You know how we do it....Bone Bone bone Bone Thug....It's all about the music,
it's all about the music......
Hook(Krayzie & Felicia)
Everyday.....it seems it' gettin shorter as the world turns round and round,
these last days, so crazy......oh why....everyday. (Felicia: everyday
everyday)....it seems it's gettin shorter as the world turns round and round,
these last days...so crazy
Krayzie
They tellin me crime is decreasin, then what is the reason for their brutality,
huh...they killin these niggaz in cold blood, Bone Thug been a part of the
reality, all the insanity, ain't no more humanity, what ever happened to
family, lost mine way back in the game, back when the crack came, it ain't too
much saints here today, seems like it's never gone get better, wonder if we'll
ever get to live in peace, these...days of our lives, they keep on gettin
shorter everytime that I realize that it won't be too long, before, we wake up
and the world...is gone, and it won't be no...world war, it'll be armageddon
for sure...for sure...for sure....
[Intro: Bizzy Bone]
(I'm just tryin' to survive)
Yeah, Uh, yeah. Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone, Wish N Bone, Flesh N Bone.
Tha lil' muthafuckin' nigga you know it's Bizzy Bone.
[Flesh N Bone:]
We've been doin' this time
On the grind, they down up north
Pull up yo' britches
You bitches been caught
Said they got something, some shit
You fucked up when you thought about it
You dealin' with niggas that's built to last
We fully equipped like trucks
You can't afford, this shits when they land
Brought tha whole clan
With a gift they can't undastand, catch it
Cause you came in second
Sure you niggas been feelin' it all day
Cause you niggas been stealin' the whole time
You sippin' on it like the finest wine
I said, I'm just tryin' to survive
Damn, that's my motto until I wake up again
On tha real, fool, mark my eyes, God
Who the most high, shakin' 'em up again
[Layzie Bone:]
So fly, when I lean to the side
Hit 'em with the rhythm
Make 'em go bye, bye
Cadillac, warn your envy eyes
Never seen nothin' like the Uni5
Climb high strive ride
Remember that enterprise
Nigga, these niggas right here get live
Suprise, suprise
Been there, done done that
Been through the best and I've been through the worse
Made my money on tha first of tha month
Slang and I bang and I pop the trunk
I go up against all the powers that be
Original Thugs that done mastered the streets
Ain't no competition
Who faster than these G's
Now that the 5th dog is free
[Chorus:]
The world ain't ready(I'm Just trying to survive)
The game ain't ready
These niggas ain't ready
Cause these lyrics heated heavy (we the unified 5)
The world ain't ready(I'm Just trying to survive)
The game ain't ready(Watch me If I'm lyin')
These niggas ain't ready
Cause these lyrics heated heavy (we the unified 5)
[Krayzie Bone:]
Ya'll niggas better get up off of my nuts
We coming with the rhythm, the flow they can't touch
Whenever you're ready to go they get cut
Rappin' at the same time, slang our stuff
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh. Perfection connection
One mo time resurrection
Finna hit 'em so real that it ain't no half steppin'
[Wish Bone:]
Walk a little, get 'em
When I hit 'em I get rid of them
Watch your tone and keep your volume to a mininum
Boy watch your self
Grown man don't fool yourself
Good hands, think fast
They done let the 5th loose
What u wanna do?
Militant streets
Drop 'em your boots Ooo
Put it up and lose
This is what we do
And I can feel the rain comin'
All in the streets
Washin' all the stains from me
So, so bloody
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone:]
I'm Just tryin' to survive
Put 'em up, I'm a get my 9
Fly to the mainframe
Same thang, Chain Gang
Wanna bang, bang
Get down for my thang
Then change it back to size
Higher when I realize
Tired of all the lies, surprise
Traveled down the sides
Word to the wise
Take a dip into pie
Flip it with the pie
Welcome to the eye
Kick it with the mind
Back to the ride, to the sky
Akon, I'm trying
Remember that die, die, die
Little fly by night
Out of my mind and out of yo sights
-Layzie Bone-
Puttin yo' shit to the pave Hittin' dem mean witta guage Me
Lil' Lay wit' Rip, Kray, Str8 Gotta blaze dem a's And neva to
taste Bone Me deadly thugstaz, thuggish ruggish Neva to take
no losses Put 'em all in a coffin Get dearly departed Betta
off there
-Wish Bone-
Relivin' the psychopath And down with tha buckin' blast, and
takin' my chance Cause when you get near my Sawed Off Who gon'
be rest, to pass the blast 'Cause if ya thinkin' of kickin'
these Ya best be packin' yo' sit to b's That it makes a
difference I'm movin' yo' ass with tha quickness
-Krayzie Bone-
Now Krayzie Bone is rip (buck, buck, buck) fuckin' once It
ain't a nigga to pick up a pen to be rippin' tha skin to send
it down to the Mac 10 There's neva anotha to cova tha brotha I
smotha tha sucka and move undercover Be leavin dem niggaz as
they go and take cova, but threwin, and doin a second murda.
-Bizzy Bone-
Tha street sweepa Would it make or break 'cause me pullin'
outta yo pot, which shot Puttin' tha bullets just where ya
touch and ummm Whippedy tet, tet, tet, tet, tet with tha bo,
bo, bo deppedy dup Betta be yo set up, wet up, get 'um on the
(feat. Keith G, Thin C)
[Intro: Thin C]
Let it burn (burn, haters, burn)
Uh, uh, let it burn (let that fire burn)
Uhh, uhh.. let it burn (burn, haters, burn)
Uhh, uhh
[Thin C]
Rest is for the restless, sleep is for the dead
Thin C in this bitch, puttin lame niggaz to bed
You catchin hot ones to your dome for the stupid shit you said
The game goes wrong when you're snitchin, to the Feds
"Kill all rats" - that's how Pistol Pete say it
The roof's on fire? Let the motherfucker burn
Mo Thug, ThugLine, Bone Thug, it's your turn
Slap these niggaz with a pistol grip and lay 'em on the curb
[Krayzie Bone]
I keep niggaz charisma left blurry, bitches is lookin at me leary
Feelin weary as we sink 'em, to the bottom of Lake Erie, hear me
One lyrical genius man, I mean I'm the meanest
See how they swing on my penis, watch how they sing and try to be us
Yeah, we them niggaz that like to fuck up the party
Already drunk off Bacardi and start shit with everybody-body
You wanna battle me nigga? You better come check my fuckin status my nigga
You hoes ain't got lyrics to handle me nigga
Man I got styles, styles, and many styles
to make you get down, get down, get down
When you see that black Caddy better respect (respect)
It's the Granddaddy of the Midwest
[Keith G]
What, what, Keith G
They paid to say that snappy shit, nigga that nappy shit
Gone off a fifth, it's your boy, Keith Griff'
In the alley with that Bum shit, fuck a job shit
Bone scoop me up, give me the pill, watch me run this
Dippin like I'm Reggie Bush, through your neighborhood
Five on the wood make it all go good
On stage where a nigga stood
I'm a (Layzie) (Krayzie) nigga, so I (Wish) you would
Ride the 'Line motherfucker, try and stop mine, stick to your crime
I'm from that West Coast sunshine, born to rhyme
Still I struggle in these hard times, who got a dime or a nickel
to help yo' nigga get up out of this pickle; you see?
[Layzie Bone]
They call him Da Bum cause he from the slums
Straight from the gutter, gettin his paper while you lookin for him
He wants some beef with thirty skinny niggaz strapped up
I steamroll 'em like a Mack truck, man I'm leavin these niggaz stacked up
And they home, it's not hard to find 'em
Put that pistol to yo' head and leave you absent-minded
I'm a hustler grindin, all about perfect timin
I'm complicated nigga, simple like Simon
Bone boys shinin, test the skill
Look a nigga up and down like, "Is you for real?"
Better chill or catch a reflex
Have a nigga on the ground screamin, "Respect!"
[Thin C]
Nigga you bound to get a hot one popped at ya
Froze from your head to toe like the Rocky statue
Too late to say that you ain't know that you was high-cappin
Runnin off at the lip - here's a tip bitch!
Backhands and combinations, they don't miss
I don't discriminate, I eliminate; do you like Bush did Saddam
Crush your whole world, catastrophic like a bomb
That's how the roof got tore off this motherfucker man
[Outro: Thin C]
Burn, haters, burn (uh, uh.. let it burn)
Let that fire burn (uhh, uhh.. let it burn)
Burn, haters, burn (uhh, uhh)
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it
Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy-E
1994, rushin through the door with the Bone flow
Nigga was creepin on a come up, doin it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before
But we never got our props
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started changin, business rearangin
Then the time when Bone and Ruthless wasn't vibin
Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit
Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up
And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still strugglin
Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm jugglin
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so immaculate
I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry
So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me
Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less
?? that crazy muthafucka from the world's most dangerous group
Mo Thugs Nation, ?? on your life
That's absolutley what I'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that muthafucka that be ??, the nigga that bust all y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic
I'm comin in smooth, rockin this hip-hop music just the way you like
Tellin all biters to please stop tryin
Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his eyes ?? pop,
shot one through his head
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill
Now look through the ??, stop steel
Y'all some fake-thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are
We all true sound, nigga united gatherin souls, how we roll
And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes
But I had my ??, nah nigga that's my nuts ?? don't touch that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so they die
They only got love for those who love me
In the meanwhile I main to keepin my mind on my money
And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny
Especially when you hungry, nigga
With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds
In '91 I'm runnin from the fuckin cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it
Know niggas that'd had no pussy
Said that would never read or get to L.A.
And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin that reefer, niggas know how I'm livin
'Cause I was havin children when y'all was lookin for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ??
When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ??, burn the whole store down all by myself
?? for fuckin with the Bone flow
Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one, and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell-out?
But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out?
I'll bail out with a ??, that pussy makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range
Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain
The villain is chillin with his children
Bitch, I keeps it real!
I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line
Nigga designed a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen, nigga pay attention
Oh, and did I mention, had a tape before I crept on a come up, Faces of Death
Blessin 40 o-z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (??)
Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney
It's like this nigga, I don't even fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin a damn thing, Flesh
Trues Humbly United Gatherin Souls, just to let you know
Heaven'z Movie, yours truely, Mr. Gambini
(Kraaaayzie) It's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little Stevie
And when you ask me how I maintain
I watch my niggas rule, act a fool, and ace the game
Mo Thug one, witness the Family Scriptures
Mo Thug two, Family Reunion comin to get ya
Mo Thug three, presentation of the mothership
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that I feel??
Cause I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And I feeling so right
Roll (roll), let's smoke, I got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
And I just been smokin' and smokin'
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could be a better place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out),
Choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out)
Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
Sure I need some more
Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
got the weed between the sheets
Catch me, Mary J. blessed me
Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt
Open up and what you'll find in there (you don't really want)
I never been in High Times (I never been in High Times)
I never been in High Times
but can you tell me that I've been so high all my life
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
I remember being a little thug
Weed, really didn't know what it was
Then I took a puff and I realized
I should always stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like I feel, I got half on yo dime
If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker
If it's mine then I would
since it's yours you could, you should
If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
Cause you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
Bone Thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why I do it. Love the sky
And I soar up so high
This mornin' I was in my bed
Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
So please don't go away, that's all I got to say
Is I gotta have you Mary J
Such a heavenly feelin' I get when I'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain
Oh darlin' I'm going insane, and I really wish we can
Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam
You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug nigga
Nothin' less than a killa, I'm out in front makin' my scrilla
I'm happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
Be rippin' the bong like me, can hit it as long as me
And when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and every day I wake
Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk
So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in my drop top
Glock cocked, rollin', just rollin'
Me and Mary Jane
It's my world, it's my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up,
we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
Shit, who Bone Thugs?
Hell yeah Bone Thugs
Man them niggas broke up a long time ago
Nigga what the fuck you talking bout?
Mmm huu.
Shit Nigga
I'll tell you one thing
Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
You right about that shit right there
You know, Is that right?
Heh heh
Nigga you gotta be kidding me
What?
Nigga give me a drink!
Here nigga, here some Hennessy
Man, them niggas can't be dying
Bone Thugs Negro
Don't know where you are?
It can't be over!
It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout?
Nigga gimme a drink.
And tha haters can't stand it.
They can't believe it. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony
Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
Ruthless Records.
What, What Rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather.
Ooh-eee
Better call the police!
Bone Thugs~N~Harmony, 2000 muthafuckas!
Our Father who Art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name
Will they prostitute me?
Will they prosecute me?
Stay under surveillance
Get out tha county, this nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry
Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch
Runnin' and we thuggin' it up
Look at a creepin' on ah come up
Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious
How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up?
Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
Play our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town.
Northcoast keep going.
Ready for the Midwest invasion
y'all niggas keep growing
but know that I know we was saken
fuck shit some niggas can't take it, respect that.
But we poets and if you don't squash it, fuck some rap shit.
I be on some many mack your ass attack shit.
Ready to back that.
Now who rollin'?
Bone
Krayzie up in this muthafucka
Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka until somebody dead!
And even though we know niggas bust back.
Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart attacks.
Unload Tat-tat-tat-tat!
Krayzie Bone never did roll with no hoes,
Hell naw we lettin' muthafuckas know.
Everybody on the floor!
And this ain't no goddamn joke!
Nigga, break yourself or get broke!
All I want is the money
my cash flow
and I'm leaving on the first thing smoking out to Cleveland
We gotta get even.
Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathing.
And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me.
Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleeding.
Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load em
never forgot how to shoot 'em.
Always a thug nigga what?
Fuck it, let's shoot up the club.
If any of you niggas get pumped
Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
And we goin' shut this whole thang down
Going out with a big bang, pow!
And that's how the thugs do it
You know we get down and dirty
Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me
Let's get ready for war
Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless
So, any nigga that want static
come meet us outside in the Yard, bitch!
It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob
I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids
Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends 'til the law ends, flossing
Rollin in my Benz I go against the grain
see, we ain't go change
I take an eye for a eye
Either thug or you die, and I ain't going cry.
Rock a bye bye, nigga, die-die
Got a grudge against the judge tryin' to lock up my thugs
wanna see us fall short
Fuck it, I'ma blow up the court and show 'em no remorse.
Hit 'em up with the C4, backdoor
Nigga, let stack go
I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love
Better let dogs loose
Got him, hold him up
and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz
All the real niggas in the streets with heat
If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it
Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public
If you runnin' for your life
In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream,
Murda on the government, take me
No surrender, no retreat
Might as well say,
Fuck this rappin', what's happening?
Layzie going out blasting I'm smashing on any muthafucka who be thinking they gon' get they ass off without gettin' a little action.
I crept and I came, down for my thang, man.
It's a different game.
Muthafuckas out callin' my name, but I'ma keep it the same
Figured I changed, nigga, fuck the fame
It ain't no mystery about mine
Same little nigga from the double nine
Everytime, I keeps it real with shit you can feel, still to the glock glock
Aw yeah, I'ma hit 'em with the murda mo.
See 'em, better let it go
Bet they gon' run, run. Nine millimeter plus
I got a nigga beat or when it ain't enough
I got my shotgun
Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me?
Y'all say you real, then we'll see
Will you ride for me?
Will you die for me?
If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me?
There he go, now slowly approach
start buckin' but baby, no kills
Hit him low, we gotta get money so fuck it
just show him what's real
Cause it's all about money, money, yeah
Don't get in my way
Fuckin' with my money
cause that could surely get you killed
Better find somebody to play with 'cause I really ain't out to play bitch
Serious 'bout mine 'cause you're runnin' out of time
and talkin' that shit'll get you touched, bitch
Now you know that we ain't into that rapping back and forth on no song
Shit, like we ain't got nothin' else to talk about but you on that hoe shit
There go Cleveland
Let's get it over with
Get the fuck outta my way
They say they move down and side to side
I beg to part your stupid ass clean out my path
Nigga, when the bullet blow!
One bullet for this silly muthfucka!
Your bloodbath, baby livin' in the day that made me sick in tha head
So crazy, interrogation
So many haters aggravate, so I convey and toss grenades
You niggas wanna be the T H U G?
Please, like me but can't see me
Bend and roll like a fuckin' hog
Muthafuck, 5th Dawg is definitely too damned greedy, sleazy
So many hoes screaming, bitch, skeeze me
Tease my nuts, get up on the thug stroll darling
Stack my dollars up to the ceiling
Nigga, with a mob and creeping through the neighborhood robbing damn
It's a man on the roof with a gun, better run
It's your chance
Running through serving a dum dum to you
I'm a unique Bone Thug man
Stop wonderin' why did he leave that bloody, dead body gone
The nigga thought he could fuck with mine
but you'll never find no others more like my kind
You heard my niggas willin' to get down and dirty
I don't give a fuck!
