Servin' The Fiends

Hey hey holla holla nigga

What's happening?

I got the biggest boulders right here motherfucker

These motherfucking rocks fat,

Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't wanna see

None of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block

Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off

Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block

Verse 1: Bizzy Bone

Who servin' tha fiends

Hundred thousands of green

For the love of money

Cash all around me

Demons can cloud me

While I'm in the county I can die

Flipped up my style-y as we came at the same time

Baby tempted, in the tension

Ouija shit got you demented

Crash the Benz and ending your sentence

Born for criminal defendants

Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking

Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine

Animals move animals reputed

Every daily grades let it be the reason

My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies

In Eden leading seeping

And I don't wanna rock the pump

But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk

I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me what

Nigga that thuggish ruggish fuck them up

Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit

All of my dogs all of we lie

Nigga you touched and stuck on murda

Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts

It was the 7th sign regime

Wid the nines and beams the philly and green

Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me

Ya couldn't go wrong wid we

Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead

I rather run up and smash you wid a passion

And they chalking it off his head

Nigga instead I'ma let them bleed

Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead

Hook:

It's just another day I gotta get paid

Who got the biggest boulder

Who servin' tha fiends

(Repeat)

Verse 2: Layzie Bone

Now could this be B-O-B

The bad boy the Bone

I be thugging for eternal

Wanna test me it's on

Now where my niggas at

Pull a nigga wig back

Nigga dig that dig that

All original peep the zone criminal here we go

>From a place where a nigga might bury ya

Nigga act up and I betta take care ah ya

Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war

Nigga I'm America's Most

Barely coast ta coast

If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me

But if you lie ta me and don't die for me

Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me

Sleepwalk shit talk nigga

That be running from niggas in the ghetto

Now get on my level rebuking the Devil

Representing like ah heavenly rebel

Even though my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up

And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench

For the funny shit

All about the murda for the love ah money shit

Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade nigga

If you got and I want it I'ma take it

Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it

Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit

Half baked and gone off this indoe stick

Wanna hit it call just as you next

Hit it two times and pass

And nigga hold ya breath

Lay playing wid a half deck

Playin' wid ah half deck

Hook

Verse 3: Flesh N Bone

I'm fucked up but I bail on the darkside

Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo

Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo

Nobody be fucking wid Bone top platinum

So ah now that you got that album fool

Tell me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it

Stay drop and hit up they head

That ch'all can go and get

Peepin' here they come wake it off

So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick

Servin' them paper murda them 1-8-7 ova haters

Fuck you be done,

Did it wid niggas do whateva they gotta do

My nigga just do what ya gotta do

Even if you gotta spark a few

Just rob a few jack move

It's just another day I gotta get paid

Niggas ain't rapping the same way

Made niggas it figures now thug wid these niggas

That eating betta than the nigga

Betta lay in low so when the po-po rolling

Stroll on my depths as a criminal

Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up

Nigga let's show this shit be real

But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats loco

Straight smoke ah motherfucka do it fast

Bucking 'em down here red on his back back

Hook