Wildin' Lyrics - T.h.u.g.s. - Bone Thugs N Harmony

You need some reefa we smokin that bomb bay 

You need some liquor we pourin it all day 

Lookin for drama my niggas be wildin' Guess who just stepped in the club 

Them niggas that don't give a thuggish ruggish mothafuck 

We come to party, some of my partners come to fuck it up 

Stuff em, turn the fuckin music up 

Get it crunk, nigga what 

Fill up on my niggas cup 

Watch out for security, cause we bout to blaze the doob up 

Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb 

So come on ride the train, you should ride it 

Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter 

We keep that fire, fire baby, baby 

Krayzie, faded, we blaze shit all day 

When we rumble, uh oh 

We just like animals out the jungle 

Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes 

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Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin 

Me and Wish just got to the club 

And man they better let us in 

Cause we got cheese to spend 

And I know they really don't want no trouble 

My heat get double double or we got get on a hustle 

And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party 

Cause a Bone Thug party get wild 

Get foul in the crowd like do that what? 

Do that shit right now 

We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, sippin 40s 

Wearin khakis with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story 

We can't leave rap alone, the game need us 

Think you can handle us or beat us, come on cleatus 

Mess up that drank you drankin 

Puff on that weed you smokin 

My niggas ain't never jokin 

And I came to get you open off this weed... 

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Coke & Henny and I'm feelin irie 

Wanna try me, pussy nigga die, we 

Slide up in the club, ready, collide 

Wanna get wild, hey, highly 

Intoxicated, Fucked up that firy 

Dirty rotten 

Glock in the back, and please believe it 

Watchin you niggas hold Jesus 

What is the secret, what is the reason 

Clutchin my metal trinkets 

Wish bring the pain for these niggas 

Please believe it 

I'm a drink, I'm a smoke 

When I hit the club I'm in the back door 

Bringin no problems 

But if you want em we can dance ho 

Higher, higher, put a little henn in that cris 

It'll make you righter nicer 

Drunk as fuck but don't get it twisted 

I will light cha, fight cha 

In the middle of the party 

With a hundred thugs right by me 

And you don't wanna try me 

What I got to lose 

And I'm mad as fuck comin out they shoes, move 

Bring your own smoke 

And your own drink, that's thug's rules foo