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Clog up yo Mind

アーティスト:Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  アルバム:The Art Of War  作詞:HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/MC CANE BRYON/SCRUGGS CHARLES  作曲:U NEEK/MIDDLETON TIM 

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Krayzie: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind? Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect, and nigga pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, this strictly for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel a Mossberg pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with. 'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam, dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask, and he passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my (back/bank). Layzie: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga, gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though. When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top. Double glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair, it's them Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep. You can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up. Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test, stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be dead. Bizzy: Sit back and let this thug shit


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