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bone thugs-n-harmony

[birds singing. snoring. rooster crowing. alarm clock.]

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, my niggas, we havin´ 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´ blunts, and sippin´ on forty ounces, thuggin´, come, come, we got the blunts and rum. from jumpin´ all night, we high. hit up the block to where? east 99. i get with my nigga to get me some llello. double up, nigga, what you need? we got weed 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 nigga, we chills 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 see 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." nigga, that´s the mailman. sort through the mail, and put it up in-a me pocket. 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, whether it be weed on 93 or off on the glock-glock for some dollars, so get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh. most all of my niggas got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke it. hittin´ that reefer, hydro. been known to cut, so fuck them po-po. toss all that llello, then roll with the chrome to 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. now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty. can a thug get love? what´s up? try to slang on my corner, nigga, you´s a goner. st. clair niggas don´t like that. and sellin´ them dummies, makin´ that money, come back, nigga, get pap pap. from the first to the fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed, but i gotta save, gotta come up. put my rocks in the cut. when i get high, nigga, blaze that blunt. time to roll to the pad, count out my profits, and add it to the stash. gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that´s tryin´ to rob me, fool, but never no shorts or no losses, dumpin´, keepin´ these niggas up off me. see, gotta serve the whole block, spend a couple bills, thugs smoke a lot of weed 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 you´re o.g. check come?"
[krayzie: "she put me down."]
"i´m a hop on the bus with biz."
[krayzie: "you know, let´s get drunk."]
and i´m comin´ with blunt after blunt of this skunk--nigga, t, just put me down. oh, god, how i love when the first come around, now, me freakin´ me black and milds. head across town, ´cause nigga 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 nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties. the first be the day for the dopeman slangin´ that cocaine, fool, and i´m workin´ late tonight. and all them fiends be lovin´ them thugs, ´cause i got them rocks for them pipes. come, come up with them ends. i gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff. 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.