See the villian trudging, nigga, peeling slugs!
A muthafucka here to show you who the realest thugs and that's us
the original thugstas
Subliminal criminal way to kill an individual
Bone clone niggas that thinkin' that they invincible
but not a real
I'm here to let you know, for sure, hoes!
Yeah niggas
Bone back in the house once again
bringing ya'll niggas that real shit!
Lil Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, and that nigga Flesh!
Wanna say what's up to all them real ass niggas out there feeling this thug
shit and
fuck all y'all player hating ass
cloning ass, wannabe Eazy-E Bone Thug Mo Thug ass niggas!
We told ya'll niggas this shit was eternal
Hey hey holla holla nigga
What's happening?
I got the biggest boulders right here motherfucker
These motherfucking rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't wanna see
None of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block
Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block
Who servin' tha fiends
Hundred thousands of green
For the love of money
Cash all around me
Demons can cloud me
While I'm in the county I can die
Flipped up my style-y as we came at the same time
Baby tempted, in the tension
Ouija shit got you demented
Crash the Benz and ending your sentence
Born for criminal defendants
Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking
Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine
Animals move animals reputed
Every daily grades let it be the reason
My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies
In Eden leading seeping
And I don't wanna rock the pump
But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me what
Nigga that thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit
All of my dogs all of we lie
Nigga you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts
It was the 7th sign regime
Wid the nines and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wrong wid we
Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead
I rather run up and smash you wid a passion
And they chalking it off his head
Nigga instead I'ma let them bleed
Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead
It's just another day I gotta get paid
Who got the biggest boulder
Who servin' tha fiends
Now could this be B-O-B
The bad boy the Bone
I be thugging for eternal
Wanna test me it's on
Now where my niggas at
Pull a nigga wig back
Nigga dig that dig that
All original peep the zone criminal here we go
From a place where a nigga might bury ya
Nigga act up and I betta take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's Most
Barely coast ta coast
If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and don't die for me
Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me
Sleepwalk shit talk nigga
That be running from niggas in the ghetto
Now get on my level rebuking the Devil
Representing like ah heavenly rebel
Even though my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench
For the funny shit
All about the murda for the love ah money shit
Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade nigga
If you got and I want it I'ma take it
Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it
Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit
Half baked and gone off this indoe stick
Wanna hit it call just as you next
Hit it two times and pass
And nigga hold ya breath
Lay playing wid a half deck
Playin' wid ah half deck
I'm fucked up but I bail on the darkside
Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo
Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo
Nobody be fucking wid Bone top platinum
So ah now that you got that album fool
Tell me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it
Stay drop and hit up they head
That ch'all can go and get
Peepin' here they come wake it off
So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick
Servin' them paper murda them 1-8-7 ova haters
Fuck you be done,
Did it wid niggas do whateva they gotta do
My nigga just do what ya gotta do
Even if you gotta spark a few
Just rob a few jack move
It's just another day I gotta get paid
Niggas ain't rapping the same way
Made niggas it figures now thug wid these niggas
That eating betta than the nigga
Betta lay in low so when the po-po rolling
Stroll on my depths as a criminal
Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up
Nigga let's show this shit be real
But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats loco
Straight smoke ah motherfucka do it fast
Where the fiends at?
Nigga
Bone Thugs
Harmony
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money aint a thang,
My my babys bangin,
beefin with me,
squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
but the ways of a broad
don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
tie down.
And child hood scars,
crackhead cause niggas I dont know
that who'd ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it's over it's over,
for the soldiers who hear me, that'll
get me in trouble.
Can I be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
Can I get drunk off in some bar,
without some haters sayin
"Who do you think you are?!"
When I'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........
Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
we in the Flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
fuck what u heard and you read about us,
just believe what you saw.
Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the Bone,
But I sure dont click with hoes
and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
they poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
and when I run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
You punk niggas hate us,
but we don't trip,
we still get madd ass love.
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
rip it off his ass,
keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
fuck it that's all I been all of my life.
It's just T-H-U-G we be.
And it aint no thang,
keep buckin buckin,
dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money aint a thang,
Time after time,
everywhere I look,
everywhere I turn,
niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
but a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
and I really can't blame you,
cause I do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
livin that street life.
Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
thats why I got heat for armageddon.
Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin,
nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
thats pullin the trigga
is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
as we watch you bleed.
nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with Lay
is a game you shouldnt play,
even myself I could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
and Imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch,
and Bone Thugs in this bitch, nigga.
It's all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
betta count your shit
It's still St. Clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that I run with,
you dont wanna fuck with.
{Dollars and dollars but still,}
{we gotta get mo}
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
but not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
alot of plannin, bus rides, and {Eazy}
Fo cheese,
believe me,
believe me,
and it aint gone stop at the end of my time
with my Bone Thug love
I'ma always get mine.
And I mean that,
gotta have that,
paper paper,
money money,
money, money.
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money aint a thang,
You better believe we five of the last
true soldiers standin' in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya'll, flip on yall,
I am what I am the Fifth Dawg!
It's all good,
paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell'em I got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E).
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo
fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they're down,
and we'll bang your brain,
muthafucka for thinkin he famous!
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh
And if I can go bite the bullet
so Eazy in my cadillac,
bend a couple of corners,
smoke out with some hoes,
now where yall at?
21st century heroes,
two-triple-zero,
righteous ones,
And wish the Howse
The souljahs marching on prepared for war
The souljahs marching on prepared for war
The cycle continues look what I've been through
Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs
Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand
New millenium marching forward
All aboard seek and destroy
Any nigga that throw a decoy
We them niggas you can't avoid
Boy boy don't fuck around and get me paranoid
I'm on a mission impossible, off da rip when he get hostile
If you gots ta know I got lots of dough
So the murda mo ain't no optional
Unstoppable relentless rolling in Benzes
Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga believe it
Proceed wid the lead and completed it's on
Feel my bombs motherfucker, undisputed round for round
Putting it down, town ta town tearing da roof of this mother-fucker
When I'm in your city get wit me fuck wit your nigga
When I'm in Maui hoes around me still come fuck wid your niggas
But if you ain't talking about no money
Nigga you really ain't talking no sense
Out of line wid out a dime,
Motherfucker you got me ready
It ain't no honour amongst thieves
Won't waste my time smoking weed
Wid all these petty conversations
So I avoid the playa hation
Still, got the gun on Frankie Sosa
Fully automatic four mathematics original souljahs
See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out,
Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out
Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out
Mo and mo cash for everyone in the room
Every homie know we move you know the scope is on
Come in and snooze who feeling my music true dat
Cause if I was in there
I woulda been looting like the rest ah y'all knew dat (Bone Thug)
Know we knew that in your conscience,
You ain't nuthing but a mobster
You can't be budged
God only can judge you (Thug Luv)
Loot all the cops erase the judge
Heading for the fifth dimension mention
Then settle some stuff legal
All I really wanted was a Regal
Now who gon' be the last two soldiers standing
Doing back ta back holding the cannons
Another episode of my bloodish
On hit wid ah low blow
Just a thugging ass nigga
That's ready ta get some sense
I sorta like Billy The Kid
Mixed like a leather show no mercy
Filthy gonna kick in explicit some material too deadly
So prepare the description advisory
If you rise get ready fuck wid me steady
Everyday all day daily haters wanna come try fade me
Unleash the guage release bush
Trying ta feel it the wrath of the whirldwind
Sware you'll wake up fast motherfucker
Before the fifth dog holla missile off
And blast you between your eyes serving no homicide
Victim is blown right, all we know she got decapitated
Nigga your body rot in the crypt
We taping it up to the ceiling graded
Time from time and again my niggas had ta warn
All you enemies of mine I'm coming ta storm
My niggas be storming through wid army and fatigues
Feel the grief artillery nigga them prophets
To the apostle living a revelation set off the revolution
Nigga the desperado, you niggas can't fuck wid the fifth dog killer
Could you tell me where you run to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the LAPD see you ridin' dirty dirty dirty)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)
I'm stuck in this penetentiary called life
Deciphering wrong from right
Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting
Puttin' the oldest far from life,
Facing a brick wall at a stand still
Was it a dream or was it reality
Now it's a nightmare hunting my sanity
Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me
It's sad to see I be bustin' my ass
I'm down for my grind getting nowhere fast
I'ma thug so you know ah nigga built to last
To the point ah no return tryna' get the cash
Feel mo' wrath, murda on the government
War for the niggas on the streets
It'll be no peace till the top dog eat
Tryna' stop my meal you can catch this steel
6 feet deep is where you be layin'
Worms and maggots is where you be stayin'
Deaperado 2000 all about the money murda 'n mayhem
I look at the niggas I went to school wid
Shot pool wid was always cool wid
Same niggas I just can't fool wid
Niggas got guns and ready to use it
So I'm trapped up against the wall
Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me
Tryin' ah catch me up in that robbery
Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
But I'm proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can't stay out
Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide
And it ain't no way out
Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck)
(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)
Together forever,
I know they wanna see us fall
And if I had no money you would probably playahate me
Selling dummies all dum dum dum dum
Oh every, nigga don't wanna see us wid no money
You won't see me when I've said it
And if some come run only to visit
No muse so if I told you would you tell me like you did it?
I hate that wake that sucker up buck buck buck
'N tell him to take that wid him
Now that we still thugging
Spitting as we run away from prison
Nigga we still running,
But the bad bad boyz is still coming
Nobody wanna start this revolution,
How could they be some soldiers you ain't neva been in no war
The end of it, been training during, east time and least time
Getting ready ah mind could learn to love it
And when I release mine on the public
Thuggish ruggish and plus it's all, real
I put that on yo nine millimetre steel
All judges, that's strictly real
Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck)
(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)
Now all ah y'all niggas tough
Y'all ready for violence violence
But niggas don't give ah fuck
We ready to riot riot
When all the smoke clears
Y'all niggas long gone (Damn)
Niggas learn the hard way shoulda stayed at home
Got ah couple million on this uh huh
Got ah couple milion on that (that's right)
Got ah couple million on everything we do
Can you sell that?
And it didn't come easy round our way,
We had to hustle to survive and didn't eat some days
Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)
I'm stuck lookin' for the lost soul
Niggas stucked at the crossroad
Thugging wid my people and I seen so much evil
In the midst I hear you, but I fear no evil
Crooked life revealing tick tock racing against my time
Against my grind while you coming and stand here
Nigga betta wake up cause they're not blind
While I live the thin line, between love and hate
How many gon' survive armageddon
Just waiting to atone that day
In the Roman gates here to make no mistakes
Handle stakes and man Lord meet me half ah the way
Kicking up dust thugging with my runaway slaves, for safety
Livin' in ah world so cruel
And I got nothing to lose
Rippin' and thuggin' wid Trues
Smoking the sweetest cheeba drinking brews
My motherfuckin' niggas killing when it comes to my screeler
Bang bang I gotta stay down for my hood thing
Never ask where the killas at
Niggas run wid automatic weapons
All I really wanted was ah gun
I neva gave ah fuck and drop neva one in the bay and had away wid her
Bone's hitting all day wid the Lay wid ah play
Wid the seven other niggas no protecting smoking hay what
Would he pray wid her would he pray wid her
Ohh Ohh No No
Stressin' henny got fiend and green and nicotine
Noooo-torious bustin' wid my regime fiends all around me
Ah genuinely pumpin' new millenium
Thugs caught up brought up believe me
Revelation to the station holocaust
Billow and smoke the ozone, Soooo
Can't stand just listening
Go on ah God like mission to live all the written inscriptions
Nobody was gifted so many lifted spliffs been hold
That's while I'm pissing
It's nowhere to turn to no shit
But I'ma stay Christian
Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck)
(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations
And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken
Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan
We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared
Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates
Or will I burn off in that lake now,
Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake
How many wait it's too late it's over now
Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable,
Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin'
Betta plead to bloody Jesus
Watch how the majesty control it
Don't let it go slow down hold on
Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah,Amen
I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya
Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm
I got designed when the world drop dimes
This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind
Code Murder One, Code Murder One,
Code Murder One, Code Murder One
Murder them mo
If the world should end today!
Fully automatic gunning through it
Gunning thangs, red rummed when strumming pain
Mo murda, I heard 'em holla holla, clock dollas
Swallow me baby cause we balling hollow point tips to the CI
Enemies keep rolling, get 'em off that flaunted fluid
Making me nauseous cautious these niggas is flossing
My Nina Ross tossed out I'm slaucing
It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em
Who wanna magnum?
Who wanna tag 'em?
Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby (bitch)
Smoked out in high school
Sleeping the fifth grade selling chicken
Gotta get paid we in the kitchen
Cooking up grade and baby go on go grym
Hold on, motherfucking gun
Another fifth took one hood shot she split up
Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up
So huff and make it settle
Make me push this panic button nigga
We moving like the Panthers in the sixties
Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited
You wit me nigga you wit me
Millitant minded perfect timing it
Always on the incline ah shit
Nigga that's down for the grind ah shit
Keeping real niggas rewinding this,
Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland
We call it thieving mind deceiving
Hear the reasons for hustling season
Bottom line money is power
And the power mean muscle
Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling
Nigga get down for his hustle his hustle hustle
Now nigga now what ya gon' do when they come for you
Well I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do
Scream M-O-G and start blasting
Nigga never did like them boyz in blue
No regards for authorities,
Wanna dump ah nigga up wid the ferozine
Oh you invited to the bloody ass whore scene
Know what I mean you betta get wid the team
Cause this is the soldiers ready for war nigga,
We from way down under nigga been waiting for the day
To let off these rounds it's thunder, it's thunder
Got my mind made up, and if niggas str8 balling up outta control
Just as those hoes nigga rose
On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough
Separated mine through prose,
Open and close just like a case
Place to place ya feeling ya safe
HB all up in my face,
And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe
I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war
Boy boy I seek and destroy any nigga that throw the decoy
See me I'm stacked and ripping shit
Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats
Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach,
Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket
Ready to buck on the crowd,
As long as that one little nigga
Sagging and bragging and talking loud
Talking about he bout it bout it
Nigga I got yo whole clik
Real niggas don't run they mouth
Real niggas make moves and get rich
Mobbing in ah Expedition
Thinking of ah proposition
Settle my composition
Feeling relentless fucking up gun condition
Mo murda competition,
How many niggas on the frontline
Ready for whateva my nigga wid yo tech nine
Nigga disrespect mine,
How will you lose the chalk
For marrow rip through thine spine
If you wanna listen to what I say
Hey gotta pay intuition,
This ain't no free exploit of an exhibit
Cause, my niggas, to exquisite
I'm so armageddon, just as my Smith & Wesson
Here's a nice slug for you
And my nitrogen glyc bomb
Can land on them newly morgue
I watch when they all come stormin'
So when my one hit 'em up they fall
Let off wid ah little frustration bust my gun
What's happening nigga?
Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't nothing just out here grinding, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
I need some weed
Aw, man I don't even fuck wit the weed no more
What?
Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
Ecstasy, what?
Nigga this the shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everything, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these motherfucker's let you try this motherfucking out, man
And I bet you be calling me tomorrow
talking 'bout you want some more of this shit
Man I'm telling you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm telling you boy
This nigga tripping
This shit will have you on the level
Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them motherfuckers dere man
Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, 'cause I'm floating in ecstasy.
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinking to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
'cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweaking, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floating in ecstasy (just like the nigga told me)
I fell so realish realish realish, 'cause we floating in ecstasy.
My name come alive (?).
An I'm poking in sumpin oh damn but it ain't no joke
Cut guards and red beans
And for them niggaz that follow me around for my mojo
Feeling so see... 'Cause I'm floating in ecstasy
(Alright) Ahh, my nigga just call up the homie
To hook us up on that liquid G
An if these hoes don't wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly
I'm feeling way high, but I'm also feeling way low
But damn I'm stuck in between.
Fucking wit broad boys and never get used
Just help, just throw in a few more.
Diablos, nigga Flesh Bone so chill
I'm feeling it hump through my body, feeling hot an exotic
Feeling knocked out, feeling too sexy for my motherfucking self
Gotta find my bitch and fuck her ass to death
I feel so realish realish realish 'cause we floating in ecstasy.
Whose my nigga that told me the level I started to see the devil
Nigga was floating in ecstasy
Shit, I took the pill. Couldn't feel nothing so I'm breaking
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch cracking
Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck y'all let me do this?
