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BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY lyrics : "Wildin"

[Chorus:]
You need some reefa we smokin that bomb bay
You need some liquor we pourin it all day

Lookin for drama my ^!$$%s be wildin' [x2]

[Krayzie:]

Guess who just stepped in the club
Them ^!$$%s that don't give a thuggish ruggish motha$#&@
We come to party, some of my partners come to $#&@ it up

Stuff em, turn the $#&@in music up
Get it crunk, ^!$$% what
Fill up on my ^!$$%s cup

Watch out for security, cause we bout to blaze the doob up
Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb
So come on ride the train, you should ride it

Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter
We keep that fire, fire baby, baby
Krayzie, faded, we blaze %#@! all day

When we rumble, uh oh
We just like animals out the jungle
Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes


[Chorus]


[Layzie:]
Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin
Me and Wish just got to the club

And man they better let us in
Cause we got cheese to spend
And I know they really don't want no trouble

My heat get double double or we got get on a hustle
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party
Cause a Bone Thug party get wild

Get foul in the crowd like do that what?
Do that %#@! right now
We the same damn ^!$$%s, sellin yayo, sippin 40s

Wearin khakis with the timbs on, motha$#&@as know the story
We can't leave rap alone, the game need us
Think you can handle us or beat us, come on cleatus

Mess up that drank you drankin
Puff on that weed you smokin
My ^!$$%s ain't never jokin

And I came to get you open off this weed...

[Chorus]


[Bizzy:]
!@&@e & Henny and I'm feelin irie

Wanna try me, #~!!@ ^!$$% die, we
Slide up in the club, ready, collide
Wanna get wild, hey, highly

Intoxicated, $#&@ed up that firy
Dirty rotten
Glock in the back, and please believe it

Watchin you ^!$$%s hold Jesus
What is the secret, what is the reason
Clutchin my metal trinkets

Wish bring the pain for these ^!$$%s
Please believe it


[Wish:]
I'm a drink, I'm a smoke
When I hit the club I'm in the back door

Bringin no problems
But if you want em we can dance ho
Higher, higher, put a little henn in that cris

It'll make you righter nicer
Drunk as $#&@ but don't get it twisted
I will light cha, fight cha

In the middle of the party
With a hundred thugs right by me
And you don't wanna try me

What I got to lose
And I'm mad as $#&@ comin out they shoes, move
Bring your own smoke

And your own drink, that's thug's rules foo

[Chorus]

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