ease I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas In the graveyard shift on the 1st Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1
, fuckin' around with an SCT And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust So nigga
that poetically Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way In a daze, me puff puff on my reef Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug
and up to no good Red Dog in the trunk and we rollin' that bank Slang that bud on over yo thug So me and tha rest of these thugs can marinate, marinate
those thugs (Thugs, thugs) It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone
Oh no, there's got to be a better way Say it again, there's got to be a better way Yeah, what is it good for? War Man has a sense for the discovery of