I'm looking at my homegirl like I wanna, nigga this some new shit
I realized, nigga took one step an started stumbling
An I was trying to call my nigga but he couldn't hear me,
so I guess I'm mumbling
Fall off into sumpin. But I guess I'm on a mission
Telling my niggaz that I love 'em now but it ain't nobody listening
Whistling hanging out the window, need me some indo.
Till I let go like, me silky fine.ine.ine.
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at the door.
But nigga was paranoid so I grabbed the gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded
But I'm running a secret 'cause... 'cause a nigga can't take it.
Shake it if I can but I'm blending wit the killas
And I wish E was here to feel pillish
I feel so violent violent fucking wit that ecstasy. Come roll wit me.
I've been smoking weed for a very long time, why should I change?
An plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain (brain)
Ah, ah, why should I (I) just to get high, when weed gets me high?
Nigga try this here. They said betta then that there
They say, "Ya like it (ya like it)". So I tried it. (i tried it)
I thought the shit will have a nigga high an horny
I'm high, but I'm to high. Wanna hurt somebody
Nigga you tripping, get a hold of that shit, and ride that high
But I'm tripping, body moves, won't nobody get hurt (hurt)
Rolling, rolling, rolling and she ain't even in the car
Layzie won't believe me high off the LSD
What y'all don't know, we riding on the highway
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way
She reaching feeling so zigidy zigidy zigidy
Got these bitches, fucking these bitches
Baby be peeled off, peeling on moving slow
An Bizzy be rock hard, tongue-well and mean slow
We in the club crunk, fucked up, and still rolling
They know my pockets swollen. Hold up show 'em we rolling
We rolling, rolling, rolling and rolling, rolling, rolling
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy 'cause we rolling over ecstasy
We rolling over ecstasy
(We rolling over ecstasy)
We rolling over ecstasy
(We rolling over ecstasy)
Fuck, give me a pill
Oh, shit
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Say don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Now why did they kill him
It's one of my niggas is dreamin' schemin on making a million
Tryin' feed they children and police keep coming around
And keep tryin' to beat you down, and take you out
Nigga don't worry God don't like evil
Shit is so clear that they can't even see through
But no matter what we do (matter what we do),
We gon' be strugglin' forever running forever
The hood that I seein' it won't get no betta
Until armageddon goes down it's not a legend
It's kinda hard to view, paradise,
But if you just try close your eyes you can view it
But reality hits you soon as you open your eyes you find
That you still live a fucked up life
And the streets done took over your mind
Figure you gotta survive, so somebody got to die
You just wanna break down and cry
But asking God to come help us please, why?
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Some ah y'all niggas really can't fight
Betta get it together getta act right
Cause when you fuck wid Bone
Betta come wid somethin' betta have you shit right
And don't be planning no future on nuthing you heard, nigga,
He say she say get you fucked up killa
And I'm gon' ride, won't lose no sleep over nuthin'
You can save it friend
But all these years,
Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin'
Livin' in these wicked days
Tryin' to get over my wicked ways
Time after time I know we tried
But losing this life everyday
And I don't wanna go out like that not me,
Lately Bone got what you want
Physically you don't wanna bleed
A la la la la la la
Hit 'em hard it's gonna be alright,
Alright alright
And don't you worry bout, a damn thang
And don't you worry bout, a damn thang,
Wid all odds, against us
When the guard got me running for the fences
Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells
I'm teaming my clip wid the extra extension
I sit in my basment like it's a crackhouse bored,
Blackout cause I was paranoid, he enjoys what I avoid
The courts ah bowl ah, crooks
Cause bitches want the money on ya books
Destroy double eyed dotted watch devil smiles wid a cush
Gotta sell chronic to get me up some mellofied timing televised
The crucified promised in ah my ish nobody can stop us
Where the shoot out?
How many niggas you killed?
How many niggas for real?
Like Mary Louelle as long as I live
Forty five strategized like,Ohh dow,
Niggas can blast at me
Bitches can pass me,
Fuck ah chicken and let's get on
I remember like yesterday
Way back in the day coming up
Moms used to read to me everyday
Through the evening even through the afternoon
In the dawn ah book of songs,
So I'm wondering off through the wilderness
Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death
Want to hunt me down all the need for people
Heaven I wonder will the devil catch me shall prevail
Lately even heaven is flashy sick of this amazed envy
And it ain't nuthin' to see and believe in heaven in front of you
That's what I'm having a de ja vu
Lord when I lay down down to sleep
I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep,
And if I should die before I wake up wake up wake up wake up
I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls oh please Lord take us
I say to my momma peep no no more crying drying eyes
Nigga locked up at wayside
Couldn't even pay respect to my stepdad when he died
So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county
Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home
Don't worry bout a damn thang
Everything finna be al-right
Off to the door so bright like a knight in shining armour
Hug my wife my sons my daughter
Ain't no more reason to even bother
Look nigga I ain't worried bout nothing
Cause it's a little thing I know called faith
All you need is much as a mustard seed
And the Lord will keep you safe
Whateva don't kill you will make you stronger
I promise you that just keep on pushing,
If you slip you fall and you hurt yourself
Then the Lord will provide your cushion
Determination, rules the nation whateva you facing just be a man
Believing in death before dishonor shake the drama and take a stand
For ah nigga like me see it didn't come easy
Ah nigga had to struggle and fight
At ah point and time in my life
It's like ah nigga just can't get it right
To all of my family Layzie loves ya
And I never take shit for granted
Feeling so wicked off in this planet
Man fuck tryin' to understand it
That's why I stay focused thugging and loc'dus
Stacking my bricks till I form the fifth
Momma never said it'd be like this
But nigga I'm ready for anything,
Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch
About precision timing and vision
Get up and go and don't turn back
If you ah soldier and you know it hold ya head up high
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler â??Kill Killâ?? then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Give it to em, bring your gun
Give it to em, bring your gun
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death, death
Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death death
You could be the first to feel the heat
to see how much we got, we got
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
Still don't give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car
And fuck who you are
You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane
I'm talking loco, crazy as hell
It ain't just a name
It's the game
And we done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
Besides that, ain't nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm still a thug
Nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone Thugs niggas
Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it
And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murder murder"
Never forgot where we come from
Watch how you move your tongue
Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
And smash and crash
Protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on your ass like I was a heat seeker
Quickly the reaper peep you
Sweep you off your feet in Cleveland
I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you
Introduce you to this heat
I sweep the street
When I draw down, let me hear you say "fuck the law now"
Rawest niggas in the town
Ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound, nigga that's the motto
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real
Show me your game
I'm sure gonna claim
What the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you haters ain't got no business
that's how we attack your shit
Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the middle of the Grammy
And the media might ban me
Nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money
Before it all gets spent up
And you wanna get rid of
A hood bitch with game
And every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin with the wood grain
Everybody still playin that hood game quiet
Especially when it's tired
My environment ain't nothin but niggas dieing
In them chemical fed injections in Jasper Texas
Split up these niggas off in different sections
Don't hate my message
Destiny led to mimic
Chastity for my daughter
Wad up a niggas sherm
And come listen to the sermon
Swervin in my Surburban, lick it up with the bottle
But everybody know I got some problems
Had dreams of the Apollo
The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run
A nigga not insane
Niggas still with me
Bone, somehow they turn up
Run up and get your sign
Run blindly, elevate through time
Nowhere to hide
Our dawgs finna haul off lead
Sawed-off head
Nigga you drippin soakin with bloodly body be beggin me
You know what you should've capped like 2 pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked up
Don't you niggas?
Runnin up blastin gas craters
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky?
Could it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane
For the untamed
Insane human only the Fifth Dawg
Fuck you thought mutherfuck fame
For the fact the shit is a phat game
Going remain number one in the Land
Flesh, strangle the gang
Bang bang!
Bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say
Now how many times will I have to slay today?
Will I raise my guage?
Oh God!
How will I teach yaa, but it's these tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you
Don't have it?
Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards
Blast it, we sons of assassins
Match it, collecting more cash
That's true, you're feeling that
Niggas said all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villian
Hit 'em
With a venomous blow!
I call on my mighty archang-el
Gonna surround my soul but go with the calico yo'
We the tightest you know Mo, the Mighty
Yes trues humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Seventh Sign
For the FBI you wanna come test my enterprise?
Bitch you better go think twice
And open up your mutherfucking eyes
These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay
Everyday stormin your way
You better lay low
So you might just duck when I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day
Since we having a ball all day
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get shot
When they get out the hospital
They gonna get shot, too
The fast one bringing that AK
Better walk, then we even
When I leave and flees to Cleveland
Now, murder 'em and rest in peace
So goodbye. We're shutting it down
And now we're prowling niggas from alleys
Cloning our sound, we found your town
Now is you ready for the war?
Cry loud and go
Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes
Gonna flee with me?
Bitch, fuck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?
They beat biters, dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face
My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
You wrong. What the fuck?
You niggas ain't thinking
What's the consequence?
Now I'm 'bout to get
Real deadly. Ready for the war
When we just start bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
Wanna test my everyday thang?
I aim straight for your temple
It's really that simple when I seen it splatter
Had I even killed one of you clones
Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter
Scattered. Run for the border
Your career is getting shorter
Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
Mo Thug Records taking over
I told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means infantry
Instantly finna be World War 3
If you fucking with my family jewels. You fools!
You niggas break golden rules
Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Them niggas going platinum every time
I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?
It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die
I jump in my Five Double-O
If you got it, better flaunt it
I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks
And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it
Come get it. And while you're rapping
On your song, just remember no pretenders
Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!
I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
You ain't Bone
Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?
Nigga, you ain't Bone
Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
Straight from the corner and I'm a thug
All my diamonds
I bet you wanted to stop my shining
Didn't we warn you, nigga?
The sign. See? Blinded
Run but they finding
Me in my Double-big-Five-O
And critical with a pistol
With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
Serve you. Heard my words
Are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need no horse
We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks
With beams, and TNT
Nigga roll with me
Burial. Fuck the world!
When I deal, hope I repented
'Cause if the world I resented
It just might catch me up in heaven
But I'm a work this earth til it hurts
Gotta done make the worse
All the way through trial
I'm back in the court for some dirt
Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm
I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse
And at them bullshit awards. But they told me
I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick
Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands
Fuck with it. Put it on your Grammy
Even my mammy's scared to tell. And
Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary
Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me
Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone
These niggas wanna erase me
'Cause they can't face me
Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
Fucking with the real, y'all see how the fake be
Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety
Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him
Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy
On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies
I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed
I grieve for the war. What's next?
It's all about respect, bitch nigga
I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else
To the end I'm steady flipping
Fucking the world til they give Bone props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?
Off in my prime it's all about timing
As I look at my shit make history
No mystery. Mistook and, nigga
That eight-time platinum real
How do you feel to the thugs appeal?
Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal
Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga
Go round-for-round with the best
Nigga, step up and meet your death
Fucking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh
Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on
Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA
nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it
Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
it's time to slay these bitch made niggas
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is
where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it
Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know
That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought
And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all
We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level they can't
Stop me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror
For what the did it all pause for the cause and I
Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland
Hahaha what's poppin nigga
put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga
Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas
and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out
pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby
I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts
Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life
Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name
We all gone die we bleed through similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse
My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now
Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me
Little thug from the land nigga never ran
Motherfuckers out to get me they don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work do some dirt
Fuckin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony
Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya
So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War
Putting niggas on the floor
when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
trying to put a twist in this thugsta
era Paired up with a nigga like Pac
and a nigga like me gotta stay high
Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky
but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry
So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century
Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down
Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground
And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga
Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin with this
I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend
I reload buck a little more flee the scene
'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for
They don't know a motherfucker with a leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way
You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah
A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes
so get high and analyze your crime
Directly organized with results you'll be surprised
Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die
It's over wit Bone better leave it alone Mo Thug I'm cracking fuckin domes
Still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin wit nothin but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level nigga
get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead
Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine will be see in the moonlight
cause we out ridin looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust
Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves
Send flowers straight to his home
put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Where you from nigga?
Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless
Five true thugs from the double glock
Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on
Yeah,
Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire
Test this hustla betta not dare
We talkin' about distributing llelo
Little Layzie beat it
Daily collectin' me bank roll
Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose
Never the less ain't about that talking
Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya
Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking)
Number one assassin
Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption
Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin'
Bone up outta the cut and we buckin'
Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots
Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools
Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot
Blazin' and burnin' my grain
This year the same I crept and I came
Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang
Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang BANG!
Str8 land ah the heartless
Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution
Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
I swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
Swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
I swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
Swang wid ah clip tight clan
Come and follow me hollow point snub slug
Pullin' me body underground
Put 'em in the grave they lay away down
Claire Claire stay down
I'm one ah the thuggest muthaFUCKAS in yo city
Under me strap packed
Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight
You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro
That's the way that we deal
That's the way that we steal
Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride,
Ride to the darkside feel the darkness
East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless
Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some
You can run but won't escape the lie
So many tried but died
Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets
Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed
Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me
So me, runnin' wid me guage
Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin
Buck buck droppin' them bodies
(Come again) dumpin' them bodies
(Runnin' then) we finna posse
Thug what check out the glock glock
We to poetic for swang
Niggas claim they came and remain
Smoke bud all day and maintain
They come they gun they run
From the po-po jump the fence
Hit 95th and now
Nigga let's roll some shit
Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them
That's them the po-po back up on me
Nigga me fucked up now
Little time they screamin' on 6-5
That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now
Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire
Get 'em up wid, beware I take
Nigga need some weed
That's funny I ain't got no money
Nigga put me down,
Swing to the bud stops for some brews
Really don't drink but it's for me Trues
Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose.
I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em
Thug niggas done straight came up,
Nigga wanna test must rest
Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up,
Killas from the nigga that's realer
In wid that Claire
Bendin' that dunn
Pop when they run dunn
Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up
Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to,
Beat ah nigga down in any town,
But don't let me catch ya
Mentality straight from the C-Town
Where everyday niggas get beat down
Betta think before you run up
I gun up but I think keep peep this game now
To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone
Swang widda clip tight clan
It's all eternally flossed out
Playa hatin' ass muthafuckas man fuck dat
Man put that shit out man
You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court
(Man fuck dat man they got my nigga)
Man that shit ain't cool man
(Okay order in the court)
The people versus Bone Thugs N Harmony
Case number C601999
Will The defendant please stand,
Is there anything you wish to say on this matter
before sentencing Bizzy Bone?
No man
(You know the muthafucka did it)
Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair
We had to get 'em up wid two thugs
Runnin' side by side wid number one
Murda mo drop my guage on 'em
When the po-po chase,
If they catch me barehanded I'm done
Rip's gripping the six shot pump, so spill it
Copper lettin' the lead off
Copper thought that he had me caught
Little Layzie blew his head off (AAwwwwwww)
Get him up, and get up,
The bullets they start to get lit up,
Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin'
Bust me lead on the double glock 'n
Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n,
This perfect getaway,
From the pigs when I peel and I hit the fences,
Rippin' up the trench and,
I'm bailing while they trailing
Better in hell than in the cell
And it ain't no telling where the coppers be dwelling,
One had spotted me, pick up ah piece and shot a me
But I practice what I preach
And see that these slugs up in his body got him,
Run, wid smoke coming from the barrel ah me gun
Hit the bend, oh what the dum dum I got yum yummed on the dead end
They set in, then they lead in,
They wanting me off in the coffin
Cops from everywhere was yellin and wailin' I went unconcious,
From the stompin' taking ah loss, and waking up in the coffin,
And without no stallin'
Cell I was tossed in to be arreigned at dawning,
Looking in the eyes of a judge,
He knew right where to put that thug
Made to be so, wid no parole
In the hole but I won't budge
Sent me to deathrow,
Watchin' the time by fly past
But Rip'll be sittin' mindless never spineless, in silence
Hoping I die fast, but chill,
Never do, sleepa, gotta get put that on all me reefer
Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or the reaper will meet ya
Bailin' on ah mission, flippin' the script
Betta check what the wind just blew in
Betta think again, it's a preacher wid ah grin
On ah mission for revenge, wid that Mack-10
Little nigga Rip, had to empty the clip
Gotta pump them slugs up in them cops
Steady made 'em drop glock went pop pop
Goin' out like a thug on the double glock,
Back from hell and ready to bail,
Time to hit they trail cause they wanted my nigga fried
Holdin' the Bible when I got a grenade I'ma go inside the squad,
Gettin' ready for the rumble
When I heard them mumbles, pullin' me guage in laughter
Keep buckin 'em faster all I was thinkin'
When I see them bustas scatter
Betta watch out for them buckshots
Cause them can't fade me guage,
Gotta bust them souls in the grave,
So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved,
I'm bucking, little Ripster reinforcements comin' in faster
Blast give my nigga double Zs the Mack-10
Lettin' the gun gun blaze on they ass,
Gotta rip in them chests through vests
Mack-10s, sawed off eruptions, got plenty ammunition
No missing listen destruction I'm bustin'
Cause I'm making that getaway, bound to getaway,
Niggas got to escape and it's never to late
When you dash and tryna' break
Nigga just can't test the Bone fate
We steadily runnin' duckin'
Comin' up to the front door barri-caded,
And I pulled ah grenade, tossed to the door, let it explode
And we made it, creepin' in the courtyard
So Krayzie feelin' safety coming
Hittin' the fence and jump in it quick
From Krayzie's tech-9 bullets humming.
