Bone Thugs-n-harmony - Pay lyrics

[Esham] Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket sh** on the microphone Smoke that sh**, your brains be blown You gone, n***a wrong Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs Heres one your a** just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day Thats the reason they made the AK Who just made the 10 o clock news? Blew that boy up out his shoes Old rules, left no clues Body found floating in a bloody pool Ma** hysteria in America Game locked down like a pitbull terrier b**h been a millionaire, I still won't marry ya Slugs to you head, six people Pal-bury ya Colgate froze flows like c**aine Mental overdose explode your brain Some might think that it's insane To take a gun co*k back and aim [Hook] You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me [Layzie Bone] See the number one mission be to get this cash And if a n***a f** with that, I'm a get in his a** I pull the trigger, squeeze, blast if you think you gon last Seventeen to the spleen, you a thing of the past When I really wanna smash I hit the stash spot Put the nine to your mind and clean your cash out See a n***a had to pay me if he ever owed me A thug about my business, I'll do ya homie Drink the O-E and tote the Tech Nine I don't care what you claim, you gonn respect mine Mean time, in between time, on the Esham Finda put it down when it come to the green now Look into my eyes, tell me can you really see? Its the truth when I rap cause I bring mine Bring it like I bring it cause n***a O-T Original Thugsta from the B-O-N-E C-Town to the D-Town Its a Midwest thang we let 'em hang to the grees-ound Smokin trees by the P's-ound Blowing big with my n***as, motherf**ers wanna be down But I'm a hit ya with the heat now Cause when I creep now, deep down, n***a wanna let it go But when it comes to the fetty, yo You see a rich motherf**er turn straight into a wetty ho [Krayzie Bone] All the way from the C-Town To the motherf**ing D-Town We down to get it cracking robbin'em and rappin, jackin Whutever make us happy And a n***a only happy if he got some cash But if I'm broke as f** then I'm mad Ready to put a gun to some unlucky motherf**ers a** And I'm a take him for the stash, break him Leave the n***a there lookin sad But if he tryin jump bad, I'm a fade him The n***a gave me no ultimatum and I don't play that sh** Unhand the money,n***a Pay me, I don't got all day I got a couple motherf**ers to break I want skrilla, for rilla k**a, doller bill-a This trigger is not ya friend and it gots no heart So don't be thinking I won't stop yours Give me everything ya got boy You are now caught in the midst of original Wigsplitter k**er criminals Better watch out boy you might die! [Hook] [Wish Bone] n***a, told the n***a show love Cause I gotta get mine even if I must bust Said again I been good But I'm still in the streets with heat cause a n***a gotta eat Its a Bone thing, what? Cause I love some money Funky, filthy, dirty money And I really hope ya don't owe me Cause I really love my money Ya die I don't give a f** if it's made in the hood I don't give a f** man, they say its all good Just give me my cheese or else.. somebody gon bleed Can you feel that? n***a get back what you don't believe Ain't no tellin whut the Bone Thugs n***as got 'n sleeves Dressed like a picture flash and I get you No cameras here just nine millimeters I'm not gonna lose, real thug, really though, paid my dues But n***as wanna test ain't no tellin who Thats why I don't give a f** about bloody pools Leave 'em in that, f** that Bust back, real thugs stay strapped You dream about it, but I really live that Yes I love that honey but, oh I love that money, that money so much mo'! [Hook]