Bizzy Bone - Be Careful lyrics

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Little Layzie made the plan up

And Wish said I wouldn't bust

Til he was witness to my sickness, started pickin' em off

What? When I was a baby, pops callin' me bitch, hurtin' my moms

Gimme the reason to stop your breathin'

And I will leave him eatin' lesions

I ain't even drop the bomb

In the nineties i'm at Juvi,

til I escaped in Cleveland, sinnin' and shootin' Uzis

You won't punk me, a stack don't front me

No crack, put it up and laugh

And get with the Bone Thugs mash

In the winter walkin', real weezy by myself

And dreams of hookin' with Eazy made me queasy

Maybe no food and bad health

You see, my forefathers left me no wealth, put it in my loins

And plus, my groins stay poised

And only count on yourself

Damn, who would've found thanks, swing I'm slick

And even though I'ma stick all of my shit, you better back off em, bitch

Remember crack them broads blastin' with Deuce

Deuce isn't missin' over some dick

I'm still laughin' on my mission

You gotta be careful where you go

You gotta be careful what you do

You gotta be careful who you use

You gotta be careful who you choose

See, in the trenches with my henchmen

Respecting the blessings given on the commison

While my pops is all locked up in prison, I miss him

With no child hood tales, I was a daddy at twelve

Hell, I love my children all is well

Oh yeah, sell a key for payments

See my baby's need it daily

Lay Lay I see you're shady, huh

Niggas must be crazy

I love my lady but no way will she play me for pay, baby

And i'm down for mine, give up my money, money

Nigga, they can't fade me make it clear hustlin' year to year

Why don't you lend in need cause niggas is out here strugglin'

Holdin' back the tears, but it ain't nothin'

Somethin', somethin', but enough to blow up the functions

One of my homies that I buck with, oh

You gotta be careful where you go

You gotta be careful what you do

You gotta be careful who you use

You gotta be careful who you choose

You know what I tell her with hella attitude, do what you gotta do

Go fuck who you wanna fuck

Smoke with whoever you want to

Wait a minute when it might haunt you

And while every nigga in jail found the Lord

Cause it's time to visit the parole board

I stay strapped down, hold the gat down, hit the floor

I'm comin' up outta this motherfucker through the door

Niggas come when the money's abundant

But then start runnin' when it ain't no fun

And when the war gets close, and niggas get gun-sick

Tellin' me to think about my kids

Big bitch, swear to God, they ain't punk

You can turn a ho into a house wife

Or fake niggas into real niggas

Where everyone wanna be in the limelight

Or they wanna be the niggas to kill on the frontline

Stickin to the message,

cause other motherfuckers have you thinkin like prison

They ain't tryin to go to Heaven

Might as well pull out your weapon and blast yourself

I had a vision of a little division

I'm on a mission traveling the world

Talk to all the little children, the adults is fake

And don't listen, watch your back

A nigga had a premonition

You gotta be careful where you go

You gotta be careful what you do

You gotta be careful who you use

You gotta be careful who you choose

I don't wanna rock the pump

But I'ma do it if I have to pop the trunk

And I'ma get 'em niggas thinkin they missed me what

Nigga that thuggish ruggish fucked them up