Mind On Our Money Lyrics - Btnhresurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

(- Krayzie) 2x 

People ask me how do you maintain 

You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G) 

Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change 

Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it 

(Krayzie) 

Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy E 

1994, rushin through the door with the Bone flow 

Nigga was creepin on a come up, doin it for the love of money 

1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from 

Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before 

But we never got our props 

'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad 

But the man know, Eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace 

That was 1996, we back in the mix 

I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit 

But everything started changin, business rearangin 

Then the time when Bone and Ruthless wasn't vibin 

Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit 

Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get 

But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up 

And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up 

1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war 

It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott 

Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures 

1999 nigga, still strugglin 

Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm jugglin 

Sharpen up ya thug mentality 

And by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so I'm??? 

I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry 

So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me 

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(Ed. note-I'm not too sure about any of this verse) 

Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death 

With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less?????????? that crazy muthafucka from the world's most dangerous group 

Mo Thugs Nation,????????? on your life 

That's absolutley what I'm gon' do 

Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me 

Now I'm that muthafucka that be??????, the nigga that bust all y'all 

My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic 

I'm comin in smooth, rockin this hip-hop music just the way you like 

Tellin all biters to please stop tryin 

Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die 

Split up and fry, open his eyes??????????????? pop, 

shot one through his head 

Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead 

It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill 

Now look through the???, stop steel 

Y'all some fake-thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars 

No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are 

We all true sound, nigga united gatherin souls, how we roll 

And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes 

But I had my??????, nah nigga that's my nuts????????? don't touch that 

And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love 

You can't dust on these bustas, so they die 

They only got love for those who love me 

In the meanwhile I main to keepin my mind on my money 

And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny 

Especially when you hungry, nigga 

With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds 

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(Bizzy) 

In '91 I'm runnin from the fuckin cops, don't ya know it 

That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it (keep going!) 

Know niggas that'd had no pussy 

Said that would never eat it, get to L.A. 

And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either 

Smokin that reefer, niggas know how I'm livin 

'Cause I was havin children when y'all was lookin for women 

But mine aside, so why you tellin your side??? 

When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride? (Me!) 

We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo 

Get shot, burn the whole store down all by myself 

From doing his own shows to fuckin with the Bone flow 

Heaven and Earth, got my number and you got it wrong 

And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell-out? 

But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out? 

I'll bail out when I want, (I ain't goin nowhere, fuck you) 

that pussy makes me change 

Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range 

Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain 

The villain is chillin with his children 

Bitch, I keeps it real! 

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(Layzie) 

I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind 

A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line 

Nigga designed a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle 

007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible 

Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission 

Listen, nigga pay attention 

Oh, and did I mention, had a tape before I crept on a come up, Faces of Death 

Blessin 40 o-z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (???) 

Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money 

Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney 

It's like this nigga, I don't even fuck around 

If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around 

Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style 

When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile 

See my niggas doin a damn thing, Flesh 

Trues Humbly United Gatherin Souls, just to let you know 

Heaven'z Movie, yours truely, Mr. Gambini 

(Kraaaayzie)It's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little Stevie 

And when you ask me how I maintain 

I watch my niggas rule, act a fool, and ace the game 

Mo Thug one, witness the Family Scriptures 

Mo Thug two, Family Reunion comin to get ya 

Mo Thug three, presentation of the mothership 

Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain 

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