Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Pay What You Owe lyrics

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Y'all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY

They know I'm crazy by the flow

N-gga never lazy 'bout my dough, dough, dough

I'm in the flesh but I'm quest for mo'

Bizzy, Wish, & baby just pay me the money I'm owed, owed, owed

Ooooh yeah

Back is that mighty reala

Ooooh yeah

Doin' it the way they never

Ooooh yeah, Ooooh, oooh yeah, ah yeah

See, all I know was get out and get it

I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb

Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong

Livin' by the motto: To each his own

Got speed, it's on

Flesh freed, he home

Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan

Designed by the Man upstairs

This testimony and we say, 'We can, we can! '

We can do it

Gotta put ya mind to it

Put ya feet in the dirt

Just push right through it

When shit get rough

You gotta stick to it

Play that Bone Thug music

It's that feel-good music

Chill or act a fool with it

Real thug n-ggas with real-life drama is just like watchin' a movie

Soundtrack of my life

Right how they bounce back more than twice

Alright, I admit we done did some crazy sh-t

But I stop, repent

Kept God in my sights

Recognize it was a fight

Either you're wrong or you're right

Let the song be the light

Eternally them Bone Thug soldiers

I'm Mighty Mo-Thuggin' fo' life!

Ooooh, yeah

They back, finna hit y'all with that mighty real good, ooooh

No doubt about it

You bound to feel it good

We still hood, even though we came up

Changed the whole game up

No matter how much they angry steady saying we ain't the same.

Pointing the blame at us

The only thing is I'm a go get it even if I gotta split your wig

They can't get enough of my style cause I got the job well done winning it (winnin' it)

Big up's to all of my hustlers

While the globe spinnin', it ain't time to sleep

Break me off a piece of that paradise pie

'Til the day I die, I'm a represent my peeps

Hit up food from all of this

Somebody sneak they piece

Nothin' but heat for the streets

Now turn up that Bone beat (beat)

They tried to hold me, but couldn't keep me down cause Flesh got a whole world of my trues to be found

You owe me money, man

If not I gotta get my respect

It's too many years of grindin'

Baby mama want my royalty checks

It ain't about Twista

But nobody flippin' their tongue like Ripsta

No n-gga done caused my earthquake like march

Remember that way little Capo got hurt when

My n-ggas is hurtin' daily

Good thing Wally see me and Krayzie

They would have just left them hailin

And there were shots in the melee

It was never to protect myself

Little Layzie got em baby!

And I pop, popped everyone else

Tanks swell over the double

Me problems tends again and never left

When I see the face of Zee

Bothers me, back'n yo step!

You never could feel my wepts (remember that)

Would never have got dissed with Bone

Off to another dimension

You owe me, but I'm on my own

Now come on!

YEAH!

Still chasin' that paper, dawg

And I won't slow down 'til I done made it all

They better give me what's mine

I'm a get it then go grind

Get up in it one mo' time (time)

Better ask about my rep

Better check yourself, self, self

They must've thought I was somebody else, body else

Yeah, everybody better

Bet they'll never own us

We originated that there, sho' nuff

Better run and go get they flow heard

Came from Cleveland, Ohio

The realest that I know

They'll never sound nothin' like Bone, clones!

Them faders, the greatest, and even the haters is singin'

Yeah we make 'em zone

We make 'em sing, sing!

No matter what they say

Everybody, all know Bone changed the game, game, game

We made them sing like me

Against the grain, grain, grain

If they don't wanna respect me and where I come from

I tell 'em they can run on up, come on over and get 'chu some, get 'chu some, some

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