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Pump, Pump Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthafucka 

Nigga, duce double 0 duce 

Lay, B, Wish Flesh 

(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug) 

I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn streets (swattin 

nigga) 

And gave these niggas some of that original (original cleveland heat) heat 

Thuggish ruggish bone see 

Gun stack off 

 

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See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose 

Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too 

Ya damn right I shoot 

If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I (split) like I s'posed to do 

And If I roll wit you 

Ima be that little nigga off the hook man 

Talk about look man 

If I see anigga disrespect one mo time 

Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin 

Yeah I break off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets 

And I hit these streets 

I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef 

But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz 

I'm just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz 

Platinum eva since E put us down 

You know the talk of the town them long bud 

Now you fuckin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs 

Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs 

But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was 

So lemme close the door 

Don't be comin to this muthafucka knockin 

Lookin for some action 

I'ma tell you right now what's happenin 

Nigga it's our time and hell yeah we blastin 

 

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If yall muthafuckas think we willin 

P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it 

You ain't gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it 

Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck 

Buck buck 

 

(If yall muthafuckaz think we really 

don't keep heat nigga come on wit it) 

 

If yall muthafuckas think we willin 

P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it 

You ain't gotta listen but I'ma let you hear it 

Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck 

Buck buck 

 

Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas 

I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile 

Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga 

With penetration equivalent to muthafuckin pistols 

I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick 

I'm rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this 

You see I shoot fo the temple 

I'ma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome 

Back up in this muthafucka wait a minute nigga we neva left 

Ain't even got started yet (yeah) 

We kickin in the muthafuckin door 

Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready 

I got a nation of niggas ready to fuck up the enemy 

If i give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors 

All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory 

Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level 

All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it 

Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest 

Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland 

Nigga we came up but we still creepin 

And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong 

Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone 

When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on 

 

It's the original bang bang and I don't give a fuck about none of these 

muthafuckas 

Still get down foe my damn thang 

Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us (masturbate) 

People lookin at (it like its too nasty to taste) 

Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a muthafucka passin away 

Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this 

American dream 

I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em 

I shit rhythm (in the mic) ain't no competition (Ewwww) 

It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits 

Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad 

(What the fuck you think you doing...) 

I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with 

He ain't a killa he just somebody to vibe with 

Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with 

So silly!! Pumped up Big Willy I don't really think he really 

I don't really think he really, I don't think he know! 

Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul 

I been on since crossroads 

 

(Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthafuckas that be ready to roll 

You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to come home 

Sneak in the door and we go go 

I ain't gotta hear what you tryna prove 

Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move 

And I can't why I'm thug mighty 

Gang of thugs that thug just like me)I don't give a fuck if its north or south 

If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth 

That's just how it is put it on my kids 

Bodies zipped up fuck that fuckin wit Wish 

We out to ge these millions 

While these niggas steady chillin 

If it ain't about the money don't comment 

Cuz I don't undastand it like you from anotha planet 

Cuz its all about money god dammit 

So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta 

I'ma get mine in the streets or (this rappin) 

Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta 

Really don't matter 

 

What's crackelackin dog 

That's gonna be so tight, (cuz the Bone Thugs) 

I know 

(Ya say Bone Thugs) (u hear me?) 

I hear you I hear too (Just lovin it.love... straight up Bone Thug Muzik) 

Yeah me too dog me too 

 

(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug) 

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