Bone (feat. Tanieya Weathington) - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Tanieya Weathington

I love my children

God can get another divorce, of course baby

Every Goddamn month, as long as I floss baby

I can’t even?

, I’m grinding 'bout my business

But I’m taking the Playstation and I’m kicking it with bitches

Sipping on an Apple Martini on granny’s porch

Yeah I called her granny I was an orphan

And I’m back on my ether grinding support on my porcelain

Light on the side of this rocking chair reserved for bosses

Wit' Tip, Black and Milds, we be thinking?

Back wit' Metacalfe, homie up for extortion, nigga

Went away

I contemplated my return

But now im back and here to remain

And make it burn baby burn baby

How ya been?

Introduce me to your friend

I see her checking me out

Back on the scene

My demeanor

Finna put these bitches to the test

Rest assured

Measure up to your niggas Flesh

I got a raw state of mind

And that raw state of mind got me on the borderline of doing crime

I promise

Do what I can on my children smoking weed

She got stitches in her face, take a piss like Mami B I’m heated

You’ll never see it, that’s just the way I?

Down in Cleveland wit' my niggas no more kids wit' raggedy bitches hey!

One hundred chemists killed the city like Biggie did

Hell yeah I (carried?) with any nigga I kicked it with

E’ry nigga in the hood I protect Pac better than Suge

Puffy is better wit' Big, Bone thugs-n-Harmony stood

Mo Thug is all for the bud, they think Kray killed rock

Naw he Jehovah witness spitting on your wicked blocks