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    [Intro: Twista]
    Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck Right Back At Your Ass
    For The 07 We On Some New Shit
    Now You Have Tried And You Have Died
    So From Now On, The Midwest Is Unified
    And We Bout To Hit You Wit Some Shit Like This

    [Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
    Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    (Niggas aint no hoes)
    In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
    What you runnin for
    (Nigga what You runnin for)

    [repeat 2X]
    Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

    [Twista]
    What you know about grown thugs, Bone Thugs N Harmony
    Ima be lettin everybody know about it
    Steady trippin and bitchin over stylez when we shoulda been getting gwop
    I aint no motherfuckin hoe about it
    Now take a shot of patron sit back and zone
    On some niggas united cause we the shit when we spit
    Early on all the vision was hazy
    Now its just Krayzie and Layzie Wish and Twis in this bitch
    We be snappin so accurate with the lyrics when we pop it we make everybody
    Go nuts, Nigga hold up, got the competition sewed up, go get me something to roll up
    And I spit it for my niggas and bitches I know in the ghetto
    And all of my ballers and my family doing fed time
    And everybody thats hating on the science of this alliance
    For violence high instance I'll show you its bed time
    Crack to herbs, sendin niggas back to work
    Bone thugs you cant ask for more
    Gotta hit em with what the fans asking for
    Aint no way that you can fuck with the fantastic four
    Niggas dont wanna see me, cause they know that ima do ya
    And leave you totally crushed
    When I told Mr.Ouija that I wanna know my future
    He told me that it was us now what you talkin bout

    [Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
    Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    (Niggas aint no hoes)
    In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
    What you runnin for
    (Nigga what You runnin for)

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    [repeat 2X]
    Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

    [Krayzie Bone]
    Now everybody wanna know about it
    If its certified, they heard it through the gravevine
    Could it really be real, is it a rumor or a straight lie
    Proof is in the music so you cant deny we changing times (why)
    History is in the making nigga get ready for this thug invasion
    And lots of money making
    Hundred millions we could learn to make a killin real niggas
    And too bad for the contenders
    We can spit it, and go round for round (round for round)
    Take em straight back to the underground (underground)
    Bone and Twist on some shit like this
    Make a nigga stop quick like whats that sound (whats that sound)
    You fanna hear a nigga really fuckin dope
    And got that nigga Twista creepin on the cause
    Swisha full of bud
    Give a nigga love
    Feel it through the blood
    This is for the Thugs (what)
    Maintain all day on the paper chase
    The fame came but I rather just take the pay
    Man I rather take the millions and not be out on the market
    Or a target for a killing, really
    So my tech-9 right there when you test mine
    Immediatley stretched out
    We breathe for the Mid-West side

    [Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
    Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    (Niggas aint no hoes)
    In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
    What you runnin for
    (Nigga what You runnin for)

    [repeat 2X]
    Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

    [Layzie Bone]
    Look at these killas tonight
    My dawgs with a little drama that a nigga had to witness through the business
    Trying to trap us in this music game
    Can never be defeated
    We all beleive in Jesus and he helps us when we need it
    And thats how we made it through this thang
    Who woulda thought that Lil Layzie and Twis
    Midwest Invasion woulda brought us to this
    Spit yo game talk yo shit you kno just who you fuckin with
    The realest that could spit it, dig it, now here goes another hit
    Cleveland niggas always been on the grind
    Chicago niggas always been on the grind
    Like Makaveli's Thug Nation aint no time being wasted
    Sayin a nigga gotta take it so Im going for mine
    Now could it be that it was already written
    Smokin on the dro but I know I aint trippin
    Glass full of henny with a pocket full of money
    This is real as you get it, aint a damn thang funny
    Real niggas do real thangs, it dont stop
    Real niggas play no games on my block
    Say Im fuckin with you
    Better beleive its Bone and Twista for my homies, for my niggas
    I make that thang pop
    (pop pop pop)
    Ready when the trouble knock
    (knock knock knock)
    Souljas from the double glock
    (glock glock glock)
    Always gonna keep it hot
    (hot hot hot)
    We takin control of yo shit

    [Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
    Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
    (Niggas aint no hoes)
    In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
    Let it ride on them niggas
    Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
    What you runnin for
    (Nigga what You runnin for)

    [repeat 2X]
    Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
    Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)
    (Krayzie Bone till fade)
    Killa
    Killa
    Killa
    Killa

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