
Fucked up
We wouldn't of had to
resort to violence
But man the nigga was raised that way
And I'm gon stay that way
even if I die today
But what can I say?
I picked a fucked up game to play
So I gotta get up and move out
Face the shoot out
So I'll be on my way

Chorus - Master P

Wish Bone

Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas wanna let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But it's a shame cause I
do the same thing
Still from the streets
Indeed you'll bleed when
your fucking with me and
B-O-N-E
Yeahhh
We the Mo Thug warriors warriors
Fuck them stories that them
haters be telling
Huh
You run up we murder ya
Stressed out niggas on weed
Fuck niggas don't like me and police
I'ma keep it real all the
way down till the end
All I wanna do is smoke
weed with my friends
Make ends
Anyday can be your last one
Thats why a nigga gotta carry guns
Don't you wanna have some fun
Come come
Bloody red red rum

Flesh-N-Bone

Me telling ya
Yeah
See me and my niggas we
down for whatever
Yah heard me?
No matter the cause
Follow the paper chase thats
straight to the income
Ya'll get fifth thugs
Your nigga thats ready for war
Lets battle
Stepping with cannons
Come with my handbook
Niggas with (?)
But if you choose you lose
Them niggas will fucking fool
Come and get a abused
If you've paid your dues
My niggas you've learned
the golden rule
You gotta do what you gotta do
But priceless
So many done test don't try me
(?)
Niggas come to stay tru
Digging his grave
They dieing
They recognize the Cles from C-L-E
Hooked up with niggas from New Orleans
My niggas at No Limit
Gotta make more cheese
It's Bone and P

Chorus - Master P

Master P
Ha ha
P and Bone nigga
Yah heard me?
And we gone be here till we
dead and gone nigga
This is dedicated to every
mother fucking rapper that
went before us
Yah heard me?