Well it seems as if them two boys Bizzy and Layzie
Done got theyselves into another jam
(Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one)
Soon as I went in the smoke, rollin' real fast like a dog
And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go
They done labelled my nigga psychotic
Bitches is got him sittin' on deathrow,
Scoping out the tower peeping the scene
So when my niggas trail,
Screaming out one eighty seven and bail,
Gotta get my nigga Rip out that cell, it's all over now,
How my nigga number one disguised as the preacher,
Won't be pullin' ah Bible mission for survival nigga so I creep the
Tech millimetre, somebody done pull the alarm now it's on,
Slaughterin' Bone, sprayed off the tech
Gotta let 'em know which way was on,
We got gone but them police was pullin' up quick nigga what's up
Quick bust in first when he hit that fence niggas got cut the fuck up,
We steady bucking, steady duckin' buckin' while I was jumpin'
All we was thinking is don't get caught
Nigga like me get the gun running
Gunning fronting wid thugs gotta get to the smug
Turn around and we pump slugs, put 'em in the mud,
And all across my face was the red that lay in blood,
Dodging the who, make the gun flip wid ah swoo,
Bailing back on wid my troops,
I'm runnin' wid 4 crazy niggas
That's down wid they niggas they ain't scared to shoot,
Now I'm rolling, no more than ah half ah mile we get stopped
Cops surround Bone, we load glocks
And squeeze say fuck all these road blocks
Busted ah U, then put that bitch in reverse
And I get the swish and I push the button
That boy came out the trunk and,
Put it in drive see that Souljah boy bucking,
Back in the other direction,
Po-po came quick then heat up,
Niggas blast at each other,
Open up they doors and they get they feet up,
I jumped outta the car, had to jump over the hood,
Cause I'm headin' straight for the woods
So the niggas they follow behind me
We getaway smooth, ah nigga made good
Came up quick to the hideout
Wait until midnight till we ride out,
Hit ah car so we can drive out,
While we waited we all got fried out, fool
If youse a thuggish ruggish thug nigga scream mo,
Took one ah my niggas off deathrow now we got one mo to go
(St.Claire, St.Claire)
(St.Claire, St.Claire)
(St.Claire, St.Claire)
[Layzie Bone]
East ninteen ninety nine my niggas....
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
Wid two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift wid real
Little Will Big Wally and Wish Bone
Little Wally high rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong
Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love
Kept ah nigga on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang,
Gotta make ya grandas each daily man
Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart
We niggas from the land fool, and the old school,
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
Fuckin' wid Trues rest in peace
My little nigga Ripster stress that Bone luv
Smokin' on bud, cause ah nigga Mo Thug
Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up
In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun so run run
Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from
Slangin' them dum dum dum dums
[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
Niggas it's going down, up in the C-Town
Get 'em up wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose,
For the niggas that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons
Nigga roll up the buddah,
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club wid this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper
Strip as you hear the double glock glock
Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad,
Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top
Hit the body and the bullshit stop
Wheneva them troublin' us,
Where the po-po niggas roll solo split up and swerve
Krayzie take caution,
Take out my llelo and tossed it
Send 'em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping,
Up in the land my niggas is craaazy,
Me slangin' wid nuff 'n me bang on the block
And nigga this daaaily,
Who the nigga wid the 12-guage (Pump)
Mr.Sawed-Off Leatherface so you betta pray
Eternally thugsta,
East nine-teen nine-ty nine
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the glock,
Pump blast fa the cash
Then I mashin wid gas gotta dash away from the cops
Not lettin' no pause
Steadily flippin' up rows
Rippin' up flesh wid six dogs
That's that thugsta yes I pump slugs
And I be dripping 'em off in thugstas
Fuck them po-po, all ah dem bodies we burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll neva learn
Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm
When I'm on ah mission for my set-ty
Pick up my niggas be peelin' out wid me
Roll up me window me wind blow fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-guage
I empty, me scan-dalous niggas are pon de loose
But it's no fuckin' wid the family
Now feel it nigga understand me
Much love much bud for them St.Claire thugs
East nineteen ninety nine is where ya find me
Slangin' them mutha-fuckin' drugs.
[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]
Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun
They know that me noddin' they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin'
You studio gangsta bitch trick
Niggas'll get beat
I'm handlin' the shit
And I split in the midst of the darkness,
Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be runnin' a hoe check
Betta check ya Rolex,
Ya timed now fa givin' up respect
Ta them S-C-Ts from C-L-E the scandalous niggas that dwell
Hell offa the forscythe and bail,
Leavin' ah trail ah the boody victims
The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin'
As if and if and they find
They may give me time instead ah me trippin'
We flippin' the scripts on ova
See the Bone ah be neva sober
Niggas told ya triggas showed ya
East nine nine nine five soldiers
[Verse 5: Wish Bone]
Wanna run red rum try to run and get away
But it's just to laaaate,
Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck
Betta guard that fuckin' face
Dumpin' them slugs on you fools
Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews,
Don't start no shit we come equipped
So niggas stay cool, one eighty seven,
You think that you going to heaven,
Put slugs all up in that chest dunn,
To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
Wid me nine milli pumpin'
Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves
[Bone Thugs]
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
Shut up nigga...Shut the fuck up nigga
Here they come...Here they come
Here they come nigga...Duck down nigga duck down
there they are
Shit..come on nigga come on
nigga run for it nigga make..
Freeze motherfucker!
Shit...
I'm lil' ripsta, im...
Leather face comin' to kill them at night
Die Die Die
so we buck them studio thugstas I'm...
willing and ready to ride
I pop pop droppin' them niggas with the glock gun
Nigga, you best start run, duckin' the shotgun
leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya
you fuckin' with Bone you better believe we livin' like soldiers
We lovin' that thugsta shit so nigga just throw your pumps in the air
Then you pump pump put one in a coppa like ya just don't care
You don't wanna fuck with you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga
Better check my manuscript
drugdealer, killa, cabbage peeler
Thug with Lil' Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some
Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone
Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong leave 'em alone til' it be on
Krayzie put on one in your dome
and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong so go on
Cause nigga the sawed-off ain't full of shit
Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man
They givin' me what me need man when I light my blunt
fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke smoke
get paid good so we gonna blaze good
So come to The Land where all the thugs be real
Them St. Claire niggas they ain't no joke
so catch a slug or chill nigga
Lie down with your hands behind your back
Naw bitch you lie your funky ass on the ground..now
This seemingly routine investigation
had become a horrible nightmare..
Running with gats and bats
so nigga don't test rest or you get a peeled cap
pap pap that pump better check that gun
for a nigga done get that skull cracked
Lil' Rip done rolled up
the bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up
Let's swerve to the birds set up a hold up
so many bodies me blowed up
Nuts bucks and guts nigga mistakin' them balls for dogs
All niggas'll get mauled no thing to pick up a pump
and people know ya and never hold ya especially when them rolls up
Bet I bringin' in them guns run a thug get low down
You don't wanna get nutted cause' nigga you gonna get bloody
once you see the braids and skully
Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely
What is it in ya? deep in the dead when we get fried
POD when I comes to ride
Creep but you sleep and then fall in the night
once inside forgettin' about remorse your curse will ride
cry now when you're ready to lie down
when I'm weak in a mental state
Somebody gonna die now
meanwhile swerve to the burbs
Man he just all of a sudden just jumped out of a window
I didn't know what was goin' on I'm just walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine..
I was just walkin' by
and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
(And that was it.) I don't know?
Well I saw his wife begging him
and she said "don't jump" and he did
Did you know the guy?
He sure had a problem
That's all I could tell ya
All I seen was them put the lady in a police car
[Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony]
Bone (xalot)
Wasteland soldier, These are tha dayz of our livez
I been struggling,hustling,thugging it forever
Come & look deeply in my eyez [x3]
I be struggling,hustling,thugging it forever & ever
Bone (xalot)
we gotta prepare [x3] for eternal warfare
[repeat 3]
Only time will tell who diez, these are the days of our livez
Come look deeply in my eyes, these are the days of our livez
See tha murda mortalise, see tha murda mo, these are the days of our livez
These are tha dayz of our livez, these are tha dayz of our livez
[CHORUS: 2x]
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more than thugz
We more than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz
With just a little twist of harmony we smokin' lethal warriors
We warriors, We warriors, we warriors
[Layzie Bone]
Eternally thugz here i come tellin them souldier stories
Been daily collectin my lessons, without any questions
Without any questions, stressin no restin, we journey this blessin'
Shift in tha game rearrange ya thangs
cause once tha world waz bringin' me down
Mesmerized controlled by tha other side, but tha devil was in my town
looking for me
[Wish Bone]
But he won't find me in time, fucking with Bone and he liking these rhymes
We rhyme betta believe it all tha time, nigga we live
We straight up souljahz, Betta nigga done told ya, told ya
We raw before we go broke, nigga we robbin ya'll, all of ya'll, all ya'll
[Krayzie Bone]
Yo my dawgs if you call or you fall
You depend on that nigga wherever then I will be there, lean on me
But let us get rid of tha enemiez be stayin a while, while
But if you think you can hang, hang, hang
[Chorus (x2)]
[Layzie Bone]
Finally in the studio, ya'll know we roll hydro everytime we rhyme
I'm high, look at me deeply in my eyes, I rise to the top of my game
No way that I had to run, no way that I had to turn
Sherm, but alot of these niggas won't learn
But tha money I earn won't burn So come again
[Wish Bone]
Betta watch that Mack 10 nigga this one's for me and my friends
We steadliy rollin', I told ya keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones
pap pap, put it all in tha ground, yeah Bone, Yeah we used to get down
With tha clack, back, put it on tha ground, now get down
[Bizzy Bone]
Well it must be dawse, hydro, wanna roll my indo
Sittin all alone in ah my window, little Eazy bless his soul, It's so cold
Little Eazy got stress for tha peeps, the streetz
And none of these phonies hardly knew him
But still wanna pop tha bitch locing bitch locing.
[Chorus (x2)]
[Bizzy Bone]
And it ain't no mystery the pistol'll be and i betta put it under my seat
Betta read tha scripturez sista, reach any or all of my readers
Said it ain't, it maybe double me up and get one foe my friends
Twenty, twen, twen, we biddin' on bud tha bids at a fin
So who wanna bag?, Who wanna bag?,
You wanna bag? You wanna bag?, You gotta bag
So I'm sending my dawg to tha liqour store for tha bluntz to roll
Only tha Lord can tell who dies
So pick up tha puzzle and pieces and put it together my love
[Krayzie Bone]
My lody Lord, maintain, it's hard cuz I'm a souldier at war
Cause everbody wanna try to bring out tha devil in me
But tha evils ain't betta than me, weed keeps me at ease
Take notes cause here it comes
Tha murda mo comin' to carry you, oh you oh
Wake up and they sittin and pullin their guage out, Murder
And they put it up to your temple and we blow your brains out, Die
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Really be off and inna the coffin
And uhh, follow his grave,
Follow me murderous guage
Follow me murderous ways
Steadily pumpin' as me killas kill ya
Pop more ah silencer,
Pop pop outta the window we roll
Let the Ripster reel up off 'em
Better of this way,
Tossed off in the coffin and bagged,
Slang on the darkside man,
Bang on the darkside man,
Land ah the thuggish ruggish city will it reveal,
But I went back to my land wid ah 12-guage Mossberg pump
Big shells, you bloody murda murda comin' ta serve ya
Runnin' wid gangstas that's suppose
And to rip the roads is how we roll
Cause it's on and I crept and I came up
Remember that killa the nigga named Leatherface
Now if you ah thug nigga pick up ya pump and buck it
Put ah bitch up in the gutter fuck it,
Nigga we judged and we fucked and we shuttin' this rap thang down
Neva takin' no shorts or losses man
No way no how no foul thang now,
I steadily thinkin' and then if I changed my daily thang
Nigga don't hang wid the phony busta niggas,
Only roll wid thugstas killas
Pick up me gun and me stick and me stuck
And me murda them everytime now,
Bodies be dumped off in dumpstas execution double nine style
Hey, say give it up to the niggas
Who steady be slangin' that llelo, bank-roll,
When the po-po roll that's when you lay low,
When the po-po roll that's when you lay low,
When the po-po roll that's when you lay low
Nigga shoulda seen the Bone done came and touched down
Came up wid that thang and me creepin' up outta me hometown
Me hate to be leavin' the glock glock nine
But I'm livin' so low down Bone gotta roll out,
We livin' like Trues,
Give it up to tha bang, always stay down for my thang
And I still remain the same,
Never gon' change I'ma hood I claim,
Nigga done jumped in the game
And straight up confusion cause niggas be shady,
Nigga still gotta watch his back daily
Even mo' lately, but they can't break little Layzie,
So ah nigga stay phat cause I gotta get paid
The buddah it run me forever me blaze
Thuggin' in my murderous ways
Crazin' ah guage let the buckshots spray
We shoot to this day,
No shorts or no losses was meant nigga now play (Bottom line niggas)
And Cleveland in yo face,
And nigga we rollin' wid Ruthless in the nine,
For the pain for the gain,
For the love of money fuck the fame
We peeped game we crept and we came
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Bone crept and we came wid ah gang bang
Told you get down for them thangs man
But Bone still kick it wid the same Trues
Thuggin' on the glock glock ain't shit change
Buck 'em fuck 'em put 'em in the ground way down, lay down
Busta, nigga don't be tryin' no dumb shit
Bone still be pumpin' them daily slugs at ya,
Creepin' up outta the hood,
Rolled to the West Coast wid this rap shit nigga made good
Thinkin' on the nine-nine reachin' for my nine
Reachin' for your shit wish you would,
Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in the body bag
Nigga down fo' yo cash nigga that's yo life
Nigga it's like that when my shit clap
One to the temple straight to the mind
Bailin' down the Claire gettin' much love, needing mo bud,
Gotta sell me some dum dum smoke
Me meaning that yum yum dope
And it ain't shit to swang some thangs
Puttin' my guage in your throat
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Ah nigga stay down for my thang bang
Sendin' me bullets up in the brains ah the bustas,
Hustlas so nigga never trust us we the muthafuckin' thugstas
Strugglas 12-guage pumpstas, takin' no shorts or no losses
Nigga the fifth dog, no tame swang (gotta get mark)
Insane, so many hoes done took ah loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
Wanna fuck wid ah thug ya wrong,
All around they lay when I spray that chrome,
Bullets they fly, niggas they die
I'm coming up willing to ride got mine
East ninety nine off inna that crime
Where the thugstas find they time to grind,
Droppin' ah dime, packin' ah nine, and ready to bang
Pullin' the triggas to blow out ya brain,
Bone gotta gain man we crept and we came
We crept and we came
We crept and we came
We crept and we came.......
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill,)
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill,)
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill,)
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill,)
[Chorus - Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed, everyday
Ain't nothin' changed [x3]
It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang
Mo Thugs is all you claim
stay thug up in this game and remain the same
So follow me, now see (now see)
off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin'
buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come up,
Everybody get up, get down [x4]
Everybody get up and like my fucked-up gang without the grip
Gotta have another bill, y'all Dog, I need all my change
Soon as creep up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit
That's why we choose this thugsta music
You just move it dont abuse it
Bone so lovely
Gotta get, gotta get, get money (mo' money)
Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real,
I'm ready to show when they let niggas roll with Mo Thug hit the shit
then we roll with murder we told ya
Rollin', blowin' indo, we go
niggas doubted we are trues, yeah
Ready to bust on anything
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Killa, Me killa, killa... (Break it down) [x15]
[Layzie]
I'm wonderin really how many more niggas
I'll see in a coffin before its my time
I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a dime
Everyday it's the same, and I gotta mine to the grind
My mental be stressed on my pistol my only untensil for cheddar
It's on the level war
Whatever my mind is my church and my kids or my pleasure
Would ya like to come parlay with Lay all through my hood?
Sit back, everything gon' be all good
Niggas ridin' real, knock on wood, goin' against the grain
It's all the same, It's all the same
Smokin' on a lot more weed than before
no pain, no gain
You straight up hangin', and that's shame
How long we'll reign
Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang,
ain't nothin' to do to get outta this game (outta this game)
Run, we came with consistency
instantly and guard them greens of the earth
We're resistance, baby
baby, tell me what doyou wanna do?
Tell me, what do you wanna do? You can ride and smoke with me
or I can ride and smoke with you
It's all cool, It's all cool, It's all cool
Act a fool, Act a fool, It's all cool, It's all cool
[Bizzy]
Ready when I got my pistol, and got to flip, and when in my hood,
should be animal and gnarl, wanna go shut you down and eat breakfast
oh so, don't you know that I know you're whole M.O.
and away you go and I got (...?...) mo, little bit
you know so, hit it, me stumble (...?...) and even scuffle
I heard my little brother smacked the shit out you bitch and bust you
hear my nationwide "fuck you, fuck you"
I got people that you trust,
who needs some greens, and really don't love you
Never familiar, send 'em all in the city out to kill ya its everyday thang and I bang your brains, nigga
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday
Ain't nothin' changed [x4]
[Wish]
It's an everyday thang, it's an everyday thang,
it's an everyday thang, thang.
It's an everyday thang, it's an everday thang,
it's an everyday buck, buck, buck, bang.
Calm me down. It ain't gon' change. We won't change
Bone thugs-n-harmony, we keeps it realer
Tell me, can you feel us feel us, feel us?
Tell me can you feel us, feel us, feel us, killas?
Even though we still roll the Clair, playa haters better beware,
'cause we got mines, we got nines, we got shit to blow you all the time
Anytime you got yours, you got yours, I got mine, I got mine
Fuck with mine, fuck with mine.
East 99 is the street, keep it on the low when they creep,
or Bone got heat, Bone got heat,
hurt them who tried to hurt me. B-O-N-E, 'cause I'm rollin with ya,
'cause I'm rollin' with ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya.
It's an everyday, it's an everyday,
it's an everyday thang, bang
It's an everyday, it's an everyday,
it's an everyday buck, buck, buck, bang
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday
Now see I'm cockrrring up my nine
I'm poprrring in the clip and cap
And let you know what's really happening
With that son of an assassin (son of an assassin)
Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop
My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin pops kickin' ass
And the #1 Assassin blastin' niggas for nothin'
Peelin caps with a passion
Now, I can remember when I was just a little niggero
Rollin' through the hood with my pops
I watched him kill a ho
Boom (Boom!) was the sound
Of the nine when they kill ya
So you didn't pay your debt
But you had to pay the consequence
(But you had to pay the consequence
And blood splattered all on the ground - it made my ass sick
I watched her fall and hit the ground
Just like a damn brick (damn brick)
He hit the gas, and we was tickets with the quickness
"G, she tried to play me out
That's the way it gotta be
Yeah," that's what he said
"Don't tell a soul, if you love me son"
He gave me a hug. I said, "I won't
'Cause I know how it's done."
And now I lay me down to sleep
Hopin' that I don't dream
'Cause every night I get a vision of that
Same thing (the same one I fucked up)
And like a fool I'm on a block
We're sellin' mo' dope, fuckin' wit my cash flow
Like pops I let my gun smoke
I made a promise
I won't tell if your askin'
I'm just that muthafuckin son of an assassin
Ever since I was seven I've been a troubled-ass nigga
Used to sneak my father's guns just to play with that triggas
(Don't fuck with my guns, boy)
One day I'm playin' with the nine
I get a flashback, and get to thinkin' about
The muthafuckin' bullies in my class
That's always fuckin with me, but this shit's has to stop
The next morning I snuck
And I stuck my father's nine in my lunchbox
I'm on my way to school, that's when I spotted the faggot
Removed the nine from the lunchbox
And slipped the bitch my jacket
Now I'm lookin' for a reason just
To straight let the trigger click
I walked over to him and said
"What's up now, bitch?"
The fucka-sucka started steppin'
And it swung but he missed
I knew the nigga felt pissed
'Cause it was the nine that he kissed
I socked the bitch in the face
And to the ground with this sucka
And this boy didn't hesitate
He broke off quicker than a muthafucka (Run, muthafucka, run!)
Ran inside the building thinking that was gonna save him
But I caught up with the nigga
Pulled out the nine, and I sprayed him
Tossed the gun to the pavement
I'm heading straight for the hizzy
No more will Krayzie be bullied
Cause Krayzie Bone just got busy
Then ran home, told my father
He said "I know why you did it, son
The punk was fuckin' with ya, so ya had to get rid of him"
Heard a knock on the door, he thought
"Yo, what the fuck is this?!"
Police surrounded my hizzy with reporters and psychologists
My father grabbed his gun and started pullin' the trigger
("Get him, Dad, get him!")
Now you know why I'm labeled a little crazy-ass nigga
I watched while my Pops continued blastin'
My attitude is hereditary, nigga
'Cause I'm the son of an assassin
My father went in the pen when I was 'bout two or three
They had caught him (Jail ain't shit!)
For manslaughter and murder in the first degree
I haven't heard from him in about a month or two
Until one night when I was watchin the eleven'oclock news
'Cause I guess there's some insane inmate
Just now broke out the pen
And he can either be in Lorain
Columbus, or Cleveland
Right then it dawned upon me I'm like
"What in the Hell?!"
And then I heard a "ring-ring" on my doorbell
So when I opened the door, and much more to my surprise
Me and my pops was face to face
Lookin' eye to eye (Hello, son)
He said, "Son I'm on the run
And I don't wanna be alone"
I said, "Don't say another word
'Cause me and you is gone"
I went upstairs and got the gauge
The pump, the nine's legit
Until holice got in the yard and cold stormed the shit
We jumped up into the(Gauge to your ass, nigga) hizzy
I threw my daddy the nine
I shot one cop in the chest;
He shot two cops in the spine
You know I'm pullin' the trigger, right
My bullets steadily hittin'
I go to pull it again, shit (damn)
I ran out of ammunition
(Where the fuck are the bullets at?!)
I reach up for the pump
And in a flash I got dumped and turned around
Holice gonna smoke my ass
I can feel my life (Son!) passin'
I know I'm bout to die too
And just before I left I said "Dad, I love you
Who the nigga with the gauge in ya face?
It's Leatherface in the place, about to hit ya in ya bankroll!
All the niggaz that was poppin before started to rock it
We got this, now try to stop it if ya ain't hoes!
Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest flow, and have them feelin it all over the world
They see the Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!
Me and my niggaz is thorough-bred and every time we pull up in the party we twirl in
Yeah, they be like, "look, look, there go them Bone Thug niggaz"
"I wonder if them niggaz is really some thug niggaz"
And then they start to drink and get a little buzz in em
And then they get to thinkin they can fuck with us niggaz
Now we don't need a lot of bodyguards when we roll
So, you know we packin heaters from the door
Fo-Fo, all I really need to guard my body
And plus I'm with some niggaz all kind of psychotic...
You niggaz is fucked, yeah! That's what ya gonna do?
When ya run up, ya done up, them busta niggaz fools
And we don't play, catch a feelin, bring it yo way!
We them thugs, niggaz really buzzed, nigga all day!
If we have to, yeah, think about the time
When a nigga disrespect mine, where I'm from, then I got to shoot!
St. Clair, yeah! Cleveland's right here!
Hustlin right here, them thugsta niggaz right here!
What, what? Them other niggaz play tenderous, and won't bust!
Not-not me no... no, not me no, I will, bust at will, I'll see ya
Comeback boy, for sayin what? And I'll spray ya, yes, I'll see ya, see ya
You should have never passed, stay in your place
Mind your bidness or end up needin a witness, yeahhhhhh....
Let me make this the last time, a nigga gotta say this
The original Bone Thugs, them niggaz ain't to play with
We get down for our damn thang, rank us among the greatest
And I'm sendin my shouts out, and fuck you to the haters
Who deny? In 1994 we switched the game up
With the homies with the rappin and the flow that always change up
Playin lames in the games, what a shame, had to hang up
They music careers, cause my clique brought the bangers
These niggaz wanna ride on a coat-tail
They stay on the dick, because we servin 'em so swell
I remember when motherfuckers called it bitin
They used to do that, cause these niggaz couldn't write it
All I'm tryna say is, give a nigga credit
If a nigga can't get it, then a nigga gettin deaded
It's all about respect, remember Layzie Bone said it
Better believe I'ma get mine, I'm dyin as a legend
I'm livin as a legend, if I want it I'ma get it
Nigga, hustle game tight, y'all can't fuck with it
This swagger is so strong, been doin it so long
And nigga it's so cold, with bidness!
We got the (Thugs) on the (Line), and the (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
When we put it all together, thug niggaz gettin dough
Settin trends in this bitch, like we did it before
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
Nine, ten, we're out to kill again
Straight from the burning flames of hell
A place where all assassins dwell
Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace
Body bags and caskets may all godd cease
Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia
First, Krayzie Bone AKA Leatherface The Sawed Off Gangsta
Second, Layzie Bone AKA the Number One Assassin
Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace
Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga!
Murda, murda, murda, murda
Sold my soul ot the devil
But I changed my mind now I want it back
But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack
Called RIP and Stratejacket
Number One Assassin is fully strapped
We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps
So satan called his posse full of demons and witches
We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the bitches
Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka
So I left a message in blood "To be continued motherfucka"
Never praying at night
Cause the heavens don't want me
Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity
Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight
A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life
Been shot with a twelve gauge
I died and made front page
The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge
Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic
Some would say the strate is sick
The devil's who you're fuckin' with
Murda, murda, murda, murda
I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution
A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution
Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka
But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucka
Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit
I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch
Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me
The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G
Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason
I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon
It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy
The I start stranglin' babies
See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic
But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword
I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board
Murda, murda, murda, murda
Pick up the phone the war is on so get your weapons
RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew
Drinking brews and im thinking " Damn that's foolish"
Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Y'all let's do this"
Grabbed my click, gripped my dick
Walked with my face to the groung chanting
"Kill that motherfucka, now kill that motherfucka, now"
Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss
And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent
I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck
I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up
Ain't been in the church they say "No demons on holy dirt"
I'm fuckin Satan's bitches
He got mad and called body work
A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya
I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya
I'm Rosemary's baby
There's no more evil like me
Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckas picture me
Murda, murda, murda, murda
Let me call up my posse
We talkin' over the underground
Yeah, satan and his boys the motherfuckas they going down
Man I gotsta do it
I ain't down for a hassle
I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in satan's castle
I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give
We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages
You want your people to live?
Then you'll forever pay me rent
To stay in my knigdom because a nigga is Hell Sent
Now we're walking through satan's den
The demons respected RIP
I'm running this motherfucka, hell ain't shit
A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole
I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul"
And when I'm coming for your ass
Ain't no need to run
Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun
Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent
An appetite for bloddy bodies
Yeah, Bone Enterpri$e in tha muthafuckin house, nigga!
Yo, y'all muthafucka's that didn't think we was comin' out
Check this shit out: I got my nigga Layzie Bone in the muthafuckin' house
Bizzy Bone in the muthafuckin' house, Wish Bone
And the muthafuckin' bomb is in the muthafuckin' house
We gonna do a little something like this...
Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun
So let's proceed with lychin', yo
My uzi weighs a ton
So now you know what I'm bitchin', ho
The weapon is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball
Put triggers on niggas
In rivers, that's where they find y'all
So drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I prefer
Your forty-four might do damage
But see my streetsweeper's much worse
My shotguns are cocked
Make sure you're stayin' in line
Me twenty two is no fun
So let me play with me nine
I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e
My only army brigade, and if I drop
Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade
You see no pistol's in the holster
Watch the dot's on your forehead
I'm gunnin' while you're runnin
And there's plenty of bloodshed
There's no sympathy over killin
I already warned you
You crossed the path of a maniac
So now you're a goner
Don't ever step up in my face
'Cause stupid bitch, you'll get served
Get on my dick, and stop steppin'
I'm startin to loose all my nerve
Your thirty-eights, your forty-fives
Ain't doin' shit to me
Punk, 'cause once you're disabled
Believe you're gonna get stomped
'Cause you ain't nothin' but a ho, and of course
I hope you get smoked. I put a gauge to your throat
And it is murder Bizz wrote
See, I'm unloadin' while you're foldin' on your niggas
The usual, doublecross me
And I'll bet that I'll be laughin' at your funeral
Now, see, I'm robbin' and killin' and stealin'
Makin' a dope-dealin', that's what I do daily
'Cause Layzie gotta make a livin'
And I don't give a damn
I take your life for what you got
If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot
A bullet to your forehead, there be a couple more, bitch
Yeah, I perp like I'm your nigga just to get your ass misled
That's when I rolled up in your house and take your shit away
Thought you had a friend, but I'm a nigga gettin' paid
Real swift, here's a gift, comin'at you is a bullet
The psychopathic nigga on the trigger, they gotta pull it
And I ain't never had no gratitude
Layzie Bone be crazy killin' with a ganksta attitude
Buck, The Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down
Me breakin' 'em down, man
Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down
Me breakin' 'em down, man
Me breakin' down, me breakin' down
Me breakin' down, man
Wish Bone, come down, man
Now we hittin' niggas up, and we ain't comin' cheap
You wanna jump? Feel froggish, muthafucka, leap
We gettin' drunk, start shit, drinkin' sixty-four's
I brought a liter. Where's your posse?
Smack your fuckin' ho. I got your bitch on my dick
Because I'm here for my cap down
When steppin' through C-Town
You better be strapped down
The bigger my trigger
The deader your nigga is found on your doorstep
So how do you figure that you'll be the one
To unload in my fuckin' chest
So when you catch me steppin'
I got the weapon that is kept in on my hip and
Why you trip and find your clip
And tell your bitch to suck my dick
Wish Bone'll pop that ass quick, fool
Don't try to fuck with this ganksta attitude
Buck, me breakin' 'em down
Once again me breakin' 'em down
Krayzie Bone, come break 'em down
Krayzie Bone come break ya down
I'm steppin' in my hood at night
and I'm low up on cash
So gimme everything you got
'cause Bone assult your ass
Oh, so you wanna play hero, sucka?
Fuck that shit. Die, muthafucka
Never showin' favoritism when I'm blastin'
When I grab my gun
I play the role of an assassin
The K to the R to the A to the Y
To the Z to the I to the E
And steppin' with Layzie Bone
Also the B-I-double Z's up in the house
So come prepared
I ain't talkin' with rides
I'm talkin' about with hand grenades
Pistols, uzis, and nines
So get the shit loaded up
You better be quick when you're duckin' out
I'm standin' there smilin'
When I watch ya duck from the buckshots
I got some unfinsihed business
So won't ya's come up with me
K, bring the P-U-M-P
Lay, bring the G-A-G-E
'Cause there's this gang all down the way
We gotta put 'em in check
'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit
I'm gonna blow his brain off his neck
We get up in the smug and start to ride kinda slow
And now we're in their territory
So we let all our triggers go
Twenty niggas drop to the sound of that auto gun
I seen that O.G. gettin' up as he began to run
I grab my nine; it's time them niggas took a loss
Put on my mask, and turn the fuckin' lights off
See, speeded up, right beside, and he knew he was hit
The last words that he heard was, "Rest in Peace, bitch"
Layzie Bone is the gangsta
And now you know it's my occupation
The jackin's in progress; it's a critical operation
The object is murder
I'm the number one assassin, it's Layzie Bone
I'll put your ass up in a casket, bitch
Be aware when I'm steppin' with the Enterpri$e
The money, we bankin'
'Cause we them criminals organized
You'll take what you got, and give a shot
And so watch me pick 'em
I hunt up a sucka, and then unload on my victim
It's like,
To his legs,
To his chest, another shot in the face
The nigga's put to rest
Yeah, like I said
I'm never actin' like a nice dude
We got them what?
