RED Distribution, Inc. - 1st of tha Month lyrics

[Hook: Layzie and Bizzy Bone] Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of the month Get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and come up (x2) [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] Hey my n***a we having a wonderful day, and I won't front with ya, why? Cause it's the 1st of the Month And now we smoking, choking, rolling blunts And sipping on 40 ounces, thugging Come, come, we've got the blunts and rum From jumping all nights we high Hit up the block to where? East 99 I get with my n***a to get me some yayo Double up, "n***a what you need?" We got weed to get P.O.D.'ed Fiend for the green leaves Give it up it's the info so you better lay low Cause the popo creep when they roll slow If you can't get away, better toss that yayo Keep your bankroll Yeah we having a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine crime after crime Fin to creep to the pad cause mom's got grub on the grill And we got the 4-0, you know it's the 1st of the month And my n***a we chills for real [Hook] [Verse 2: Bizzy Bone] Wake up and I see that my sister is already dressed She said "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps Watch and make sure no one snatches my check" n***a that's the mailman Sort through the mail and put it up in-a me pocket So I be hitting the 99 to get me a dub For 40 bucks but ain't no bucket ride that RTA Hop on the 10 to the Clair Ready to get em up with-a me thugs And to cash that dum I gotta get paid playa playa holla holla Saint Clair got much to offer Whether it be weed on 93 Or off on the Glock-Glock for some dollars, so Get a bag of dope and a quarter O, oh Most all of my n***as got the same And we gonna roll it all up to smoke Hitting that reefer hydro, you know the cut, so f** them popo Toss all that yayo, and we're gonna say "no" Running through the alley and into the mally Up on the second the sun down Those run from January on down to December I'm lovin' the 1st of the month [Hook] [Verse 3: Wish Bone] It's the 1st of the month Gotta grind gotta get mine In the hood that I claim And I slang on that double 9-9 Gotta find them dubs Gonna get a 40, can a thug get love? What's up? Try to slang on my corner n***a you's a goner: Saint Clair n***as don't like that And selling them dummies making that money Come back n***a, get pap pap From the 1st to the 15th n***as smoke plenty weed But I gotta save, gotta come up Put my rocks on the cut When I get high, n***a blaze that blunt, huh Time to roll to the pad Count up my profits and add it to the stash Gotta watch my back see for n***as that's trying to rob me, fool But never no shorts or no losses Dumping, keeping these n***as up off me, see Gotta search the whole block Spend a couple of bills Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st [Hook] [Verse 4: Layzie and Krayzie Bone] Waking up feeling buzzed, up early morning stretching I'm yawning - lightweight - bent chugga-lugga take a 5th to the dome Instead I kick it with my trues But it's the 1st so I'm getting me hustle on Hop on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone Wanna know did your O.G check come? (Sure put me down) I'mma hop on the bus with Biz (Yo Brother let's get drunk) And I'm coming with blunt after blunt of this skunk n***a T just put me down Oh God how I love when the 1st come around Now, I'm freakin me Black n Mild, headed cross town Cause n***as, the 1st get celebrated Rushing to the block cause I wanna get faded Lookin' all wild cause I'm getting me hair braided We heavy off into this game True to the 1st just call me that pro slang Them nickels and dimes and 20's and 50's The 1st be the day for the dopeman Slanging that c**aine, fool, and I'm working late tonight And all them fiends be loving them thugs Cause I got them rocks for them pipes Come, come with-a ease I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlaz and the Graveyard Shift On the 1st