Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWI: Clog Up Yo Mind
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Yeah
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Nigga
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Would you
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Krayzie Bone
Now I’m a nigga that keep to myself
I don’t fuck with nobody
I’m quiet
I’m thuggin’
But I also flex
May God protect the nigga pulled the trigger on my cousin
And I might be crazy
But as I cruise in my Mercedes
I ride by nigga
You wanna spray
Hey I buck swiftly ‘fore the police come
I’m immune to this shit
‘Cause I’m rollin’ with the niggas in the hood
And that’s how we play
Wanna feel a Mossberg pump hit your chest
Them sawed-offs ain’t shit to be fuckin’ with
Lucky that my niggas ain’t peel you
Nigga we’re devil like kiss it
See you flipped again in the Land got the upper hand
‘Cause he got the red beam
Dead they lay
If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask
And he passed and I bet he blast
And an innocent nigga should’ve never been there in the first place
Fall
You got your curse today
Ha!
Wanna die hard nigga
Wanna get up back and buck and fuck shit up
Do what you want
Sure bitch
Krayzie Bone real with my mine
And when I let loose
You’ll feel the vibe nigga
Kill ’em by the trigger
‘Cause I gotta get the money
Get the platinum for the pay
But I’ma be thinkin’ ’bout my business
And I gotta do some flippin’
If a nigga ain’t got my bank
Chorus: Layzie Bone
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Mind
Mind
Layzie Bone
For the love of the money I keep splittin’ it yo
Just a platinum lil’ nigga
Gotta let ’em hang low
Swangin’ lead from my 44 magnum though
When I’m lettin’ niggas know
I’m a-takin’ no shorts so
Any and all y’all intentions on jackin’
Then nigga you better figure again
And quit plottin’
Takin’ over this game
It ain’t stoppin’
‘Til to the top
Double glock’n
And it’s not forgotten
Pistols pop
From the Clair
It’s them Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E and we made it
And a nigga wanna hate me ’cause I’m famous
Fuck ’em leave ’em dead in the streets
You can’t blame us killa
Never finna catch me without my heat
When I’m thuggin’ in the streets
And I’m rollin’
Thuggin’ ’bout a dozen deep
You can’t fuck with me
Feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin’
Blow you up
Y’all know we don’t worship sin
It’s the hearts of men that we test
Stress
Wanna be blessed
Confess
Understand that the ways for sin to be dead
Chorus: Bizzy Bone
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Mind
Mind
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Mind
Mind
Nigga
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Mind
Mind
Muthafucka
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Mind
Nigga
Bizzy Bone
And it ain’t promised that all the souls would last to the day ’til after tomorrow
And if you follow the end of the world
Shit it comin’ so soon
It’s so hard to swallow
I know
I know
Hey
Gotta get down for my thang
You’ll need a coffin
Pray that my soul’s gonna get you flossin’ out with a bang
Welcome to the lab where one of my chemicals unfold
With those I’m rollin’ a flow-mo
And takin’ an alley dodgin’ the po-po
No mo’ but I let it rest while in the asylum stressin’
Demon was screamin’
I’m fiendin’
When I’m put in prison
But I got out and I learned my lesson lesson
The moment my Mama had me (…?…) to Pop
But not with my daddy
But I reached the peak of happy
So I give praise in the face last it blast it
Send ’em out for the Bone
Hit ’em up and messin’ up their bodies
Runnin’ with all of my murda mo
Thuggish ruggish niggas kill ’em you die
Killa be thuggin’ and stressin’ our page
Startled in the by the distance of me grave (…?…)
When the Bone (?) victim
Had to shake up in a daze I left ’em
For the love of money
Make me go crazy
And Benjamin Franklin please come save me
Lil’ Eazy told me
Roll with you then I will smoke you
(…?…)
Fiend for the green
See the bodies sweatin’ for disease
Stand in the midst with a glitch and I’m a pop up away
And child confused before me
Chorus: Wish Bone
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Yeah
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Come on
Come on
Come on
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
Would you
Sit back and let this thug shit clog u your mind
Wish Bone
Now give it to ’em
Yeah
Gotta sit back
Smoke and choke
Meditate
Mental state
When the Bone be on
We steadily creep on
Givin’ you what you need and
Eternal Bone
Shock you
Drop you
Pop you
Let ’em know Bone ain’t no hoes
No no
You haters make me feel like
You wanna feel my muthafuckin’ fo’-fo’
But I gotta stay clean
‘Cause ooh
They don’t let us see green
I’m needin’ some cheese
Yeah me and my niggas and this Mo Thug
Mo Thug cavalry
Armies be
Ready to ride when it’s time to ride
Ready to kill when it’s time to kill
You gon’ die
You gon’ die
I bet you
If you really wanna run down Bone
Then come on
Come on
If you really wanna ride down with this thug shit
Come on
Come on
Krayzie Bone
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind
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