Bone Thugs-n-harmony - Servin' Tha Fiends lyrics

Hey hey holla holla n***a What's happening? I got the biggest boulders right here motherf**er These motherf**ing rocks fat, Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't wanna see None of y'all little n***as up on the motherf**ing block Y'all got ta clear this motherf**a off Curfew n***a, get ta f** up outta here off my block [Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud me While I'm in the county I can die Flipped up my style-y as we came at the same time Baby tempted, in the tension Ouija sh** got you demented Crash the Benz and ending your sentence Born for criminal defendants Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking Millenium sh** like pestilence war and famine Animals move animals reputed Every daily grades let it be the reason My Cleveland n***as revolve like dead bodies In Eden leading seeping And I don't wanna rock the pump But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me what n***a that thuggish ruggish f** them up Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch sh** All of my dogs all of we lie n***a you touched and stuck on murda Smoking up bud and f**ing up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and a n***a like me Ya couldn't go wrong wid we Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead I rather run up and smash you wid a pa**ion And they chalking it off his head n***a instead I'ma let them bleed n***a, immortal warrior from the walking dead [Hook:] It's just another day I gotta get paid Who got the biggest boulder Who servin' tha fiends [Repeat] [Verse 2: Layzie Bone] Now could this be B-O-B The bad boy the Bone I be thugging for eternal Wanna test me it's on Now where my n***as at Pull a n***a wig back n***a dig that dig that All original peep the zone criminal here we go From a place where a n***a might bury ya n***a act up and I betta take care ah ya Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war n***a I'm America's Most Barely coast ta coast If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me But if you lie ta me and don't die for me Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me Sleepwalk sh** talk n***a That be running from n***as in the ghetto Now get on my level rebuking the Devil Representing like ah heavenly rebel Even though my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench For the funny sh** All about the murda for the love ah money sh** Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade n***a If you got and I want it I'ma take it n***a made it and I told ya we'd make it Kept it real and it'd neva be fake sh** Half baked and gone off this indoe stick Wanna hit it call just as you next Hit it two times and pa** And n***a hold ya breath Lay playing wid a half deck Playin' wid ah half deck [Hook] [Verse 3: Flesh N Bone] I'm f**ed up but I bail on the darkside Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo Nobody be f**ing wid Bone top platinum So ah now that you got that album fool Tell me what in the f** you gon' do wid it Stay drop and hit up they head That ch'all can go and get Peepin' here they come wake it off So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick Servin' them paper murda them 1-8-7 ova haters f** you be done, Did it wid n***as do whateva they gotta do My n***a just do what ya gotta do Even if you gotta spark a few Just rob a few jack move It's just another day I gotta get paid n***as ain't rapping the same way Made n***as it figures now thug wid these n***as That eating betta than the n***a Betta lay in low so when the po-po rolling Stroll on my depths as a criminal Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up n***a let's show this sh** be real But stack up realer than a n***a talk gats loco Straight smoke ah motherf**a do it fast Bucking 'em down here red on his back back [Hook]