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letra de real life - bone thugs n harmony

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[layzie]
bone thug nature, naughty by harmony.

(forgive them father they know not what they do)

[layzie]
yea. treach in the mothaf-ckin house.

[bizzy]
its time to hittem wit the real sh-t

(bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone)

[layzie]
mo thugs

(chorus)
[bizzy]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[layzie]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little bizzys eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

well i was born wit my eyes wide/
feelin the pressure of livin today now why should i try/
im tired of feelin this pain/
game gon’ recognize game/

and any n-gg- that aint really feelin me is the epitamy/
of what i be doin these n-gg-z is slippery/
if you say history let it repeat itself/
treat yoself dont cheat yoself to a life live low/

watch yo health, better yourself but takes care of yourself/
tellem to suck on these nuts, money dont grow on trees what/
killers will stop and squeeze bust/
funny how sh-t dont ease up/

strapped wit the heat, lovin the streetz i gota go get it what ever we need/
my wife and my seeds dependin ony me im tryin to be the best i can be/
talk about life, i wont get it twice/
makin this money for me and my wife/

n-gg-z is wana shut me down,
what about the kids the kids the kids is great/
watch how my n-gg- we dominate, makin through were you cant concentrate/
releasin and through em we bomb on hate/
real life comin atcha real life sh-t can happen real
life talkin to ya, now holla at me!/

[bizzy]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[layzie]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light in trigger treaches eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[treach]
20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer of beer on the wall/
20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer/
now after 1 of the 1 of the dollaz of dollaz happen to happen to fall/
it be click pow click pow click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/

i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/
i got my own version called the ghetto p-ssion of christ/
n-gg-z feel theyselves too much cant see the sh-t that your in/
i wana save all the cheerin but im p-ssed like urine/

what is telegraphic, tell a spy, tell a lie/
tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised/
i keep it funk f-ck ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/
thats why my odb be hangin out like rusty m-fflers/

don dolla dolla (?) not a nine ta fiver/
i love u boo dont want no mo of that baby mama drama/
haters call me i hated all that try me yeah/
whether ya 40 or faded some hustlers is never faded cmon/

[bizzy]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[layzie]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light in trigger treaches eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[krayzie]
hustlin, looks like me livin got me illin sinnin like everyday/
im spendin my time preventin my mind flippin and goin insane/
and now that we comin up on these last days well into the fast lane/
its only contributin to my bad ways/

this aint even my life ’cause i was supposed to be
livin forever right here in the flesh/
and not up in heaven ’cause i know god gona make it better/
we runnin around chasin this paper like thats gon save us/
we so caught up in tryin to get famous its a shame but, can you blame us?/

’cause takin in all these hardtimes keep on blindin our mind/
why we dont wana be like god shoot for stars in the sky/
n-gg-z determined to get rich im afraid gon’ loose they blessins/
so the question is, you wana stay alive or try be wealthy for now/

[bizzy]
what are you talkin about,
look at these mothaerf-ckers in the streets walkin around/
-ssed out, dead-an-widowed, another abandoned house/
they dont know nothin bout random house/
see em all pitiful wit hands out baby girl was rammed
out, harmony-harmony, stand out/

sound of bone take em to beverly hills and round off/
ante up rubberband quicker than you can get an ounce off/
uhh, back to the real world were the murderin happens/
its touchin everybody, includin the news and the rappin/

why would i battle but put it n-body blastin/
everybody would only be spittin metaphors put it on jesse jackson/
and you can just ask him the rappin is real/
and you cant turn me down like that im still your child,
pac too i got as much pac in me as you got in you/

give em the game, break it down, yall better read the bible dog/
yall better know who wrote the scriptures, yall better protect your soul/
now the bone is finally focused, pay attention to real talkin/
7 sign mo thug, thug line still shinin on em/

[bizzy]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

[layzie]
we been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon’ make me crazy jesus christ
i see the light thru little bizzys eyes
hope he can see it in mine
money gon’ make me crazy
this money gon’ make me crazy baby

- bone thugs n harmony

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