(Chours) Bone come break'em down Takin no shortz no losses man (*4) (Way down Way dowm) I'm taking a swig of the burb word down on my fith and swerve drunk cause I've been on the curb get up to purchase some hurbs to ease up my nerves while a ****** got rocks to serve heard about thugs n hustlaz but never new nut like thugs before were druggin em up dumpstars suck these thuggish ruggish nuts peep this cup **** wonna do some dirt put em in work and I hit em where it hurts puttin that damn ball first and i'll hit em with a Qigui curse come worse to worse duck if you wanted to test bone the conce quences are fatal ready me strap pap puting me sawed up clack back cause I be livin my label RUTHLESS!! and instead of me putin it down just for the love of money YA!! For the better waste like clair for the love that brought me here droppin peace to the double glock ready when the trouble knocks pop pop your pistol now if a *** wanna run up gun up put em on the ground make em lay down stay down huminies more with thug **** mo murda that clown five ***** low down from the roughness and I swereve try to crap these bones bring all your strechers your jelly your ___________your coffin___________ come get that ***** towed by the boss bietch anit takin no shortz no losses (Chours) ******* Go false with me now Krazie that **** pump pump *** thats my daily thang down with the pain bang swangin dem thugs hit but it don't matter man sane to the brain my **** so who could you __________________________________________ decide you want some of this now worth 1 bid and ****** were comin to cut cha if he lip ya the same old stick and I flip on that thing me ***** that be tryin to stud the thugs but *** back up it's a bone thang what never takin no shortz no losses creepin up out of my glid see mo murda mo murda and Quiji will be with me creepin on ah come up doin it for the love of money (Stalkin getfo smokin jackmo ready to pap you if have to) remember me no surrender killa me comin mo diggin a coffin me no pretender Leather Face takin no shortz no losses (Chours) Aint takin no shortz no losses tossin *** all up in em coffins lett em no when they run up I gun gatem got to know who the boss is see pop pop let em drop mo thugs them *** is nothin but killas me creepin we needin me money we seen him we caught him we hung him Uh!! I'm lovin my thug **** my click this nothin but hustlaz **** ya know that I'al hurt ya sorry gotta murda my bustaz now hard time gotta grind get mines even if it means pap thats your life and a ***** gotta die by a sword or the gauge or my 9 cover my palm got slugs all up in ya now what should a ****** just like a ***** anit no ___ that trigger you punk its a Wi$h bone no shortz gotta get mine ya it's my time me and my thugs smokin and choke let a **** P o d of that wine (Chours) ______________ Darkside come creep in ah hard **** if you test my hood it will be your losse even if you bring your click and tied but look it aint no good can't ***** aint my gang no thugs the bullets they bang em strange the ____ and drugem up off the clair we strip em and beat the brains out I gotta give to all my trues instead of me paying me dues we *** with nothin to losse trippin and sippin on brews and nothin to fool mo thugs we commin to smoke mo bud think for the green leaves *** we pull them trees I up all on my chesse now give me no what me need remember me killa drug della still a real *** and i'm going to dig you so *** if you run I'm profound to rip in me put in me word puttin me bullets in hurt better run the joggin diggin you deep in the dirt squirt blood seen the bone aint takin no shortz no losses (Chours) Long gone Lazie makin me run some ***** up bud little ripstar get your cleaver thug sawed off my ********* show they nuts and guts runnin up out they cut pumpin bucks ready to **** you up lets busem instead me dumpin thugin on the clair oh ya the smokin got out on the lady jumpin wit players lettin me pump and bullet fealin the glock glock grow we be pukin out of the window we peep the puke commin out the puke on out the back door bang on the darkside ride pick up your tek and fly while I die by all my remorsed with the times of the 99 ride me killa brave *** comin up out my friends REST IN PEACE run away from the police jumpin that barbwire fence into flamin dazin guage was blazin got to watch for the pop pop raisin up on me turn around and faced em pump pump and fade em now