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Bone Thug Nature, Naughty By Harmony
Forgive them Father for they not know what they doin' (Yeah)
Treach in the motherfuckin' house
It's time to hit 'em with the real shit (Like Bone Thugs)
If you don't believe me, shake it off like bone, bone, bone, bone
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light with little Layzie's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
This money gon' make me crazy
This money gon' make me crazy, maybe (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light in little Bizzy's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
Money gon' make me crazy
Money gon' make me crazy, baby (All time, listen)
Woke up this mornin' with my eyes wide
Feelin' the pressure of livin' today, now why should I try?
I'm tired of feelin' this pain, game don't recognize game
And any nigga that really ain't feelin' me
Is the epitome of what I be doin', these niggas is slippery
If it's the history, let it repeat itself
Treat yourself, don't cheat yourself
To a life live long, watch your health
Better yourself and take care of yourself
Tell 'em to suck on deez nuts
Money don't grow on trees, what?
Killers will stop and squeeze first
Funny how shit gon' ease up
Strapped with the heat, live in the streets
I gotta go get it, whatever we need
My wife and my seeds dependin' on me
I'm tryna be the best I can be
Talkin' 'bout life, I'm gon' get it twice
Makin' this money for me and my wife
You niggas is wantin' to shut me down
What about the kids? The kids, the kids is straight
Watch how my nigga we dominate
Make it to where you can't concentrate
We releasin' the Peru, we bombin' late
Real life comin' at ya, real life shit can happen
Real life talkin' to ya, now holla at me
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light with little Layzie's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
This money gon' make me crazy
This money gon' make me crazy, maybe (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light in Trigga Treach's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
Money gon' make me crazy
Money gon' make me crazy, baby (All time, listen)
Twenty to twenty to bottles on bottles
A beer in a beer in a wall
A twenty to twenty to twenty to bottles on bottles of
Beer
Now if the one of the one of the dollars on dollars
Happen to happen to fall
It be a click, blaow, click, blaow
Hot or not, brrat-brrat to all of y'all
I got my chrome, protect my dome, plus my mask and my mic
I got my own version called the Ghetto Passion of Christ
Niggas feel theyself too much, can't smell the shit you're in
I wanna save all the children, but I'm pissed like urine
Whether it's telegraph, they tell a spy, tell a lie
Tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised
I keep it funky, fuck ya hustler with a muscly hustler
That's why my OG's, we be hangin' out like rusty mufflers
Don dada dolla, find a grind or not a nine-to-fiver
I love you boo, don't want no more that baby mama drama
Haters call me, I hate it, all who try me, yeah
Whether you're bald or you're braided
Part time hustlers could never fade it, come on
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light with little Layzie's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
This money gon' make me crazy
This money gon' make me crazy, maybe (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light in Trigga Treach's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
Money gon' make me crazy
Money gon' make me crazy, baby (All time, listen)
This life I'm livin' got me ill and sinnin' like every day
I'm spendin' my time preventin' my mind from flippin' and goin' insane
And now that we comin' up in these last days
Rollin' in the fast lane is only contributin' to my bad ways
This ain't even my life, 'cause I was supposed to be livin' forever
Right here in the flesh and not up in Heaven
'Cause I know God gon' make it better
We runnin' around chasin' this paper like that's gon' save us
We so caught up in tryna get famous
It's a shame, but can you blame us?
'Cause takin' in all of this hard times keep on blindin' our mind
While we don't wanna be like God, let's shoot for the stars in the sky
Niggas determined to get rich, I'm afraid gon' lose they blessings
So the question is, do you wanna stay alive or tryna be wealthy?
What are you talkin' 'bout?
Look at these motherfuckers in the streets, walkin' around
Assed out, dead in the winter in another abandoned house
They don't know nothin' 'bout random house
See all my pitiful hands out, baby girl was ran down
Harmony, harmony, stand down
Sound off, Bone takin' the Beverly Hills in round off
Ante up, rubber bands, quicker than you can get an ounce off, uh
Back to the real world where the murderin' happens
It's touchin' everybody, includin' the news and the rappin'
Why would I babble and front and nobody blastin'?
Everybody would only be fittin' out metaphors, put it on Jesse Jackson
And you can just ask him, the rappin' is real
And you can't turn me down like that, I'm still your child
Pac too, I got as much Pac in me as you got in you
Give 'em the game, break it down
Y'all better read the Bible, cuz
Y'all better know who wrote the scriptures
Y'all better protect your soul
Now the Bone is finally focused, pay attention to real talkin'
Seventh sign, Bone Thug, Thugline still shinin' on 'em
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light with little Layzie's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
This money gon' make me crazy
This money gon' make me crazy, maybe (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light in little Bizzy's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
Money gon' make me crazy
Money gon' make me crazy, baby (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light with little Layzie's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
This money gon' make me crazy
This money gon' make me crazy, maybe (All time, listen)
We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives
Money gon' make me crazy, Jesus Christ
I see the light in little Bizzy's eyes
Hope he can see 'em in mine
Money gon' make me crazy
Money gon' make me crazy, baby (All time, listen)
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