Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Clog Up Yo Mind lyrics

[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Clog Up Yo Mind lyrics]

Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, yea
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, nigga
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, would ya?
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind

Now, I'm a nigga to keep to myself
I don't fuck wit' nobody
I'm quiet, I'm thuggin' but, I also flex
May God protect the nigga pulled
The trigga on my cousin
Well I might be crazy but as
I cruise in my Mercedes
I ride by niggas that wanna spray me
Hit 'em up swiftly fo' the police come
I'm immune to this shit 'cause
I'm rollin' wit' the
Niggas in the hood and that's how we play


Want to feel a Mossberg pump hit yo' chest?
Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with
Lucky that my niggas pinned ya
Nigga, whatever, like Ken say
Sin flipped again
Lil' Lay got the upper hand 'cause
He got the red beam, dead they lay
If you see a nigga dash wit'
The leather mask, let him pass
Tell nobody blast hit a innocent nigga
Should never been there in the
First place Fuck, you got yo' curse today
Hah want to die hard, nigga? Wanna get up
And buck and fuck shit up, do what you want?
Show a bitch Krayzie Bone real with mine
And when I let loose you'll feel the vibe
Nigga killin' my contender 'cause I got
To get the money
Get the platinum for the pay
But, I'ma be a thug about my business
And I gotta do some flippin' if
A nigga ain't got my bank

Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind

Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spendin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when
My thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on
Jackin' move
Then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin
Takin' over this everyday
Stoppin' to tha tough
Double Glock and it's not forgotten
Bitchez drop in Tha Clair
It's tha Bone Thugs
In this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it
And ah nigga wanna hate me cause I'm famous
Fuck em, leave 'em in tha streetz
You can't blame us (lady luv)
Cause when they catch me without my heat
And I'm thuggin
In tha streetz and I'm rollin
Thuggin by the deadliest G's
You can't fuck wit us
Feel the pressure out the pistol I'm loadin
Blow you up y'all know we don't worship sin
It's tha heartz of men
And we'd tested stress
Wanna be blessed consists of tha sin
In tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead

Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, nigga
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, motherfucker
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, nigga

And it ain't promised
That all tha soulz would last
Til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow
And if you'd follow, tha end of the world
Should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow
I know
I know, hey how ta get down foe my thang
Enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz
Gonna catch ya flossin' all tha way
Welcome to Tha Land
Where all my chemicals unfold
It goez, around up in slow-mo
Been tickin', and I land down to Newport
I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest
Police will see me silenced stressin
Demon was screamin' up in ah
When I catched them thievin
And I got 'em and there
Gotta learn their lesson
Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it
Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy
Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless
So I get crazy
And I face now's nasty blastin
For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up
And lesson up tha violence
Screamin' on ah my murda
Mo, bullets get niggas, let's begin
Ah new riot, hittin
And buckin them down to tha pave
Cause, I'm in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved
Hate 'em
Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem
Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy
And Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me
Hit tha weed, and y'all in
Rollin yo finga but spot ya bam em, yam em
Fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin
Foe tha scenez
Still in ah myst wit' tha clich
An unpropable way of ah trial
Cause it's tha funk, sing

Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, yea
Sit back and let this thug shit
Clog up yo' mind, cmon, cmon
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, would ya?
Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind, now give it to 'em

Ya, gotta sit back, smoke
And choke, meditate, mental state
Wit' tha Bone, B-ONE we steadily grieve on
Givin' you what you need man, eternal Bone
Shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em
Let 'em know Bone ain't no hoes (no, no)
You hataz make feellike
You wanna feel my motherfuckin 44
But, I gotta stay clean, it's cool
Then unless he freein
I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my
Niggas, and this Mo' Thug, mo' Thug
Cavalry, on tha streetz
Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride
Ready ta kill
When it's time ta kill, you gon' die
You' gon' die
I've been tryin if you really wanna
Ride on down wit' Bone
Then come on, come on if
Ya really wanna ride
Get down with this thug shit
Come on, come on

Sit back and let this thug
Shit clog up yo' mind

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