[Krayzie]   What they really want... {*8X*}      Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the guns   And you might get shot (get shot)   Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heat   To see how much we got (we got) {*2X*}      I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga   Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots   Still don't give a fuck about the law   Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are   Your fuckin with a couple of niggaz that's really insane   I'm talkin loco krayzie as hell   It ain't just a name it's the game   We done loosened up a couple strings   And shook a couple of screws loose in my brain   Besides that man ain't nothin changed   Look at me now   I'm still a thug   Nigga I still smoke bud   (You know) you know I still represent   St. Clair wig split shit nigga what   This is bone thug   Niggaz thinkin I told ya but we put it down like that   And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that   We do it and keep on movin   Guess who's back up in the house   Original cleveland criminals   Niggaz just send them subliminal messages like   "Murda, Mo Murda Murda!"   Never forgot where we come from   Watch how you move your tongue   Cause I got niggaz thats ready to jump off in your ass   And smash and crash   Protect my niggaz for combat   Leather Face at ya and on your ass like   I was a heat seeker creeper the reaper peep you   Sweep you off your feet in cleveland      [Layzie]   I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me (me)   But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you   Introduce you to this heat   I sweep the street   When I draw down let me hear ya say   "Fuck the Law!" now   Rawest niggaz in the town ready to thug and go down   Go pound for pound nigga that's the motto   Let me see you throw them things   And if it's real nigga keep it real   Show me your game I'm sure gonna claim   What the fuck is mine my nigga I'll take it   Grab a player hater by the neck   Choke him out and try to break it   Give me your money   Drop them keys   It's a jack move bitch   And since you haters ain't got no business   That's how we attack your shit   Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the middle of the grammy   And the media might ban me   Nigga this "Mo Thug Family" is for real      [Krayzie]   Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the guns   And you might get shot (get shot)   Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heat   To see how much we got (we got) {*2X*}      [Bizzy]   Pull it up sit up get up and count your money   Before it all gets spent up   And you wanna get rid of   A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch   Fuckin with my wood grain   Everybody still playing that hood game quiet (quiet quiet...)   Especially when it's tired   My evironment ain't nothing but niggaz dying   In a chemical fed injection in Jasper, Texas   Split up these niggaz off in different sections   Don't hate my message   Destiny led to mimic chastity for my daughter   Wad up a niggaz sherm and come listen to the sermon   Swerving in my suburban lick it up with the bottle   But everybody know I got some problems   Had dreams of the Apollo   The fiends had faith in me   Suckas wouldn't run   A nigga not insane   Niggaz still with me bone   Some how they turn up   Run up and get your sign run blindly   Elevate through time nowhere to hide      [Flesh]   Our dogs finna haul off lead sawed off head   Nigga you drippin soakin with bloody body be beggin me   You know what you should've capped like 2-Pac with a glock   They're deadly better not upset my thug mentality sucka   You know you done fucked up don't you niggaz   Runnin up blastin big ass triggers   What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky   Could it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane   For the untamed insane human only the fifth dog   Fuck you thought mothafuck fame   For the fact the shit is a fat game going   Remain number one in the land   Flesh strangle the gang   Bang bang bang I dropped five guards   In the name of the Lord I say   Now how many times will I have to slay today   Will I raise my guage   Oh God   How will I teach ya but it's these tactics that he daily practice   They gonna let you   Don't have it have it   Runnin up you sons of bastards blast it   We sons of assassins match it collecting more cash   That's true your feeling that   Niggaz said all my babies get a million   Struggle with a villain hit them with a venomous blow   I call on my mighty   Y'all can joke   Gonna surround my soul but go with the calico yo   We the tightest you know Mo the Mighty   Yes trues humbly united   My family never divided   Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th Sign   For the FBI you wanna come test my Enterprise   Bitch you better go think twice and open up your mothafuckin eyes   These niggaz can't fuck with the fifth dog finna parlay   Everyday stormin your way you better lay low   So you might just duck when I buck guage   Can't you see my niggaz having a ball all day   Since we having a ball all day mothafuckers player hate      [Krayzie]   Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggaz with the guns   And you might get shot (get shot)   Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all..   You could (fall to your death death) be the first to feel the heat   To see how much we got (we got) {*4X*}