B.Y.O.B

-Chorus-Flesh N Bone-

Let's go to this gangsta, thugsta party, party/Party G's and T's we got mo' weed/Guaranteed to rock your body/Yes, indeed, Flesh B-O-N-E/I'm throwin' a gangsta party/Party G's and T's we got mo' weed/Guarenteed to rock your body/Yes, indeed, Flesh B-O-N-E ...

Flesh n Bone

Come peep out a thugsta, thugsta, gangsta/Hot shh, your host for the Mo, steady here for the northcoast/Keep sendin' new heat for the street, for the streetsweep, bumpin' your jeep/Most niggas, they can't understand me/I be the playa with the masterplan, Flesh be the man/Can any man stand when against my band Bone Thugs-N-Harmony?/My army's stormin' thru lands/And I thought you knew, well, you shoulda known, Flesh ain't alone, even when i'm rollin' solo/I know about a hundred more Gs at home/Come now, fuck with it, i'm so deadly/Come, yeah, they wanna go steady/Pump chump, wanna they try to come test me, but come handle it if you dare/They left him hung, and he fuck with my style, OWW!/He mellow, but still wild/And yo, I been bad as hell since a little child, sippin' on fo'ties, drinkin them black and mild/In the meanwhile, i'm throwin' up thugsta parties every last weekend/Got all my neighbors callin' the police 'cause we disturbin' the peace, that's how we do it off in Cleveland/The hoe's better hop, let's kill it, they get no chillin/And I got niggas thievin' on St. Clair, nigga, wig spliters, feel us, the illest drillers./I'm havin' a party, invite all gangstas and thugs/You wanted to kick it, get in, better bring your own bottle/Plus bring your own bag of bud

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Flesh n Bone

I willing to static, shit'll get critical, niggas with problems handle them/Swing, a Luisville Slugger done the head bashin' into this candelier/Silly mothafucka didn't know that I was scandelous/How many think that i'ma stop, but i'm not!/Just cause the way that i'm shinnin', flash all of my diamonds, bling makin' you blind/Us niggas still down for the grind/An elite be the mastermind, and he still down to gangbang, homie done slang/And I got my damn thang, they bitches change/Call me Armageddon, be the new name/But still he insane, just like all the rest of my St. Clair thugstas/Never no love for the bustas, how can I trust a bitch-made sucka, so it's a must that I dust ya/So, what's up?! What's crackin?!/Nigga, tell me really what's happenin?/Reach my hand back to put smack and lay the tool flat, they gonna get found, messin' with the bankroll/I'm Stack, and yeah, i'm the nigga with the hits/Hit you with the shit that bump off in your cranium/I'm the number one artist, gettin' the party started quickly/Put a gun blast to this area, HO, HO!/Pump your fist in the air, holler, Mo!,Gangstas and thugstas/We throwin' a showdown, here and I roll, let's go/Follow me, strut my balls, and I let my nuts hang a little bit lower/Over to the neighborhood liquor store to get a drank 'cause a nigga like me hate when i'm sober

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Flesh n Bone

We bail on a mission collectin' cash/Follow, paper chasin', bringin' my green leaves/Stormin' cannons across the nation-wide lands, havin' two hits and pass, not a sucka let hit the rotation, til I pass out, overdose/Keepin' hella the smoke and I don't allow playa hation/I'm the nigga with the bud, look for the spot to go cop us a sack, jack/Then niggas, if you show me no love, try to sell me that short ass shit that ain't phat/Headed back, jet to the set/Now i'm lookin' for the girlie with the wet panties/My niggas bangin' me badly, when I walked in and busted me with my face in the punantie/Damn!/They callin' me nasty, but on the fly it's only the highest nigga that hang to be number one in this hip hop rap game/Eternally remain, Mo Thug, millenium, that's my family/Givin' up love to the one and only G, my man, tell little Eazy, rest in peace/Let's go to the streets to see how many down to ride until the enemy fry/Why they wanna come test me, now they gotta die/I'm not takin' no shorts or loss, and nigga, you floss and you gon' pay the cost/Gon be dealin with the Nina Ross/Don't be fuckin' with the Cleveland boss, get tossed

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