"1ST OF THA MONTH"
(Radio Edit)
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. It's the first of the
month,
so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on.
Krayzie:
Hey, today, man I think it's a wonderful day, and I won't front with
ya. Why? 'Cause it's the first of the month. And now I
be smokin', chokin', rollin', buzzin', sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin',
come, come, we got enough of rum to stay buggin'. All nights, we ride.
Hit up the block to where? East 99. I get with my partner
to get me some yey, so double up, tell us what you need. We got tweed
to get P.O.D.'ded. Fiend for the green leaves. Give it up, it's
the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they
roll, so [oh, no] break. If you can't get away, better toss that llello,
keep your bankroll. Yeah, we havin' a celebration. Love to stay
high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind, I'm down for mine, crime
after crime. Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the
grill. If we got the food, you know it's the first of the month, and
my trues, we thugs for real.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come
on.
Bizzy:
Wake up, and I seen that my sister was already dressed. She said,
"I'm gonna run and go get my stamps. Watch and make sure no one snatches
my check." And now that's the mailman. Sort through the mail,
and put it up in-a me pockets. Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine to
get me a dub for forty duckets. But ain't no bucket, ride that RiTA,
hop on the ten to the Clair, ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash
that dub. Man, I gotta get there. Playa-playa, holla, holla,
St.Clair got much to offer, with all my peeps on 93 or off on the Glock-glock
for some dollars, so get a bag of llello and a quarter roll, oh. Most
all of my thugstas got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke, toke
up and achieve the hydro. We know when to cut, so a buck to the po-po.
Toss all that llello, then roll with the Bone and say Mo. Runnin'
through the alley, (and in to my way), hop on the second to sundown.
Nose run from January on down to December, I'm lovin' the first of
the month.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on.
Wish:
It's the first of the month. Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the
hood that I claim, and I slang on the double nine. Gotta find them
dubs, gonna get a forty. Can a thug get love? What's up? Come
and thug on my corner, bet you'll be a goner. St. Clair thugs don't
like that. And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money, come back outta
money, sell crack. From the first to the fifteenth, a thug'll
make plenty cheese, but I gotta save, gotta come up. Put it all in
the cut. Wanna get blown? Hit the corner store, ooh, grab a couple
O's. Time to roll to the pad, count out my profit, and add it to the
stash. Gotta watch my back, see, playa haters be tryin' to rob me,
fools, but never no shorts or no losses, dumpin', keepin' these bustas up
off me. See, gotta serve the whole block, spend a couple bills, thugs
burn a lot of green on the first [the first].
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on.
Layzie:
Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin', I'm yawnin',
lightweight bent, chug-a-lug-a, take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can
kick it with my trues. But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle
on. Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone, "Wanna know, did your
O.G. check come?"
[Krayzie: "She put me down."]
"I'm a hop on the bus with Bizzy Bone."
[Krayzie: "You know, let's get drunk."]
And I'm comin' with a pocket of that funk from hump. Here I come, T
put me down. Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now, me
bringin' me black and milds. Runnin' through town, 'cause, see, the
first get celebrated. Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded.
Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided. We heavy off
into this game. True to the first, just call me that pro slang: them
records from the East to the West Coast, makin' that money all across the
world, man. 'Cause I'm a St. Clair true, and I'm know they're
workin' late tonight, but I gotta make a livin', so I ask the Lord to keep
my homeboys alright. We be comin' up on ends--all about makin' more
on the first. Get a fifth, but don't flip. You're live with the
Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustla'z, and the Graveyard Shift on the first.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on.
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