Servin' The Fiends

Spooks

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
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