Them ganksta attitudes. Nigga
I'm gonna make sure you never forget me
Konvict
Going through these struggles everyday on this pavement
In every hood I see 'em doing the same
There's a lot of haters that don't want me to make it
All I want is for you to remember my name
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
When I'm dead and gone they're gonna remember me as being one of the livest
Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside
I pop in their mind, a silent killer
Straight out the ghetto a grimy nigga
My lyrics were potent, my fight was venom
I could kill 'em, when I get in them
Niggas never knew what'd hit 'em
Legends
For what we done did on these streets
And what we done spit on these records
Blessing
We take 'em and put 'em on beats
And we give 'em back no question
Granddaddy of the mid-west
Crazy Jackson
The lyrical serial killer
I fell 'em, the innocent is asking about the mind I master
When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these niggas rapping
When it comes to the grind I'm mashing
No time for second chances
And when it all goes down and they put me in my grave
"Fuck 'em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my gauge
My reputation is solid gold
And my street cred is all polished y'all
Known as the little boss hog in the hood
Boy in my hood I'm a superstar
Niggas in the past try to hold a nigga down
But I put in my work and checked it checked it
Now these niggas respect it
Knowing I'm the wrong one they wanna mess with
From the gutter
With my brothers
Knowing on these ghetto streets they don't love us
Ducking these undercovers
These motherfuckers doing everything to try and bust us
But these suckers, know they can't touch us
They envy deep in they hearts
Nigga if they ever try to rush
Nigga they know we gonna rip 'em apart
Niggas go hard, from the start
Nigga this ? is my bodyguard
Fuck with mine and I'll charge
Little crazy-ass nigga at large
Pulling cars, on these lanes
Nigga I never let go of my heat
Stand up man on his feet
Little Lazyie Bone on this beat nigga
What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spit
Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey!
Bones sing, and mixed in with that street talk
And then the lazy ? get their creep on
Ad he went home, but it's all good
He left the right ones an he's still in the hood
Rest in peace, like him when I die I hope they remember me
Thats why I know I gotta reach you with these beats
It's not for nothing remember the thugs for the songs that we sung
And making it through that struggle, that struggle
It ain't easy believe me, we bleeding believe it
Featuring: Mariah Carey
Y'all know what this is
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
Monday feelin? nice
Tuesday you act out
We just break up again
You want me to let you back in
But tonight I'm like no-o-o
My mind says no
But my body and soul said yes, I hate this mess
Boy, you just ain't no good for me
This ain't the way real love should be
Took you back once, took you back twice
Took you back three, four, five times
They said these tricks it?s over
Boy, you've been cross the line
Took you back once, took you back twice
Took you back three, four, five times
Can't stay in love wit you, somebody help me
[Incomprehensible] ***** was thugged out
But you bugged out, start trippin'
Flippin' on me all time and it's been like this all my life
No matter how I try
Guess it's the Thug in me
Got my mind on my money, man
I'm spendin' my time on the grind 'til I shine
I'm concentratin' on runnin' thangs
I've been tryna hold it down
And you steady tellin' me it's over now
She always talk loud
She always leave me but always come back around
That's just what we go through
And you know it's so true
Every time I slip up, she behind me
Gon' be right there to remind me
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
Can we take a long walk on the beach, get away from the streets?
Baby girl, me and you need to rendezvous
Cancun next week, how that sound to you?
I've been meanin' to spend a little time witchu
I can tell you?re fed up from all of the promises
I've been makin' lately
And I haven?t delivered but I been so caught in my hustle
Tryna make this payment
And I shoulda considered your feelings
I shoulda been better about it
I shoulda been grown, not childish
I shoulda been way more polished
But my hustle done paid off
And I'm ready to spoil you, love
Come look, what cha boy gon' do?
Let me make this up to you
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
Wheezy girl, I can't believe what you sayin'
You know you got it, should meet with my fans
But every time I get a break, I'm layin'
Where? In your arms, all night and day playin'
You want some time, I send you Jacob
Want sunshine then take a vacation
We ain't gon' make it if you keep complainin'
Everybody go through changes
Love is a dangerous thing
It's full of happy and sad faces
Break it up to make up later
Talk it out so it ain't no anger
We need more communication
You should have some consideration
?Cause you knew from the day we met
What type of player you was dealin' wit
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
Everything I do, just for me and you
Stack a little paper so it's never rainy days
I got you, but just for me, then you got to
Understand that I hustle, hustle
Diamonds things, I gotta hustle, hustle
Anything that brings the weight up
See a real thug too it's in his nature
It's in his nature
Not tryna say that you about that paper
But me and you, yes, we like that paper
Overseas trips, diamonds on the wrists
You must admit, your boy gets that paper
I like bossin', girl, wit you beside me
Slide wit me, try and take it away
That's when I ride and ride
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
If you wanna make it good
You gotta give a little bit of love
Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E?
Can you spend a little bit of dough on me?
Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E?
Boy, if you wanna make it good
[Krayzie]
Jeremiah 10: 23,24
"We will know oh Lord that to Earthly men his way does not belong
it does not belong to man who must walk even to direct his step
correct me oh Jehovah however with judgement not in anger
that you may not reduce us to nothing"
[Chorus]
Order my steps, lead me, guide me
everyday send your annointing father
I pray order my steps in the world
[Layzie]
Why am I payin' this price for fame now with the shame
I'm goin' blame cause I'm solo empty
When I can stop and give it all to Christ
cause in his name no weapon should be formed against me
simply know that the world gon' tempt me Satan is the enemy
God please help us I don't want to be selfish
I don't want to live my life tryin' to be rebellious
[Wish]
Who be checkin' when ya know ya doin' wrong huh?
Got your steps, give your blessings
Know right from wrong turn the lights on
all ya gotta do is follow faith till they call us all home
but its so hard temptation is everywhere
gotta hold my guard like oh my God
[Krayzie]
Halleujah, Halleujah, now I might not make it to Heaven
but I'm tryin' to come back in the resurrection change my place in paradise
so I pray to God try to change my life
but temptation make it hard for me to make it out
man I gotta cool out, still I need to stop smokin'
I need God's guidance without it I'm hopeless
Lord please help me stand strong
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
A lot of soldiers in the pin ain't ever comin' home
can you find it in your heart to pray
so it seems everything goin' wrong
and you're just tryin' to find your way
momma just wanna feed her babies
tryin' to keep a safe place to stay
don't stress it's a test God BLESS all ya
really gotta do is just keep your faith
[Wish]
You can feel it if you open up, you can get it if you need love
as much as a mustard seed is all you need
small person pays for the air that we breathe
and the baby is born, place to go when we leave
food that we eat, weapon when we sleep
it's a miracle no believin' the Lord
[Krayzie]
HEY!
What cha seein' on the news has already been written in the Bible
but ain't nobody takin' the time to realize that believin' and readin'
the scriptures could mean your survival and I don't wanna die no neva
I wanna live forever and I would a lot better
so when Armageddon really come true what chu gon' do?
[Chorus]
[Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me
[Kray:] swing low [Lay:] ask me how I know
[Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me, ask me how I know
[Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me, ask me how I know
[Kray:] swing low, swing low I know cause the Bible tells me so
[Layzie]
You know God is good
you know God is great and everyday I wake
I gotta thank him for my life and even though its hard
I know I make mistakes I give it everything it takes just to make it right
this is Satan's land understand the plan yall Jesus
comin back with a furious mind better praise everyday
hurryin' doin' your job glory to the king that's my heavenly father
Kray, Lay
Whattup Wish?
You know how we used to get that vibe, back in the day?
Oh yeah, most definitely
(East 99 is where you'll find us slanging that llello daily, daily...)
Yeah!
Yeah...
I remember that
Me too
(It's the First of Tha Month...)
You know we used to get our hustle on, from the 1st to the 15th?
(See you at the crossroads, crossroads...)
Aw man, we touched alot of people with this one!
A whole lotta people with this one!
(See you at the crossroads, crossroads...)
Whoa... that was deep!
That was from the heart, dog
(Stalkin, gat fools, walkin jack-move, jack-move...)
Aw man, this was that street right here...
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
Y'all remember? This was that street right here!
East 99...
Let's VIBE!
Now we done blew up, fell off, but came right back up from grindin overtime!
And you know what's real, we used to wear each other's shoes - what's yours, you know is mine
Mine too! Can't deny, how the time fly by, it feel like it was just yesterday!
When we was in the streets, stressed for llell, now we pullin up in big Escalades
All paid for, money on the wood, so it's no car notes
We far from broke, that's all I know
So you better get it right when it comes to my folks, cause we gon ball out
Blow a little bit of weed, smoke y'all out
We get everybody goin off our style...
Show 'em out to do it, thugsta stay right
He ain't rollin how I roll when I ride!
We gon' suit up again, incase y'all want war
Gon' do it again, until we can't no more
Blowin in the wind with a refreshin blow
Who knew in the end, that we would be so cold
It was hard, yup, no, but we can't let go, no
Middle finger to the po-po! It's that thuggish-ruggish
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
And the whole world love it, we gon' give it to 'em like, like!
Round and round and round we go
Now you can ride my vibe...
Now just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
My vibe, my vibe, my vibe...
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
Come and get on the level with me, a regular G's
Uncomparable, none like these...
Unpredictable, harmonies...
Mystic, lyrical, gotsta be... Bone, Bone!
Cause we make the songs!
No matter what you're feelin, you can vibe out to Bone!
Straight off the dome!
Up in it playa, let's go, flow so strong!
No matter how we do it we gon' always keep it real
Even when the higher powers wanna ban our noise
It'll be back to the block with some rocks and a radio
Reppin on a corner like the bandaid boys
Boy, runnin around, puttin it down - flowin!
Niggaz was wild, we did it all - knowin!
We was the coldest in the city we showed em
How to get it crackin like a real true soldier!
Doin' our thing, since back in the day-day
Chasin change, we gonna make it either way-way
One-way bus tickets, Eazy listened and
Flied us back to the block, now he's gone
Now I got a little money in my pocket, about a couple G's
It's been a long time since I got it from the streets
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
I ain't worried about a beef, but I do keep heat
Incase these haters ain't vibin with me!
Round and round and round we go
Now you can ride my vibe
Now just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
My vibe, my vibe, my vibe...
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
Now tell me who the realest niggaz ever heard...
Gotta be them Bone boys, listen and learn
I know they can't believe it, but it's still our turn
So let's get POD'd and tweeded, tweeded, off herb...
We stay high, high, all day long, in the mornin when I open my eyes!
So it ain't no big surprise, how they ride the vibe and get hypnotized!
Took in by flow, they bank potent like dro...
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
After one toke they want some more... they can't let go!
Still get it on the low - if it's right there, I can't let that go
I'm a hustler, survivor, strugglin, no lie, on dollars plus more!
If you really need to know, Mr. Bill Collector's alive
Step on the scene, collect my green
Gimme everything that you got, cause I really wanna go!
Round and round and round we go
Now you can ride my vibe
Now just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
My vibe, my vibe, my vibe...
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
Man I remember when we used to try to catch that vibe off that Banana Red
Man we used to drink that motherfuckin Thunderbird with the Kool-Aid in it
Ah-ho man, but remember Olde E and Crazy Horse?
Aw, that shit dog, but you know what was crazy, the Chuggalo!
Oh man, we used to sit around, and put everything in one thang and just DRINK it!
Man, everybody put that candle in the middle, boy we used to be vibed out
Haha!
Hit up magic man for them dime sacks, bout fifteen joints
(It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...)
But you know what, it wasn't nothing like that Sisco!
Ooooh, that Sisco, that Wild Isles Rose was that shit though
Bone…
And hear that raw shit
We blow this mother fuckers
And never obeyed the law bitch
Ever get noticed all you other niggas are frogs
Got skeletons in your closet
Wanna be blowed away wita gauge
I be rottin till pieces they shattered
Niggas they scattered they testin like bullets
They gather up how many mudered
Don’t matter up in this rap shit
You got to come with it cant fake the funk at all
And bet your ganna fall studying the bone thug style
But whatcha ganna do when you face to face with the 5th dawg
Sneakin federals get wet I'ma predator the reap
No mercy those sleep where my niggas creep
And remember they crept and they came with Eazy
Cant calm me down give me a pound smoke and a bong
Just too damn greedy see these want to be these
G's just cuz of our thug mentality
It’ll be casualties face that gorilla with a nigga torked at chu
Niggas who slippin I'm commin to get you die they flat on their backs collapsed perhaps
You shoulda knew when you came threw
You fucked with a nigga too deadly
Haters all try to come fuck with the gust
Well wanna test these nutz G you aint ready
But do what chu got to do I'll rob you fools
I'll cruse till grim reaps through
Nigga motherfuck em don’t trust em
I'll buck em in the gut and shoot you too
Now you cant hate us all day
We aint leavin no way
We changed the whole game
We brought you into the future
From the 99
Come on come on come on come on come on
Now you cant hate us all day
We aint leavin no way
We changed the whole game
We brought you into the future
From the 99
Come on come on come on come on come on
Well it’s the niggas the niggas the killas that’s raised round sin
Niggas they try to conetend but know they cant win
When I'm breakin flesh up outa the pen
Gimme the hin and gimme the gin
Ready to put in my work again
Nigga better watch it you got it
I’m poppin quick for the dividends
I’m in it to win it
The rest of these rappers that shit is on pause
Got too many flaws you niggas is soft
Thry lyrics is false the reason I’m commin to break em off
Got to get mine so I’m takin yours
Wishin they never did open the door
I’m kickin it through bitch get on the floor
Knowin they never ganna talk no more hoes
Original niggas that’s right we always been down for the murda man
I'ma come back to serve the game break em on down and hurt em man
I never give no mercy mercy after thirty five million still thirsty thirsty
Now yall know niggas been here since we was runnin around with Eazy-E
They was like who was these little niggas talking all of this shit from the Cleveland streets
They aint nothing like these
And we never had beef cuz we was a different kind of breed
Beef with a nigga you bleed fuckin with bone
Been blowin some weed and singing my song hoe
My nigga that’s krayzie layzie wish flesh
Wanna bet we the all time best
The force of the rhythm we give em similar to a sawed off pump hittin your chest
Rippin your vest listen to that
You know when we commin for trouble cuz we got em barrels runnin up on you
aint none of you ready for murder ta bubble I’m I pump and (??) defeated them
They was all scheming thinking wed fall
Then all of a sudden we got up and balled again
Now you cant witness the hearts of men
The game was down
To help it survive we blew through like fresh oxygen
And I got my nine millimeter cocked again
You thug niggas is not my friend
When we crept wasn’t nothing like this
Had to be different so we came with a twist
Straight from the streets where the niggas get rich
Better find a pattern till you see who it is
Livin is hard make soldier growin see what it is take order
Who knew thugs true we bring it through for two one six
We in this put it down make you feel this
We don’t fuck around thugs get down nigga ask around
From the center we flip thugstas equiped
Prepared to make any niggas wig split
Lawyers on our payroll So I never stay long
Back out lay low no aint go so I stay gone
Thuggin it down to the law they at me
Lookin at a thug keeping it raw I got you
Fuckin with me wrong well look what happened
Thugstas got it thugstas got it
We on the same thang make change make change
Repay if you got to do your thing better him than me ok
Its like that around my way
Better hit than dead they say
You don’t want to see that grey
So watch your back while you on that grind
Move forward no rewind watch niggas all the time
Cuz they want your spot they want your spot
Ridin with death
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
Ridin with death
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock
Real niggas don't stop pop pop
put him in the mud nigga and your body rot
Top closing down on your caskets
wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course it's the nigga that's takin no shorts
Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
and hit you with levels beyond your control
My momma never raised no punks and hoes
Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
I know y'all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide
Makin motherfuckers feel the vibe for life
In the midst of the twist I'll be down to ride
We're ready for war
Ridin with death
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it
We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
Trapped in the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
Them fools come back like I'm ready for war is that all you got
Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so fuck you you weren't original
Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
Catch me caught me must have seen
And they're gonna get your ass next weekend
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
Is the loss of life love and spirits
Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When you're fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I'ma drop 'em
Surrounded bby violence my nigga I'm bound to just live a lifetime
And this shrink wanna get inmy head cause I'm amongst the walking dead
All I really said if you niggas don't fled you gone bleed bloody red
Nigga shoot the spot and got ghosts fuckin with the mastermind of all time
Letting niggas know we off in our prime
It'll be that way to ninety-ninety-nine
Criminal-minded niggas been blinded
Looking for a style like Bone but can't see me
Just like mike everybody wanna be me
Study every movie nigga makin on tv
Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
Here we go nigga don't wanna fight no more
But I'm ready for you hoes and that's for sure
When the ghetto needs me I'll be grippin to the scripture picture
Little Ripsta can I get critical
And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies
Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to be lethal
With my automatic let you have it you don't wanna see any evil
Motherfuckers I'll take it to the people
then I will meet you at the funeral
Get 'em up Bizzy Mafiaso no witness is the usual
Further mo murder mo ready with guns I'll serve you hoes
When they call niggas hit the road
And when they get killed I'ma get your soul
You thinkin I'm slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me
Yes they want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets none statics automatic fun
Want some come come come execution redrum rum
See what you see in my eyes murder murder death defied
Burnt alive fried when they die
No one was able to find them cause they're bodies went up in a fire
Fuck they family try to creep
but you think I'm asleep cause I'm pumpin beats
Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my seat yeah
Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute
You already suckas I bet that you bent it we sent it
We'll atest for the murder we should we dealt it
You thought you was flippin but got K.O.D'd
Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there
The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it
Kicked a couple of niggas asses
Gotta take off and stay still blastin
Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain't shit
Better make your money baby and pick up a couple of guns on the side
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
[Layzie]
You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock
Real niggas don't stop pop pop
put him in the mud nigga and your body rot
Top closing down on your caskets
wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course it's the nigga that's takin no shorts
Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
and hit you with levels beyond your control
My momma never raised no punks and hoes
Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
I know y'all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide
Makin motherfuckers feel the vibe for life
In the midst of the twist I'll be down to ride
[chorus]
[Bizzy]
We're ready for war
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[repeat]
[Bizzy]
I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it
We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
Trapped in the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
Them fools come back like I'm ready for war is that all you got
Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so fuck you you weren't original
Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
Catch me caught me must have seen
And they're gonna get your ass next weekend
[chorus 2x]
[Majesty]
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
Is the loss of life love and spirits
Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When you're fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I'ma drop 'em
[Layzie]
Surrounded bby violence my nigga I'm bound to just live a lifetime
And this shrink wanna get inmy head cause I'm amongst the walking dead
All I really said if you niggas don't fled you gone bleed bloody red
Nigga shoot the spot and got ghosts fuckin with the mastermind of all time
