Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Don't Waste My Time lyrics

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Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got







Shit, we done come up a long way

We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say

Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day

They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more."

They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You sure?

Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)

We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up

Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business

So quit all that beef and come get this cheese

Nobody really been knowin the drama we done seen

Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell

And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock

Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's

Actin like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas

We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough

Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for broke





I don't waste my time without no dollar sign

If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine

And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine

But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war





See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law

And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin

Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes

And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)

Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin

Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up

You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case

It's dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."

I'll be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems

Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth

Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out

Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money

Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely love me

I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the poor

But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore





I don't waste my time without no dollar sign

If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine

And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine

But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war





Choke like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44

Smoke and think platinum, gun in my coat

Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill

Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be still

Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the vest

Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips

I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead

Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head

Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up

"That dick is kinda small, my bitch is too much."

C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it

Haters holdin a motherfuckin gun

Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough

Signs are soon delivered, the rivers are filled

Praise Jesis in this ghetto thesis

Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)





I don't waste my time without no dollar sign

If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine

And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine

But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war





Bone Thugs -N- Harmony









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