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layzie bone & young noble - that's the shit lyrics

[chorus – layzie bone + young n0ble]
you got some money in ya pocket n-gga – that’s the sh-t
comin down on them twenty – fo’s – that’s the sh-t
you a pimp, and you mackin hoes – that’s the sh-t
with ya pinky and ya neck froze – that’s the sh-t
feelin good and you eatin good – that’s the sh-t
you get respect in ya nieghborhood – that’s the sh-t
with a style they can’t f-ck with – that’s the sh-t
young, black, and comin up big – that’s the sh-t

[verse 1 – young n0ble]
yo pockets full and it’s friday – that’s the sh-t
white tee, new fit, with the crispy kicks
keepin it real regular n-gga – that’s the sh-t
still ahead of the compet-tors with authentic thug scriptures
reppin my set n-gga – that’s the sh-t
i been a outlaw every since a baby b-tch
when the hoes get to choosin – that’s the sh-t
cause i know we all f-ckin, we all gettin it in
when sh-t go accordin to plan – that’s the sh-t
cause at the end of the night we all got money to split
when you catch e’m by suprise, d-mn – that’s the sh-t
you thought i wouldn’t make it, you though i wouldn’t rise again
and when we walk up in the spot dogg – that’s the sh-t
they look like is that them boys, yeah that’s them
when you prove all the doubters wrong – that’s the sh-t
bone thugs and them outlaws – that’s the sh-t

[chorus]

[verse 2 – layzie bone]
just got me a new lac with 4 do’s n-gga – that’s the sh-t
brand new 20 inches with fresh vouges had to have that sh-t
slam the do’s on my cadi coupe, crank it up and smash the gas
i really don’t know where i’m headed yet but i’m leanin hard chasin cash
bobbin through the grimey streets fillin quarters, takin notes
you know these folks is watchin me, so you know i gots to watch these folks
that’s the sh-t – playin for keeps off in this dirty game
thuggin and lovin to get me some change
till the day i die keep doin my thing, i’m goin against the grain
after the rats with the cheese
these boys in the industry wanna break bread you feelin me
from detroit, to minnesota, sacramento, north dakota
i’m kickin it when you see me dogg i’m from cleveland we rollers hold up
let me expose ya baby – we’s the sh-t
livin legends in ya presence, pac and eazy b-tch
that n-gga hollis pushin b-ttons while we blowin a sack
in the sac with sack and n-gga that’s just that

[chorus]

[verse 3 – young n0ble]
a super sack of that sticky green – that’s the sh-t
f-ckin with sack gettin plenty green – that’s the sh-t
when big hollis on the track n-gga – that’s the sh-t
i know at any given time it could come out a hit
when i’m reppin my squad n-gga – that’s the sh-t
we all born outlaws and that’s just sick
in the booth spittin truth n-gga – that’s the sh-t
when you stick to the rules n-gga – that’s the sh-t

[verse 4 – layzie bone]
young n0ble and layzie bone n-gga – that’s the sh-t
collaboration real n-ggas on some cl-ssic sh-t
and i love the game because it love me that’s how positive n-ggas navigate
jumpin out of navigators, brushin off they alligators
that’s the sh-t – cause real reconize real
break bread, get money n-gga hundred dollar bills
you a hustler and you know it couple dollars in ya pocket
put ya hands up in the air and scream – that’s the sh-t

[chorus] – repeat ’til end

- layzie bone young noble lyrics

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