Flesh N' Blood - No Other Like My Kind Lyrics
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No Other Like My Kind
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What Are The Lyrics For No Other Like My Kind By Flesh N' Blood?
You'll never find no other like my kind (like my kind)
Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Boogey man every time Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Boogey man every time Mo' thugs From the wasteland running up on you bang Nigga no one can touch my shit If you want to f*ck with this Must you come bang Mo thugs From the wasteland running up on you bang Nigga no one can touch my shit If you want to f*ck with this Must you come bang Leaving things to the real gees They be rolling with me Nigga we straight from Cleveland Everyday we stay thieving Thugging in your city you better come play my way Come get me let's parlay Ever they knew it And if I will say do it Stocking all my thugster way Bridge If you love to parlay Let me see your body swing Cleveland S.C.Ts Yes my niggers stay oldie Mo' thug family Range from Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Mortality family tree Thugging with Flesh B.O.N.E (Yeah) Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find, no other like my kind Boogey man every time Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find, no other like my kind Boogey man every time How funny? Flesh-N-Bone bash Kicking up dust from Cleveland All over the world wide We bashing over nasty niggers Holler for my gun shall blast Making my chest fit for anything so deadly bang Nigga you know the game And you know the name Mo' thug family need a repair Bang bang I gast to get down for my thing and maintain Keeping the police I'mma maul them Still I'm flipping this scripty thing Come get your thug on And parlay with the platinum player Only the peelish g-thing kick it So play your hide and seek, you play them Niggers they chasing paper Making that mighty dollar while you can Mobbing and balling your man Niggers they know I'm the man with the master plan How can I make you understand that You'll never find no other trues like my kind Ready fixing that saint claire wig splitters Boogey man every time If you heard there Some of the things l've been through Get it it's unbelievable So dabble the fiends and rub it Before their gangs randomly plead Try to play a role You'll never find no other like my kind (like my kind) Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Boogey man every time Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Boogey man every time Mortality family tree Thugging with Flesh B.O.N.E Yeah Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find, no other like my kind Boogey man every time Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find no other like my kind Come follow me thug stroll Come chill with me and tell me what you see You'll never find, no other like my kind Boogey man every time Woo-ooooh-wooooh Wooooh-woooh Wooo-ooh,woooh Turup-turup-tuuu |
Who Wrote No Other Like My Kind By Flesh N' Blood?
Flesh-n-bone, Damon Elliott, Damon W. Elliott, Teddy Harmon
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