-Intro (LaReece & Krayzie)-
Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? (Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes?)
-Chorus (Lareece & Krayzie)-
Cuz Bone Thugs' back and you gonna be in trouble... (Guess who's back...)
Krayzie
We keep it comin' gotta head for the Midwest, Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish breakin' into prison, gotta free Flesh! Finna drop another bomb/ Figure we would hit 'em with a lil' of a rhyme, comin' back up finna get 'em with another plan of rhythm makin'/ Every way we give 'em when we fuckin' with The Land/ They wanna get a rhythm, try to keep up with me, come on! Thirty million sold, said I'll joust that ass, now what about that? Listen to the different shit that every other rapper wanna sang, huh? Who that came from? Talkin' 'bout Bone fell off, say what? They bust just like us/ They ain't even knowin' that they dealin' with the residents/ They don't give it to us so we gon' take it, so you can run tell everybody Bone Thugs back up on the scene for the green, hey! I'm still Krayzie
-Chorus (Krayzie & LaReece)-
Wish
Now tell me how many thugs get down like us? And still harmonize like the great Temptations? Sit back, look back, came in the game, came right back (right back) with no hesitation/ Put up your money, your honey, whatever you got, we won't lose/ Put up or shut up, you're slapped in front of your dogs and all ya dudes (ooh!) cuz I'm a smarter thug, once born and been a thug/ What? He think heat gonna do somethin' (somethin') don't let the money fool you though, don't let the money do you cuz it ain't really 'bout nothin' (nothin') Ya front so much they gon' let ya in, that's that, they gon' show you who you' messin' with/ That's why it's art of war in this rap game; Gotta give it hard and let 'em know what they dealin' with
-Chorus (Krayzie & LaReece)-
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes?
Layzie
In the middle of the concrete jungle; We can do it, we can rumble, take it to the streets, let the whole world crumble/ All I ever seen was heavy smoke in the air, got 'em bustin' off shots, they just don't care/ Neither want Armageddon, all I see is bloody mess/ Niggas want cheese, but I know they gone test us/ Thugs comin' back to bring the thug essence, thugs comin' back to bring the thug blessin's/ For The Lord we gon' fight to win/ I'm a fight with my pen and get all hyped again; Tell the Bone Thug story on the mic again, and if a nigga still hatin' I'll pipe again/ Like I did before, crept, crept and I came/ Remember 4 more niggas that was down for they thang/ Never been afraid to let my nuts hang, how you think Bone made it to the top of the game nigga?
-Chorus (Krayzie & LaReece)-
Bizzy
Fully automatic loaded/ Remy Martin feel my potion/ Coastin' on freeways, keep rollin' till we hit the ocean, motion on freeways, bottle bustin' on niggas boastin'/ Poppi choc' loc' solo well where my pistol smokin'/ Pull up and pop a bitch/ Nigga is you tokin' tokin'? Totin' my guns now, got you people open now/ Now these niggas is into me, shots up in they body, never was friends to me/ Pass me the Hennessey, Hey!
-Chorus (Krayzie & LaReece)-
-Outro (Krayzie)-
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes