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Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

Krayzie Bone an' Ice Cube



The best thing in life is life

Get your mind right an' get your grind right

We gotta keep goin', hey, young thugs

We gotta keep goin'



Get your mind right an' get your grind right

Hey, young thugs

Get your mind right an' get your grind right



Look into my eyes if you wanna know me

Before you hypnotized, homey, what do you see?

A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers

A hustler countin' figures, ain't pulled no triggers



Can you dig us? We be the ultimate lick

We's the hitters that make the ultimate hits

Kinda flossy, kinda bossy

It's gotta be done my way, do what the, I say



Top of the pyramid, homey, what I tell you?

If you leave this West Side umbrella, you hit the cellar

Bring me my slippers, black robe an' my globe

An' I could rule the world with my eyes closed



See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube

See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



To all the little homies that's watchin' TV

I see you tryin' to be a O.G. like me

Chasin' dreams, pullin' mo' schemes for wealth

But the best thing in life is health, be yourself, playa



Television, it'll keep yo' ass wishin' forever

You'll never get your life together

Don't talk about death, I got too much life to live

Too many orders to give, what it is? Showbiz



Taught you what a trick an' a hoe is

Showed you what a '64 is

Lord knows, 'In God We Trust'

An' everybody in the world wanna be like us



See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
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The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube

See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



To the kids of the world that's waitin' for wealth

Waitin' for health, you better do for self

Homey, that's yo' last cup

Forget about the fast buck, boy, get yo' ass up



People use yo' brain to gain

Do somethin' that ain't never been done an' we can spend hun's

Wipe our ass with twenties, light our joints with ones

Throw away the guns, have nothin' but fun



An' homey, we could do that

Police have a fit, when yo' paper's legit

We gotta get off the phone, we gotta teach our own

Send yo' baby to school an' she'll come back grown



We got to talk to our grandmas

An' she'll help us through them dark halls an' them pitfalls

Everybody know we got the world to gain

We got to stop the pain, Lord stop the rain



See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube

See the mission's to get what we don't got

Until we filthy rich an' on top

You betta go get it, it's yours

Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got

The struggle, it don't stop until we drop



Keep goin', little homey, why you slowin'?

Keep rollin', little homey, why you slowin'?

Keep rollin', little homey, why you slowin'?

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'



Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Yeah, young thug, the world is yours



Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Yeah, young thug, the world is yours



Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Yeah, young thug, the world is yours



Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours

Yeah, young thug, the world is yours

Writer(s): La Forrest Cope, O'Shea Jackson
Copyright: Gangsta Boogie Music, Universal Music Corp., Little Tanya Music, Universal Mca Music Publishing U.s.
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