Letting niggas know we off in our prime
It'll be that way to ninety-ninety-nine
Criminal-minded niggas been blinded
Looking for a style like Bone but can't see me
Just like mike everybody wanna be me
Study every movie nigga makin on tv
Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
Here we go nigga don't wanna fight no more
But I'm ready for you hoes and that's for sure
[Bizzy]
When the ghetto needs me I'll be grippin to the scripture picture
Little Ripsta can I get critical
And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies
Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to be lethal
With my automatic let you have it you don't wanna see any evil
Motherfuckers I'll take it to the people
then I will meet you at the funeral
Get 'em up Bizzy Mafiaso no witness is the usual
Further mo murder mo ready with guns I'll serve you hoes
When they call niggas hit the road
And when they get killed I'ma get your soul
[Krayzie]
You thinkin I'm slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me
Yes they want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets none statics automatic fun
Want some come come come execution redrum rum
See what you see in my eyes murder murder death defied
Burnt alive fried when they die
No one was able to find them cause they're bodies went up in a fire
Fuck they family try to creep
but you think I'm asleep cause I'm pumpin beats
Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my seat yeah
Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute
You already suckas I bet that you bent it we sent it
We'll atest for the murder we should we dealt it
You thought you was flippin but got K.O.D'd
Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there
The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it
Kicked a couple of niggas asses
Gotta take off and stay still blastin
Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain't shit
Better make your money baby and pick up a couple of guns on the side
So when you ride and you get high don't let them haters run up your side
Indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin
Theres no doubt that god helps me rise
(That he do, that he do)
I said indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin
Theres no doubt god helps me rise
(That he do, that he do)
With every day bullshit I'm goin' through
I be hopin' to make it through another day
Lookin' for another day to live my life
And please get away
I stay high
With my gun paranoia so if they come
Then I dump, dump, dump
That really all I got for ya, this life is crazy
I might go Krayzie if I'm down, don't let them break me
So I stop and I pray to god, O lord forgive my worthy life
And help me through this pain of mine
pray and I pray I pray
That I could just see the light a fly away, away, away, away
But I know I can call on when I'm all alone
When ever I fall, fall, fall
Situation got me thinkin' was it worth this
And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this
Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices in life
Everybody wants that miracle just so far from where I go and if its meant to be
Then it comes fa show, fa show
And I know, I know it gets hard some times
But don't you give up its going to be better times if you believe just believe
There's no tellin' what you receive
If in proof just look at me, look at me, look at me
And you got to love this gift we been blessed with. I do
Number one and nobody can touch this you know
Gotta hit my knees and let them know I thank you wit out you
Where would I be
Where would I go
Ain't no tellin' what this life is bout' to bring
One day ya here the day next ya gone
That's way I try to live right
Don't want to live wrong
And no guarantee you gon' make it home
What go around come around
Everybody know its real when you speakin' tha carma
So do on to others like you want to be done like Mary J no more drama
Ima paper chaser believe that walkin' on the ground is where I plat my feet at
If it's not bout money don't need that
You can keep that gossip can't you see that
Stay locked on my mission
Cuz most of these niggas in the world ain't thinkin' bout the future
Young black entrepreneur
And I'm out to get more
So baby open the door
Nigga gotta let me in cuz I'm getting it again
And I said I was going to get dollars
And if it's not about cheese I holla
Fuckin' with a nigga that's way to pollish
And if the road get to rough imma stand my ground
Keep my faith and call on the lord
And I don't hafta worry no more
Even if I fall
Imma be a soldier
Runnin' from gun shots for the day I see Jehovah
You think you know us
Even though you want to
Don't think I'm in it just because of crossroads
And grab a grammy and did nothing for my family
This artist is half ass and scared to tell the truth
And I'm heartless niggas and I think hes raising to you
To the fo who thought that someone was bullshitin
And admitin' you sayin' anything
Up lifting within' the distance that the kids that use to listen to the don
Better prepare old English and essents of a mission never relied on county and prison
Messin' up my kitchen
Better be survive in you
Treated these prisons
Trinity is wating for you
Baby swallow and ride
Guess who's back.
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes
Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes
Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble
We keep it goin' get it for the Mid West
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish
We can't forget about Flesh
We finna drop another bomb
We figure they can't take another rhyme
Come back off and get um with another platinum ryhthm
and they won't fuck in the lab
They want to try to keep up so come on
Thirty million sold and that I'll just stay at that now what about that
Listen to the thuggish
And listen to every other rapper rap about who that come from
Talkin' Bone fell off
Say what they bust just like us
They ain't even knowin' were it came from like richer niggas
They ain't going to give it to us so we gon take it
We just come to tell you that Bone Thugs back
And we still creepin'
Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble
Guess who's back.
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 (back) With no hesitation
Put up yo money honey what ever ya got we won't lose
Put up or shut up
Get slapped in front of all your dogs
And all your dudes
Cause I'm a smarter thug all ways wanted to be a thug
What do you think
Do you think he gon do something
Don't let the money fool you
Don't let the money do you
Cause it ain't really about nothin' (nothin')
Its just so much they gon let in
Toss that we gon show you who you are messin' with
That's why I started a war in this rap game
You got to hit hard
And let them now who they dealin' with
Guess who's back.
Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes
Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes
When we meet on the concrete jungle
We can do it
We can rumble
Take it to the streets
And let the whole world crumble
All I ever seen was heavy smoke in the air
Bustin' heavy shots
They just don't care
If you don't then I'm goin to get all tha bloodiness
Niggas want peace but I know they all gon test us
The thugs commin' back to bring the thug essence
Thugs commin' back to bring back the thug blessins
For the lord where doin' to fight the wind
Imma fight to get them all hyped again
Tell the Bone Thug story again
If a nigga still hatin' a pipe again
Like I did before creep creep and I came
Just four more niggas down for there thang
Never been afraid to let my nuts hang
How to you think Bone Thug made it to the top of the game nigga
Fully automatic loaded
Remy Martin fill my potion
Coastin' on freeways keep rollin' till we hit the ocean
Motion on freeways bout to bustin on niggas bostion
Popi Cholos solo with my pistol so smokin'
Pullin' pop up bitch nigga if you talkin'
Tokin', tortin' with my pistol
Got you people open
These niggas is enemys
Shots up in they body
Never was friend to me
Pass me the Hennessey
Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble
(feat. Phil Collins)
[Layzie Bone]
I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in the dust
Instead of usin' my muscle
And everytime I extend my heart to my mother
Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle
Sometimes I sit and I wonder
If a nigga pull my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'
In this world where nobody don't give a damn
But I'm still a man
Got a soul program
I'ma pump my fist
I'm stayin' ready for this
And you can put this on Wish
I never stayed in ya buis'
And when I needed a ride
You wouldn't give me a lift
And now I'm poppin' my cris
You niggas all on my dick
I wanna change the world
You wanna change ya life
I wouldn't a put up a fight
If I knew it was trite
They say everything happin' for a reason
Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'
Needin' general assistance
Out here needin' public housing
Out here tryna make ends meet
Tryna get on their feet
But see so cloudy
And I know what you don't know
You better get on your mission and get down for your dough
See the real niggas ready out here taken control
See I'm screamin' out Mo'
With my pockets on swoll
Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house
Quit bringin' distrust to my spouse
Casuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out
If you niggas try to run up on the Bone
I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome
I don't wanna have to send a nigga home
Lord please take me home
Come and take me home
[Chorus]
[Phil Collins]
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remmeber
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remember
[Krayzie Bone]
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home
Please take me home
When I'm lookin' at my money now
livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving
Cause I'm nine-to-five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind
I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' the cops clocked on the night-shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto
But we finally made it
Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug
Leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the go
And what do you know (Oh no)
Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it
But we better get up and get it, go
Everythang's gon' wrong
Especially Bone, it never been right
I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game fire, does, lie
See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin this rap thing right now
They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right
now (Right now, now)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
I'll never give in
I'll never give up
I'll let 'em live in
They sinnin'
They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)
Pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
hope nobody knows just too much
You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,
we give 'em the dough
Fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave
Not one of the slaves
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate
Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak
Lost mommy, poppy left home
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selction
His date is probably
Probably my mommy, song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
[Chorus]
[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too
And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it
Like two, thirty mil in they faces
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandlous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now
Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip
Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone
You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be
Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home
[Chorus]
Ooooh, oooo, cleveland
oh yeah
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Nigga wuz born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I wuz thuggin out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen Caddie
I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennesey
And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble
Uh Oh here come the po po
Yall better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog cuz I know
Cleveland Ohio fo sho where we slang dope in the slo
I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
Its manditory you need it cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin
and niggas'll leave ya bleedin
Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care
Handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that
It's Cleveland (Cleveland)
Its manditory to leave these niggas bleedin (bleedin)
And you could neva hate against Bone you wrong
U know we brung it on so strong
We get em, split em, we hit em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Befo most of these niggas even thought about rap
We wuz screamin out no surrender
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin from the shoulders
And the older niggas they told us
U gotta get down fo yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money little nigga don't struggle
That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
Ima push this shed to the head ya see
Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there
Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere
Your mother wuz my mother
Ya brotha wuz right here
In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D
And we get bucked on the block block block block
And nigga remember I said weee this for we
And all them niggas that love down in Columbus nigga Cleveland Rocks
Cleveland St. Claire
Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters
Shouts out to Buck, Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
Cuz Cleveland Rocks nigga and we love u
I'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle keep the movin ang going baby
I wanna send shouts out to my Kinsman niggas
What's up my niggas
I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Addams family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas
I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on St. Claire nigga
152nd on St. Claire nigga
U better believe in SCTs nigga for life nigga
Big Ben, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch
economies decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby
Right on St. Claire baby
Send us some business
Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six
Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick
Nigga plottin', ahhhh
Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin
1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear
Cock my nine, and i'm out the window
Drunk as fuck and high off that indo
Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.
And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me
Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand
I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand
I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin
Don't get caught sleepin
Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now
Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down
On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious
Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep
and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous
Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man
Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane
See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl
Watch out for the nightfall,when them come, mo murder be a nigga style
Mo murder, me comin to serve ya
Judgement day, me reapin
Lil Lay on the deep end
So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin
Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs
Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this
Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em
Nigga let's killa killa killa
Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down
Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down
Steady flip when I bang, bang, man
Flippin I roll with me gun
Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang
And it's all the same
They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder
They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled
rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya
Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost
Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim
Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him
Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud
Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves
Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,
creepin up under your dome, it's seepin
When the sawed off get to creepin,fall victim
Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims
Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga
put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now
Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down
What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried
P.O.D. d when it comes to ride
Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night
Once inside, forgettin about remorse
Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down
Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now
I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat
Not never to mention never to mention
It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly
But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me
And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity
Well I got a clique see
My niggas up out of the woods reapin
Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?
Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder
Killer when the night falls
And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya
Don't run, run, run, I like my knife
Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life
Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya
But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface,that psycho and that killa Ripsta
Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya
Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches
When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
Get up and get something
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
[Layzie Bone]
Bone Thugs n Harmony
A yo we aint always been accepted like this till (Listen to the wind blow)
A nigga got dat Grammy
Open the door nigga,
Bone Thugs got a story that’s similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I’m memba back in the days they didn’t want me
Now I blew up they all on me
They smiles phony
Its hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake
They tryna eat out of yo plate
And you cant get a break
Now how much can you take
For heavens sake
I cant wait they gone be
(Listening to the wind blow)
[Krayzie Bone]
Sittin back blowin on indo
Waving wit my middle finger hangin out the window lets roll
Get yo muthafuckin hand out my pocket
Now they wanna be wit a nigga
Feel like we partnas
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us
Neva did call us
Where was yo promise
But now we ridin by
(Listening to the wind blow)
[Wish Bone]
Nigga to the real to the sets
When it comes to the streets
Livin peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghetto
Give all peace wont let is go
Say we wouldn’t make it
Now we some of the greatest
Bumpin through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo
[Chorus x2]
Yo don’t love me now
And you’ll never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain.
[Layzie Bone]
4 tru thugs from the double glock
A nigga ready to rumble
When trouble nocks
2 one way tickets straight off the block
We gonna this pay
Yall niggaz jus watch
“All eyes on me”
Like my name is Pac
Fuckin hip hop clock
Gotta pass the glock
Takin drastic shots
Till these bastards stop
When the casket drop
I be mashin out
In brand new drop top flyin nigga
(Listening to wind blow)
[Krayzie Bone]
Killin them niggaz witta automatic weapon
When they step up
they get hit up wit the AK-47
Anybody tryna git the muthafuckin blessin
They betta not mess wit mine cuz im tellin
Any you niggaz run up again
That it aint no pretendin go for sin u gonna git in
Boy you betta listen listen listen
(Listening to wind blow)
[Wish Bone]
If you get a change of foot
Inch for inch
You betta do it do it
Grab the game
Do it to it
Chase to chase
But still hood
Live it or love it
Dummies of the rocks
Duck up out of my hood hood hood
[Chorus x2]
(Murder) mo murder them all [x4]
[Krayzie Bone]
? The wind blow
Never see me cuz I get ghost
So a nigga neva get close
I go fast or slow
No matter the tempo
Murda the instrumental
Murda the rhythm
I ride to the rhythm of murda
Its murda
This lyrical venom I serve a
Gone kill ‘um at minimal murda
Nigga burn some some
Stick wit rans dats? that cash
Nigga you betta learn some (some some)
We got the hood hot lock
Even got the burbs bumpin bumpin
They probably tryna get in
Don’t nobody wanna be left in the wind
[Layzie Bone]
Uh-oh
Niggaz that’s not tryna listen to Bone
The early bird get the worm
Take the game by the throat and squeeze
Till the muthafucka broke believe
Its murda we wrote
Its dope that we serve on the curb to the booth
These niggaz don’t feel it cuz we spit the truth
Aint never no fake and they got me to prove
Haters just hate and we do what we do
Let ‘um talk to you in the face
Only because we blew up in they face
If was Bone hurtin
If that was the case
I’ll probably go loco and catch me a case
Nigga jus move and give me some space
When I let the wind blow in my face
Nigga don’t quit till I finish the race
Number one is the place
[Chorus x2]
[Krayzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos im down by law, tryna play me cos im rapping I will break yo jaw, catch a
nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead butt naked, man you fuckin with a
boss, cross pass with me, im in the hood all them watts in the bronx where they cater all around
the devil block, trouble not, im ready for em, niggas they know im ready for them, im the hardest
ima ?? so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga wit yo lookin ass, meet me at the
club all my niggas get to whippin ass, then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga pos'ed to be thug, nigga
pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cos we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line is
you cant fuck wit' me, Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (streets!), cos' im a thug by
nature, thug by nature, gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin'.
you looking, for me, ill be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
if you looking, for me, ill be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
Its the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge
magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, wit homicidal intentions I reign
terror, on any cliq or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, ima tickin time bomb let it finish the
job, lyrical damage on one, two punch, crush you amateurs, box and watch me execute like
(cockins?), my flow piping hot scorchin, proceed with caution murder any mc, ya soul is lost, when
im ridin with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs, parked on the block with the nose
up, get ready for the face off, Nicholas Cage aint got shit on a nigga wit a fuckin grenade, one
man army, only two things in the world can call me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never
back down, never back down, never back down, now let the bone thugs back.
