[Chorus - Master P]
  
  Nigga, nigga, nigga
  P and Bone nigga
  Ughhhhhhh
  And we gone kill ya
  Till we dead and gone nigga
  
  [Master P]
  
  I couldn't gang bang
  With crips and bloods
  But i could stand on the corner
  Wit killas and drugs
  They healing
  Outlaws that reaching for souls
  We ghetto niggas
  600, Fearris, and Rolls
  We couldn't run from niggas cause we bout it bout it
  I'm from the set where my niggas get rowdy rowdy
  We gon hang niggas
  We gon bang niggas
  We gon slang niggas
  Cause we trigger niggas
  Banger got cheese nigga
  Never fall nigga
  Put my name on the wall when I'm gone nigga
  Cause I'm a soldier
  No Limit finest
  Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
  Uhh - uhh
  Hit 'em up nigga
  Get 'em get 'em get 'em
  Miss me I'ma split 'em
  Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em
  Uhh - uhh
  Or else East 99 will get with 'em
  
  [Chorus - Master P]
  
  [Layzie Bone]
  
  Little Lay done traveled around the world
  Caught a few cases
  Seen so many faces and so many places
  Ace this game
  Why do you try to erase this on a daily basis
  Give me my spaces
  Show me some love though
  Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo"
  Could you do me that and I'll hit you back
  Little nig just don't know where my thugs at
  Some at the track on the back chrome gat
  Some around the corner selling that crack
  Some of my thugs in the penn dead wrong
  Got a lot of my thugs in the grave long gone
  May they rest in peace
  My nigga sleep
  Nigga be creep thugging till we all deceased
  Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E
  T-Rock got shot
  Lord bless 'em please bless thier seed
  For real we tru to the thugs representing that Land
  Putting it down for the nation of thugs man
  So you understand
  Now whats wrong with your game
  Wounds be getting to shooting
  Fuck the law
  Keep packing that steel
  Real real when your riding the feel just chill
  And peace will be still
  Nigga from Cleveland to New Orleans
  Across the sea and ocean
  Master P and Bone thugs
  Coast to coast
  We steadily rolling putting it down
  
  [Chorus - Master P]
  
  [Krayzie Bone]
  
  Niggas niggas if you with me
  Don't be talking about it nigga come get in the car
  Reach in the back for the AK
  Okay
  Lets see if you ready for war
  Scoping the target
  Mark it then you pull out your weapon and spark it
  Nine millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and sawed-offs
  Shit
  Bitch hear me ticking
  I'm bound to blow
  Nigga better get on the floor
  Oh, and hey and then when you dropping you might as well give me your bank
  Look in my eyes
  They so surprised
  Cause they must have thought I was studio
  What do ya know
  Nigga jumped out of the video and fucked you up
  Aw shit
  Here come the police
  Now tell me what it is you want?
  I got the same thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot
  Lets get it on
  Boy your funerals after if dead Krayzie snaps
  Cause there be to many bloody bodies bagged up off in the back
  Fucked up
  We wouldn't of had to resort to violence
  But man the nigga was raised that way
  And I'm gon stay that way even if I die today
  But what can I say?
  I picked a fucked up game to play
  So I gotta get up and move out
  Face the shoot out
  So I'll be on my way
  
  [Chorus - Master P]
  
  [Wish Bone]
  
  Yeah yeah
  In the mist of the ghetto
  When I fly ride by die
  Niggas wanna let go
  It's a pain just to maintain
  But it's a shame cause I do the same thing
  Still from the streets
  Indeed you'll bleed when your fucking with me and B-O-N-E
  Yeahhh
  We the Mo Thug warriors warriors
  Fuck them stories that them haters be telling
  Huh
  You run up we murder ya
  Stressed out niggas on weed
  Fuck niggas don't like me and police
  I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end
  All I wanna do is smoke weed with my friends
  Make ends
  Anyday can be your last one
  Thats why a nigga gotta carry guns
  Don't you wanna have some fun
  Come come
  Bloody red red rum
  
  [Flesh-N-Bone]
  
  Me telling ya
  Yeah
  See me and my niggas we down for whatever
  Yah heard me?
  No matter the cause
  Follow the paper chase thats straight to the income
  Ya'll get fifth thugs
  Your nigga thats ready for war
  Lets battle
  Stepping with cannons
  Come with my handbook
  Niggas with (?)
  But if you choose you lose
  Them niggas will fucking fool
  Come and get a abused
  If you've paid your dues
  My niggas you've learned the golden rule
  You gotta do what you gotta do
  But priceless
  So many done test don't try me
  (?)
  Niggas come to stay tru
  Digging his grave
  They dieing
  They recognize the Cles from C-L-E
  Hooked up with niggas from New Orleans
  My niggas at No Limit
  Gotta make more cheese
  It's Bone and P
  
  [Chorus - Master P]
  
  [Master P]
  Ha ha
  P and Bone nigga
  Yah heard me?
  And we gone be here till we dead and gone nigga
  This is dedicated to every mother fucking rapper that went before us
  Yah heard me?