1st of Tha Month - Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

(Birds singing; snoring; rooster crowing; alarm clock; yawning) (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 1: Krayzie Bone) Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day And I won't fuck with me (Why?) 'Cause it's the first of the month And now I be smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts And sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin' Come, come, we got the blunts and rum From jumpin' all night, we high Hit up the block to where? (East 99) I get with my nigga to get me some ye-yo Double up, nigga, what you need? We got weed to get P.O.D.-ed Fiend for the green leaves Give it up, it's the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they roll So (Oh, no) break If you can't get away, better toss that ye-yo Keep your bankroll Yeah, we havin' a celebration Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine, crime after crime Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the grill If we got the food (Ooh) you know it's the first of the month And my nigga, we chills for real (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 2: Bizzy Bone) Wake up, and I see that my sister was already dressed She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps Watch and make sure no one snatches my check." Nigga, that's the mailman; sort through the mail And put it up in-a me pocket Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine To get me a dub for forty duckets But ain't no bucket Ride that Rita, hop on the ten to the Clair Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub Man, I gotta get there Playa-playa, holla, holla St. Clair got much to offer Whether it be weed on 93 Or off on the Glock-glock for some dollars So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh Most all of my niggas got the same And we gonna roll it all up to smoke it Hittin' that reefer, hydro Been known to cut, so fuck them po-po Toss all that ye-yo with a bone and say "Ho" Runnin' through the alley (And into the malley) Hop on the second to sundown Nose run from January, November, December I'm lovin' the first of the month (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 3: Wish Bone) It's the first of the month Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim And I slang on the double nine Now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty Can a thug get love? What's up? Try to slang on my corner, nigga, yous a goner St. Clair niggas don't like that And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money Come back, nigga, get pap-pap From the first to the fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed But I gotta save, gotta come up Put my rocks in the cut When I get high, nigga, blaze that blunt Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits And add it to the stash Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool But never no shorts or no losses, dumpin' Keepin' these niggas up off me See, the whole block, spend a couple bills Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 4: Layzie Bone (Krayzie Bone)) Wakin' up, feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin' I'm yawnin', light-weight bent, chug-a-lug-a Take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues. But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone "Wanna know, did you're O.G. check come?" (She put me down) "I'ma hop on the bus with Biz" (You know, let's get drunk) And I'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk Nigga, T, just put me down Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now Me freakin' me black and milds Head across town, 'cause nigga the first get celebrated Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided We heavy off into this game True to the first, just call me that pro slang Them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties The first be the day for the dopeman Slangin' that cocaine, fool And I'm workin' late tonight And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs 'Cause I got them rocks for them pipes Come, come up with them ends I gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z And the graveyard shift on the first Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month, To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on. (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up)

汗ばむ手の中に終わった恋と合鍵 湿ったまま手放してどこかに消えんのかな あぁまた思い出して笑っていられなくなった いい大人になったって予防線はないんだよ いつまでもいつの日も君と居ると思ってたよ 今でも好きなんだ だから baby 諦めて君を待っててもいいかな だけど baby たまに不安定な夜は泣いてもいいかな 日々は baby ヒビ割れて幸せを探してた 今以上にいつも通り行かない夜を越せれば 静寂の聖なる夜君がいれば何もかも 冬空の下さえも寒さを感じなかったと 歯痒い夜これからもう12月は越せないよ 今でも好きだから だけど baby 目が覚めて君を待っててもいいかな だから baby たまに不安定な朝は考えていた だから baby 諦めて君を待っててもいいかな だけど baby たまに不安定な夜は泣いてもいいかな 日々は baby ヒビ割れて幸せを探せたら 今以上にいつも通り行かない夜を越せるさ どんなにつらい時が来ても明日は来てしまうけど でも明日がなきゃ僕らまた笑えないんだと（笑ってたいんだよ） どんなにつらい時が来ても明日は来てしまうけど でも明日がなきゃ僕らまた笑えないんだと

