We Ain't Hard to Find

[Layzie Bone] Yeah L-Burna In the lab, cookin' up some more of that dope shit That Hi Power Mo Thug shit You know what it is Chorus: Layzie Bone You know what I'm reppin', East 1999 We be Mo Thugs and we ain't hard to find It's Cleveland love, unless you cross the line Don't fuck with you squirrels, cause it's a waste of time This bottom line You know what I'm reppin', East 1999 We be Mo Thugs and we ain't hard to find It's Cleveland love, unless you cross the line Don't fuck with you squirrels, cause it's a waste of time It's just a waste of time [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] Bring only the real, and never the fake It's all about money, so I paper chase I'm all in the grind, I'm pushin' my line Like all of the time, and I don't take a break Since I'm a go-getter, I stay where the ballers at Ain't nothin' else making no sense/cents Hangin' with Nan broke niggas, man You a fuck around to be the tip Layzie ain't havin', I rather battle back Blow big as I roll in my Cadillac Them 22" went to spinnin' When it's my only option, as a matter of fact I crept and I came, ain't no turnin' back Too deep in the game, don't settle for less Guess you could say, your boy been blessed No time for the nigga that's full of that stress Test me if you wanna, dawg I'm tellin' you that it'll be the wrong move When the Mo Thug Soldiers run up on you What the fuck you gon' do Them niggas gon' bow down When I go to wildin' out I'm bringing the raucous, you niggas can't touch us I come with a thousand styles We niggas just don't know how L-Burna be flippin' the flow I'm flippin' the game, I'm flippin' the script Well really, I'm flippin' my dough My money keep coming in stacks Now watch how it pile on Y'all niggas keep comin' up short And my shit is a mile long Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Mr. Criminal] You know what I'm reppin' this Cali southern side H.P.G. til the day that I die 213, East 99 Ese, so don't fuck with mine Putting it down when I'm busting these rhymes Came up short, sellin' nickels and dimes Flipped it to some legal, dawg So now, I'm ballin' at the time Chrome wheels spinnin', live in sin and smokin', grinnin' Walkin', limpin' Eses out runnin' that blue, it's true when I'm crippin' Not slippin' I'm reppin' that trece Puttin' it down, for all of my gente Criminal with Layzie Bone With Mr. Capone-E, que te parese I'm livin' flawless to lawless Since the day of my birth I'm squeezin' my life, for all that it's worth Before I'm leaving this earth I've learn that capital lies See, I built an enterprise Fools be hittin' to see some Latinos Comin' up on the rise For me, I'm not trippin', I'm focused On stacking these economics Travel in U.S.A Distributin' all this product And this some uncut Stompin' you out like UFC Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, connected with H.P.G And others perpetrate with me, you see, I'm talkin' fast You could check the streets about me, check about my fuckin' pass You see, your Criminal's true You see, your Criminal's real You run up on the Criminal Watchin' Criminal, bust a steel Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Mr. Capone-E] From the L.A. county line, to the East 99 California thugs tug All up in your ride {*stuttered gunshots*} Bullets gonna fly, do or die, while I plot Another homocide on the big bad boy side Eazy E, 2Pac, Biggie Smalls Hi Power Gangsters, we seen it all Got it all, behind the all Fuck around, get around, we above the law Shit goes down, in the county of Downey It's bad with a AK-47 Once again, it's on, it's on Hi Power kills 187 We ride the best from the west Mister pulling the one homie on a Notorious vest Chin check shit went flesh Leave a bullet, motherfucker start getting dope Neck Ha ha, got the evil laugh for a Joker Smoke you suckers, cause we some crazy mother, fuckers Ridin' and dippin' Dippin' and we trippin' We keep all of our weapon, motherfucker, we the best in Bone Thugs Fuck clubs Puff on, that purple kush Just one look at a groupie, leave 'em shook Motherfucker, give it up, fuck George Bush We ridin' dirty, why you stuck, on that hate vibe Chrome, get it on with Layzie Bone Motherfuckers all turn to fucking shine Repeat Chorus