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Krayzie Bone

"Follow Me"

[Young Noble]
I am not the type of n*gga to play no games
You was good as gone
You caught up in my aim
We do this for practice
You f*cking with masters
Of our craft see this style
My n*gga I own this
In my own lane not keeping up
With the Jones's
Ain't nobody gave me sh*t
Lil n*gga I earn't this
Erytime I'm in the booth
My n*gga I burn sh*t
Gotta stay up on them toes
Then Tables they turn quick
All the crime I be doing
I'm surely gon die rich
All I do is keep it moving
The sure is the time tick
All this music to this point
They label it timeless
Come walk tall through the storm
My credit is spotless

[Chorus: Young Noble]
Take a look around tell me what you see
Momma raised a man
The streets raised a G
New thug brother sh*t
n*gga follow me
Outlawz, Bone Thugs
You know who we be
C'mon
(X2)

[Krayzie Bone]
There ain't no other that can get it how I get it, independent with it, still the realest, still no competition in it
So if you think about contending you should think a minute cause you dealing with some authentic n*ggas that truly venting
Lyrical menace critical to the finish
So here we go to the finish
Let's see if n*ggas really on their defense
Thug nation, I pledge allegiance to my legion of thugs, we give a f*ck, quick to f*ck a n*gga up, ah!
That n*gga Krayzie gotta spit at em' in style
Like get at em sound
And you don't wanna get caught in the middle of it
My thug brother Nobel holding me down
Bust off a couple of rounds
Suckas be hatin but a n*gga love it
I'm still running with the AK 47 busting n*ggas in the belly, you mother f*ckers ain't ready for this
I shoot the rugar, turn n*ggas into manure
Maneuver ya to the sewer
Persuader I hit ya deadly as sh*t you done
Don't make me introduce you to the clip and gun
It's not a pistol, oh no it's just a tongue
It's official now, the killing has just begun, has just begun
A real n*gga from the "G" age
Y'all chumps better behave
Cause if I gotta pop the trunk
Then i'ma c*ck the pump
And tell the cops come mop you up, they go mop you up

[Chorus]
Take a look around tell me what you see
Momma raised a man
The streets raised a G
New thug brother sh*t
n*gga follow me
Outlawz, Bone Thugs
You know who we be
C'mon
(X2)

Take a look around tell me what you see
Peeping the whole scene
Whatevers going on around me (Hail Mary)
Brain cloudy, I told you n*ggas never doubt me
Ten toes, Young No, Outlawz

Take a look around tell me what you see
Momma raised a man
The streets raised a G
New thug brother sh*t
n*gga follow me
Outlawz, Bone Thugs
You know who we be
C'mon
(X2)

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