Smoking Lovely

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Intro - 2Pac Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it! Thug Love, nigga. What time is it? Yo, I don't give a fuck where you lay at Nigga, it's time to slay these bitch-made niggas! Bizzy Bone - Overlapping 2Pac Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us! Pac Pac run with us. Pac and RIP with Thug Love 2Pac They ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is Where my thugs at? Bone thugs-n-harmony I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it? Bizzy Bone Well, it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord Know that I won't fly by that lesson You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me And I'm not stressing it softly Get 'em up off me, cause all we Wanted was harmony, been bombing em Yell up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level They can't stop me and pop me Nigga, they got me? Fuck no Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down So quick to test, bullet, yes, declare war Roll, I'll flow when I get the gun for the murder Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine Fuck them niggas, it's on All y'all fall! Bizzy getting bitches to test me Bless the floor, and any attempt to arrest me, stress me Lord, looking at death with the last of my breath Follow, follow, my kids! No, don't sin in my steps! Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga believe That I can see it, if needed, and if you really with me And well then let it be, get the greens and we running up over Cleveland 2Pac Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga Thug Love, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out Or do this like punks and punk it out Pull your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me! Thug Love, nigga. Thug life, baby. Thug Luv I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the facts: Thugs is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing when they see me I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name! We all gon' die, we bleed through similar veins Please explain to me, now. Don't panic when my guns burst Heard the last jam, nigga? This one's worse! My nigga Bone held the chrome 'til I came home Thug Luv players tell these bitch niggas "bring it on" I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin' Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and breathe It's a cold-ass world; niggas kill you in your sleep Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. Feel me! Layzie Bone Little thug from the Land, nigga, never ran Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't understand It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put it some work and do some dirt Fuckin' around with the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma Everything I do, it seem to cause drama Ready for the war like a knight in my armor, bomb ya! So quick to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust For the love of the lust, niggas busting on us Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge eruptions! It's the Art of War, putting niggas on the floor When I'm coming through the door, bringing nothing but terror Causing much pain to the nigga that dared us Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. Paired up With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high Thug luv 'til I die, keep my prayer to the sky But I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry So I beg the Lord save us all: escapers of misery Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah Krayzie Bone Here to get it, told my niggas they need get the hell Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck around Buck a couple a rounds, and if your passing through Then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to fucking with this I'm straight devil, not a punk and pretend I reload, buck a little mo' Flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know "So, who ya looking for?" They don't know! A mothafucka with a leatherface Hey, man, she said I ran this way, said I ran that a way Ya hoes'll never know because I got away A criminal mind to keep a nigga on the level Sometimes I get high and analyze your crime Correctly organized and with results, you'll be surprised Wish Bone Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can ride Playa hating niggas, you got to die, it's only right It's over with Bone, better leave it alone Mo Thugs come crack their fuckin' domes Still in the hood, where the thugs play Fuckin' with nothing but thugs, mane Ain't taking no shorts or no losses We cracking them domes around my way Give it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a shovel You can dig a hole; bitches is dead! Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go fled But still gonna bleed bloody red Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight Cause we out riding, looking for you Better run for cover, nigga, duck! We about to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his forehead Makes a move, send flowers straight to his home Put a card in the muthafucka, send it to his mama Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone Outro - Bizzy Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us! Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with Thug Love