| You know what it is baby
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment (we ride, we ride)
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| Bizzy Bone in the building, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
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| (We be ridin' never cause anything…)
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| Mr. Criminal shots out of love
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| We ride…
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| All day all night that’s right
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| We ride, we ride, we ride
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| In another I’m seein' the homi
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| Tellin' you jump on up in the ride
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| The bottles of wine
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| You didn’t be prophesized
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| And I’m feelin' your vibe
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| I’m feelin' the tribe
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| That’s up in Cleveland
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| Them Bone Thugs that’s my family
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| The reason for the season
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| It don’t leave 'em cause that’s my family
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| And the H-P-G's my family
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| We about to blow up
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| You just wait and see
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| Patiently, I’ve been waitin' «G»
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| Hop in the lowrider
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| Come and skate with me
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| In a '63 clean Chevrolet Classic
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| Rollin' down the boulevard
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| Flossin' in the masses
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| Eyes blood shot
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| So I roll up with my glasses
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| From the West Coast
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| Where we turn it into ashes
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| Everybody on the West Side
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| My papito, mamacita in the barrio
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| Tequila my amigo
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| Never disrespect you
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| You know I respect you, that’s for sure
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| In the name of the Father
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| The Son
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| And the Holy Spirit
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| Praise the Lord
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| Now let us ride
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| All day all night that’s right
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| We ride, we ride, we ride
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| It’s Mr. Criminal gone
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| Takin' hits from the bong
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| Haters stick your zone
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| You better leave it alone
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| Do a show state to state
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| And I’m finally back home
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| Hooked up with a homeboy
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| Bizzy from Bone
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| And we finally clicked up
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| When we’re doin' them things
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| Cause Bone Thug, Hi Power stay true to the game
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| Give the world another uncut heater to bang
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| Bizzy Bone, Mr. Criminal spittin' the flame
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| Stay smokin' on jane
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| And I’m feelin' divine
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| Turn it up when your downtown
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| Rollin' your ride
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| Windows up, hotboxed
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| And I’m feelin' the vibe
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| Pass it to the homi Bizzy
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| Watch 'em rip it one time
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| Little Bizzy the Kid
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| They better know what it is
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| And get a hold of your kids
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| You better put in your bid
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| You better put in your dibs
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| And never look into the criminal biz
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| You gotta be in it to win it
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| Sinnin' is treacherous and dangerous
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| But it ain’t with the program
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| And slow jam feelin' that shit
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| Feelin' that shit
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| Wheelin' that wheel
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| Feelin' that shit
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| Come in another respective
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| Recollective were the past we missed it
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| My family, I’m left out on my damn knee
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| But I’ve got God
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| Tell 'em better get up
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| 'Fore they come and try to get 'em gotta pay them
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| When I’m on them on a mission better listen
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| Passed away, and that’s the way we play
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| Nigga go, go grab your fo'-fo'
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| Better go get 'em
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| Criminal did 'em
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| One big fam, bam my man
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| You know that you got to feel 'em
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| One time…
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| All day all night that’s right
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| When we ride let me tell you who I’m rollin' with
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| Rollin' with Hi Power Entertainment…
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| We ride, we ride, we ride
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| Put your hands in the air like this, like this
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| And put your finger in the air like that, like that
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Everybody on the West Side
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| Everybody on the West Side
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| Put your finger in the air
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| And wave it like you don’t care
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| And wave it like you don’t care
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| Put your finger in the air
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| And wave it like you don’t care
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| The homi Bizzy bone
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| And the homi Mr. Criminal
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| The homi Bizzy bone
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| And the homi Mr. Criminal
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| When we ride… |