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She slide the dick in, she slide the dick in Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, baby, yeah Uh, eh, I don't want to tease it, I really want freaky I'm Michael, I beat it, I'm keepin' your secret I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it I hop out the 'Rari, I'm leaving it started She got just a Harley and a skull just like Hardy Eh, you play with her garden, she smoke you like Marley Eh, now she be my darlin', yeah, she be my Barbie I'm lovin' your patience, turned all in this race Ooh, long as you don't play, motherfuck what you say Hey, I'm on the third base and you away (That means I'm home) Quan said, 'Please have a phone', call it a day I got my ice out the lake, killed that boy by a mistake We eatin', where is your plate? Aim at your head or your face? Hannah Montana, my nigga gon' cook everyday, yeah, they bake Bitch, I been havin' them bricks and them bells, late I apologize if I got more money than you and your clan I apologize if I pull up in that new coupe wrapped in 'Ran I apologize if I post a picture posted wit' some bands I apologize if I go and grow me some pot in Japan Where your bitch at? No, not that one Baby want to touch my milk like she cowin' Every time you see me, I'm a have thousands On the island, no dressin' I won't taste it, you got no man, I hope you a free agent I'm a big old Blood inside that little ol' nation Eh, ho, what is your bargain? Bro, what is your bargain? Eh, I pull up and arson all over your garden Eh, I'm never gon' call you, I'm always gon' ball you Eh, my diamonds cost more than whatever I chargin' Now I'm bleedin', need a band-aid, on a rampage wit' 'em AKs Nigga, jewellery real gold like an Ace of Spades Higher than a escalator any day I'm a catch a bitch that fold her like a centipede But I ain't talkin' 'bout no copper, she got double Ds These niggas fake-ballin' like a Powerade Damn, this might be coward day Yeah, this might be powder day Sniff, shoot up, boot up (toot up), TMZ, sue us Even if you had Erykah Ba', you couldn't do us But I got a whole lot of motherfuckin' guns Nigga, you can shoot us, hey And I ain't never been a rat, but I'm livin' ruthless I show the pussy-bitch bankroll, now she can do us, no And we the best, every time we come around Boy, they root for us, true And everybody hate Chris But I got them racks up, now they Luda, yeah Tell baby girl, I only wanna throat, flute us Five thousand on Yeezys, they think I ain't Jesus Get my ice out the freezer, it cost a lil' Beamer She fuckin' my whoadie, yeah, lil'-bitty shorty She think he adoring cause his pockets on Norbit Play with me and these bitch-niggas gon' die All I want is that head and that ain't no lie Nigga ask if you dizzy, don't say nothin' These niggas vibe faker than a puppet

For the love of money Well, well, well, ooh For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Ahh, ahh) For the love of money (Ahh, oh yeah) For the love of money (Ahh harder, ahh) For the love of money (Ah, ahh, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Oh, come on baby) For the love of money (Oh harder, harder, oh yeah) For the love of money (Mmm damn, work it oh, yeah) For the love of money (Aww, mmm, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love, love yeah For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money You're just a sinner for the love of money For the love of money Don't' you know, don't you know Don't you know that money is the root of evil For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money

Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah, Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it Daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin' Bone up outta the cut and we buckin' Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year the same I crept and I came Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang bang! Str8 land ah the heartless Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Come and follow me hollow point snub slug Pullin' me body underground Put 'em in the grave they lay away down Claire Claire stay down I'm one ah the thuggest muthafuckas in yo city Under me strap packed Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro That's the way that we deal That's the way that we steal Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride, Ride to the darkside feel the darkness East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some You can run but won't escape the lie So many tried but died Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck droppin' them bodies (Come again) dumpin' them bodies (Runnin' then) we finna posse Thug what check out the glock glock We to poetic for swang Niggas claim they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me fucked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire Get 'em up wid, beware I take Nigga need some weed That's funny I ain't got no money Nigga put me down, Swing to the bud stops for some brews Really don't drink but it's for me Trues Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose. Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em Thug niggas done straight came up, Nigga wanna test must rest Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up, Killas from the nigga that's realer In wid that Claire Bendin' that dunn Pop when they run dunn Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to, Beat ah nigga down in any town, But don't let me catch ya Mentality straight from the C-Town Where everyday niggas get beat down Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think keep peep this game now To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone Swang widda clip tight clan It's all eternally flossed out Nigga that's Bone Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan...

Keep smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy I've gotta keep on smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy Hey, gimme some herbs, the word Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served And a fifth of burb It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby When I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper Roll it up, sellin my kin folk And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low We can get smoked (Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink We got Alize, and Isle iced tea A little Bambazini and some Hennessey The stuff that keeps you toe-up Now tell me are you high enough? Remember forever addicted, get it twisted It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see There bumpin my jam, guess who I see Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed? We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony Righteous when I spike the punch My people's gonna drink it up You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left