Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony Family Tree song lyrics

(Krayzie) ()

Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family

my family, this is my family this is my family my family

Lord help me make up my mind

which way do I turn when there's so much stress

surroundin' me daily? This world's so cruel and shady

and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy

me and yo' baby brother we keeps it real

You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya

Picture the day when I get my callin' but until then

I guess i'm stuck The (team) knew I meant so much when I get to Heaven they're

Boy what's up? We can ride and roll, I know

without this Po-Po trailin', bailin'

although in heaven betcha that's a promise

Comin' with tha bombs(bombs) niggaz can't test this

creep if heat is all ya need

Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat

and the sack of weed straight out of control

Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters

and tha po-po as well

Figure need mail everybody need mail and we livin' in hell

nigga really can't tell, so I

Prepare for the worst and hope for the best

and the rest as written, some wanna treat my

like I'm forbidden, but I'm just lookin' for the shit that's hidden

Could I be? Come a little bit closer

why you cautious when you approaches?

Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo' Thug

breakaz fittin' ta take shit over

Under my halo pray mo' say Mo' Thug wit love

to tha depth that tha game goes

Die all you hoes, foes, and you po-pos.

(w/ Ken Dawg) Nigga better roll than get rolled over

we shuttin' shit down, and you

know a nigga love to get buck wild

pow come fuck wit me now This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Thug loves it my hood is drug prison (?)

is my mission, we heatin' shit why vision?

Be crooked ever hanous sin is beginnin' of my endin' (?)

Why is my mind spinnin? (?)I'll say hey, fuck it

my family ain't livin' for nothin' but strugglin

was one of the reasons I'm thuggin

instead of (straight) hustlin' what was i luvin Somebody tell me somethin

what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what'll you touch me

you'll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)

hoes I love you so, but unlike my friend you're just my foe

Peace till the end of the road cause we're all gone

But no, nigga don't lose your (soul)

But it so slow Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Cause you're, too young, mama, and daddy, when ya

lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y'all breakin' up

Doin'it layin' down. What went wrong?

Was it me? But I ain't mad at'cha

cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother

and I learned to harmony

On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where

I'm from y'all, on the streets of tha Clair

that's where I met Bone Thugs y'all it's gettin' time to be a man

gotta get out tha house cause I can't stand mommy's man

he talks with his hand

Come come creep on tha streets with me

that's where I learned how to sell drugs

it's where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs

it's necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine

so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down

And I know that shit was wrong but

don't blame me, blame tha thugsta in me

Cause that's where that shit comes from Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors, (?)

we survivors, that's why we be.

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy

don't fuck around and get zipped in a body bag off in tha grave and yo

brains'll be hangin' damaged by bodies dragged off

Everyday we see mo' niggaz hatin', fakin', playa

(hation') it's getting contagious, why do these niggaz

think they can break us

When I grab my pump y'all niggaz better try to grab

what's left of yo' chest

niggaz be talkin' and then

they get caught up in shit,

now meet them faces of death

We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same

But what did we gain by givin' you niggaz fame?

Tha 44 magnum tag'em (stacked) like them

niggaz that try to compete with the platinum hollerin

callin' me follow me down to tha corner slip

up and you're gonna get blasted

What do you wanna test me for? Jealous then nigga drop

Nigga we picture platinum despite em triggers be cocked everytime

To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon' hit somebody,

somebody gon take us too y'all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies mo mileage

y'all finally smokin' that grass

Nigga pass tha (pump)

aye rep (we takin) a loss and wakin up in

their coffin.

Oh nigga that try get to spanked and get diss man but when we come they run

but we're gonna catch'em and one day

God forgive me I don't know what got to me, but then me thinkin they'll all fall down way down face down, ain't got nothin but love them niggaz

wanna test my nuts sayin' nigga you know thatYou know we gettin them bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz

(?). Layzie take the body bag

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