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin,
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
if you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
Now we them niggas in them black dickies and steel toe boots, stomp on that nigga that got a
pistol but he still gon' shoot, cos' he a hoe, like halfa' these niggas is rappin', ima' let you
know, these niggas is actin' and puttin' on a fancy show, we done checked these niggas, met these
niggas man I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother fucking T-H-U-G, original hate to be a
critic, but yo shit I aint feelin, no, you niggas is elementary, i got history, lyrically you cant
see me, physically ill bring your misery, seriously, you niggas aint been hearing me, but listen
to these other niggas hits, you hear my twist they blew my shit, but its all good, cos we keep it
all hood, and when we see niggas get rolled dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother
fuckin' money on the wood, bitch niggas would be gone if they could, but ima' shut em down, ima'
shut em down, ima' shut em down, bone niggas known not to fuck around!
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
If you lookin!..
I got my hand on my balls, grippin in the raws, hood star, shit could be my boulevard, you know
im in the streets, I aint hard to reach, on some cool shit and some beef shit nigga im in the
streets, this aint my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin paper allways, and I know how to get
it, and pissy hallways, in the raw way, you can get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way, I
let it bang b-bang bang, im the street for real, and i love it but you know how the gameplay got
me ready to kill, somebody, but its all good, wit' these shows at my steets nigga all good, gotta
be stackin my paper like thats all I know, these niggas is playin, I gotta get it like lock and
load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter, we hustlin dawg, hustlin, hustlin,
hustlin, give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin, niggas is talkin bout weed now watch
yo mouth!
If you looking, for me, i'll be, rollin',
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets,
If you looking, for me, i'll be, rolliin'!
you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets.
[Layzie Bone (Krayzie)]
(Yeah) Yeah...Bone Thugs...
(You know a nigga been all over the world man)
Australia, China, Africa...England (you know it's the same shit everywhere I go, you know)
[Bone Thugs N Harmony (Krayzie Bone)]
Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
Struggle in the game (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar), they left the hood for change
(It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
does some time in vain (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
Gotta wise, the shits lame (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
[Krayzie Bone]
I can remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad
Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast)
'Cause shorty wanted to be a thug
runnin' from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (scandolous)
Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make tracks fast
Destroyin' the system, make some money to survive the streets
but you deep inside this ain't how you tryna be
But it's hard to think when you're strugglin' and can't sleep
'cause ya hungry and can't eat, 'cause livin just aint free..or cheap
Pappa been laid off...mamma been laid off
Everywhere I here the same old song...
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
To proud to take a loss, I'm tryna fight these demons
By any means, by any cost I'm out here reppin' Cleveland
They got be bobbin, weavin'
nigga give me the reason
To let 'em flies...do or die, niggas no longer breathin'
Known as a heven, before Layzie Bone it was Steven
And I'm just tryna break even, leavin' you leaking steadley creepin'
Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone)
and momma can't do it on her own (her own)
Lights off, gas gone
mama, daddy comin' home?
guess not, sell rocks, rappin' with my niggas Bone
(wassup Wish! yeah...we all we got!) and that's Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
(wassup Kray! yeah, we all we got...nigga!)
and that's Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone..
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
So you ever been to the Chi? me too, you ever been shot? me too
Sold rocks, all nighters on blocks
catch cases...shit me too
That's the story no one ridin', nobody can tell it for me
Mama workin' double shift...daddy who? daddy who?
And when he do it's always late and never came
he done broke that boys heart, man again, damn again
Don't wonder why it's like that in the ghetto
Grew up, outta luck
Don't give a fuck about life so we let 'em go
I know my heart is cold, you know how them ghetto children grow
Give me money and I can keep my temper low
Everbody knows love, clubs, cars and hoes
priorities fucked up, but we already know!
Yo, I think it's really time we let these niggas know
What's goin' on with Bone Thugs, mayne
Yeah, 'cause...
They don't know, they don't know, they don't know
(With what we been goin' through)
They don't know, they don't know, they don't know
(Just where we're headin' to)
They don't know, they don't know, they don't know
(Come follow me now)
They wanna' know if Bone Thugs +Sound the Same+
'Cause one of us left, but four of us remainin' the same
It'll be like - just pick up the album, mayne
I bet they'll refrain from all of their claims
You know we still the shit - hey, hey!
Light it up, light it up
I feel good, I feel good
Nigga, from my vibe, I feel good all over!
Been through rough times and they been mighty hard
We been ridin' in the dark
'Til I look in the light and my find spot!
We climbed so far, them haters was tryna bring me on down
But really, nobody can stop us with everything we know now!
Sucka-free, we see underneath all you fake thugs
From all these wack rappers, we come back to save ya'
None of you backstabbers will never-ever fade us
Man, I'm so glad we back in action - nigga, say what?
So good, so right
(If you really, really good to get just money, money)
Just me with you tonight
Who would've imagined, so many problems
Even the karma, I must admit
We been through so much crazy shit
That it's still in my mind, unsure and futhermore
Shit hurt, Bone Brothers did it with Bizzy
Supposed to be a new beginning
But, I'm screaming out, "Where is he?"
Yes, I miss him - how could I not?
When I know Bone is all he got
One day, we might get it together - fulfill the whole plot
I ain't gotta mention how I feel about that other thug
Flesh Bone - here you go, some lock-down love!
You know what really make me feel good
Krayzie Bone, Wish Bone - really keep it all hood!
That's right! We still pursuing our dream
There ain't no "I" in our team
That's why we doin' our thang!
We gettin' money, money:
So good
{Money, money}
So right
(If you really, really good to get just money, money)
To be with you tonight
{Money, money}
They used to look and see a thug
Now, they look and see a paid thug
First niggas find and make this paper
Through the neighborhood!
Yes, we blessed - we know this!
So I drop to my knees and let 'em know who we rollin' with
Every night - make money, watch paper!
Grind now, fuck later!
If you miss it, gotta' battle back!
Get that money, money - need that!
Gimme some, I'll take that!
Since a youngster, knew about them greenbacks!
'Cause it ain't fo' all the money
Fuck what they sayin' - chase money!
Do without it, live without it!
I can't do that!
Live life - I like!
I need every penny
Pennies times this life - better give it to me, to me!
So good, so right
(If you really really good to get just money, money)
Just me with you tonight
Light it up, light it up
I feel good, I feel good
Nigga, from my vibe, I feel good all over!
Light it up, light it up
I feel good, I feel good
Nigga, from my vibe, I feel good all over!
(Money, money)
So good
(Money, money)
So right
[Intro (Wish Bone)]
You know nothing come easy, you gotta try real real hard, I tried hard...but I guess I
gotta try harder.
[Chorus (Akon)]
I try so hard can't seem to get away from misery
man I try so hard
will always be a victim of these streets
it aint my fault cuz I...
tried to get away but trouble follows me
and still I try so hard
hoping one day you'll come and rescue me
but until then, I'll be posted up right here in sleet hail snow
but until then...
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
[Verse 1 (Krayzie Bone)]
First let me explain that I'm just a black man
and I come from the darkside, so I'm havin a hard time stayin on track man my mind be
racin, and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet I been in and out of relationships, I'm
startin to see thats it's me where the complications at, but I'm layin back prayin that,
you can't have piece of mind of me, I thought I was right but really I'm wrong, in the end
I was to blind to see, I was in the fast lane chasin' my dream, and then it seem when the
fame and cash came they just got me going craaazy lately, lately, lately I beed so faded
tryin to erase it but I cant cuz the drama just goes greater and I been in so many
collisions from puttin shit up till later
[Chorus (Akon)]
I try so hard
can't seem to get away from misery
man I try so hard
will always be a victim of these streets
it aint my fault cuz I...
tried to get away but trouble follows me
and still I try so hard
hoping one day you'll come and rescue me
but until then, I'll be posted up right here in sleet hail snow
but until then...
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
[Verse 2 (Layzie Bone)]
It's like I'm taking 5 steps forward and 10 steps back, tryin to get ahead of the game,
but I can't seem to get it on track, and I keep running away from the ones that say they
love me the most how could I create the distance when it's suppose to be close and uh, I
just don't know but I be out here fighting demons and, it's like a curse that I can't shake
this part of Cleveland and lord, would you help me? and stop this pain I keep inflicting on
my family hustlin gamblin, trickin and scammin scrambling and losing sight of what I'm
suppose to be handlin, it's hard to manage cuz everyday's a challenge and man I'm slippin
can't lose my balance I'm tryin not to panic
[Chorus (Akon)]
I try so hard
can't seem to get away from misery
man I try so hard
will always be a victim of these streets
it aint my fault cuz I...
tried to get away but trouble follows me
and still I try so hard
hoping one day you'll come and rescue me
but until then, I'll be posted up right here in sleet hail snow
but until then...
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
[Verse 3 (Wish Bone)]
I see thangs won't change I'm stuck in the game as soon as I get out it keeps pullin me
back mayne got me doin' dirty dirt so used to this hustlin' money that I don't understand
how 9 to 5 work studied on the streets, hustlers know what I mean hustlers ballin in force
I'm tryna make that major league so we never leave never, til' the sun came up gotta get it
nope no leavin no rush today games they play gotta go hard to get what u put in if you fall
off then it's all on you gotta watch what you sign to try so hard but I won't play the fool
[Chorus (Akon)]
I try so hard
can't seem to get away from misery
man I try so hard
will always be a victim of these streets
it aint my fault cuz I...
tried to get away but trouble follows me
and still I try so hard
hoping one day you'll come and rescue me
but until then, I'll be posted up right here in sleet hail snow
but until then...
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride
now feel the devistation
and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map
these niggas finna snap
spit it for niggas that bit it
then give them the buisness they gonna feel it when we jack
and be quick with it, be crack
hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who
I ain't fuckin' with the Midwest
you could try attackin' me and bombin'
me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
it's worthy compitition everywhere that I go
but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago
Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago
Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo
As long as the car go quick, flow so sick
Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this
I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace
Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty
tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer
all four season's we stay workin'
ride with a g'
come and slide with a g'
with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat
light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me
gotta keep it real to survive in these streets
come see it for your self how live it can be
been walkin' to the chi back down to the d
michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys
standin' on the corner at 10 degrees
we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves
crooked ass cops won't let me breathe
all my love for the city won't let me leave
what they expect from me?
they want the best from me
they gonna get it, yeah
I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride
and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce
it's that bounce
that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce
of the mary mary mary jane
we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way
now everybody run and flip they style today
yup it's kinda strange but
a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest
who made 'em pick up the page before they get left
get a little bit of Twista and hit that
roll it up with some bone thug sit back
just feel the vibe
and ya never let a player hater kill ya high
with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind
once again it's the Midwest side (West-side)
you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby)
we flow fast
so many words in one bar
we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
who the underdogs
the West done done it
the East done done it
the South hard
they keep it togather, (together)
on the same level
Midwest got the weapons
it's ours here them thugsta's, no care
we like to fight, (fight)
on the West we get right, (right)
in the East it's about they favorite night
Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
In the trunk, in the trunk, yeah, yeah
In the trunk, in the trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
Nigga feel the beat in ya chest when ya leanin n swervin
Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
Hand on the wheel no need to be nervous
Ride
With a g everything'll be perfect
Put it down, put it all on the surface
Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
(til the wheels fall off) Nigga
That's the purpose
Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
They know when i'm comin, cause niggas can hear me before they can see me and they can't
Believe it cause i'm bumpin Eazy-E
And they just seen me on TV
Navigate through the streets dog
Keep it real to the beat that ain't no secret
Jump
Outta the jeep car
Run up in the liquor store hit the freezer
Grab a O, Gold, like my 4-0, my flow so cold, i gotta have some
Turn the music back up
To the maximum
Them niggas hatin on us but i laugh at em
I gotta 9 millimeter that i'll get me to the trunk
If i make it to the trunk
I'm a pop
That trunk
Yall already know comin outta the trunk is a AK who? with a 1
2 gauge what?
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
We back with a vengeance cause rap took a strippin without us
Let's be honest, this industry's now over crowded, forgot us
Nigga ya time up
Go back
To practice sign with your life and sign up
If niggas is lookin for hits hit swizz up, nigga he comin to find us
And we ain't hard to find
Been
Right here all the time
That bling got yall all blind
These niggas ain't raw as I
So don't make me kill ya
Don't try to battle me cause ain't none
Of you niggas skilled enough (skilled enough)
I'm sick of these niggas, they killin me, really they wanna be thugs
Everybody wanna roll like us, smoke
Blunts
Cause we pump off in your trunk
Them niggas get hypnotized
Run up as soon as they feel the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know--
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
'fore the liquor store close in a rush turn it up, let it drop, now nigga let's roll, roll
Gotta fill up
With a drink of
Anything thing that bang
Or roll up
Gotta choose what i listen too
Cause it ain't got much that i'm feelin ooh
Everybody talkin violence
Take a life live they been through
I love that gangsta music
Bump nothin but thugsta music
Except when i lay down and slow down, that lovin music
No pretender get in ya
Thugs
Runnin through it
The truest
We still hear they love how we do it, we do it
THUGSTAAA!!
Outta line cross mine
Yes thugstas really RUSH YA!!
Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard
This nigga was ballin y'all, big house driveway full of cars
This nigga would pull up in brand new Caddies, packed-up full of broads
Bossin, flossin, all his ghetto superstar
Until some young niggaz decided they was gon pull his card
And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard
As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes
And let out off they ammunation, but they didn't hit him, they missed him
(oh shit, hot damn!)
So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his shit
And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet, left him with his wig-split
And one of the niggaz, he dropped his GUN and started to RUN
As soon as he took one step, the nigga was DONE, DONE, he was DONE!
He took a shot to the abdomen, and as he blasted the last one
He'll survive it, but they wont be alive to tell that - thug story
Livin in the city is really, no nuts, no glory, no nuts, no glory, glory glory...
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
We come with the ones, we come with the guns, we come with the heat that go bang!
Backin them brains, deep in the hood, it still is an everyday thang, shit!
Just last week, a nigga was comin from work, to feed his kids
Got caught in the crossfire, we couldn't take the shit he did
Always the innocent feelin the losses in the ghetto
And if you're from here, you probably is a rebel!
That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn't bear
Only a few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail
I figured that I would just give you my story!
Forever I'm thuggin, it's the only thang for me!
Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin drunk
Prove I'm not a punk, sellin my llell on the first of the month
Smokin sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin niggaz down
Anything you want, I'll get it, I'ma claim the whole town
I'm a nigga, you'sa nigga, she's a nigga, we some niggaz
Wouldn't you like to be a nigga too? We got some, we got some
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
I gotta story for your ass...
I remember hustlin down on the corner, that's what thugstas do!
Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew!
Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up and snatch shit?
Everything was good at the few licks, but niggaz got greedy, aw shit!
Recruited the law, that's when, thangs went downhill
All she had to do was swipe his keys, dump 'em and put 'em right back there
But I guess he seen her, cause we got that heat
He was waiting right there, there, waitin right there!
Shots went out, everybody runs except baby-girl
I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl
And we cant leave her, not like that, not like that!
But damn, I think she gone! Here come the po-pos and we scrap, scrap!
So we made our getaway, and had to lay low, law low!
But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads!
But damn, carmern comes right back, comes right back
Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn!
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
YEAA
Better back up off me
nigga never no soft your boy'll stop your heartbeat
While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me
in the middle of your speech ima sweep you off your feet, to sleep
Fuckin with these thugs
thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood
Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva
A mothafuckin bullet from my automatic pistol, hit you him too,
and all the rest of them niggas that you got wit ya
I'm collected and quiet
but surpise nigga i get lock
jumpin out of that rugged dump it
fittin to show these niggas a little somethin
Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline
but like my Bone Thug niggas they ball show me the light, the light
Caught in the line of fire boy if you want to
and a nigga gon be on your ass like skunk's funk pew
I grab my dick let my nuts swang from my thang
if you's a anybody killa nigga, let the bullets rain
We be puttin em straight cause if you ain't you don got into some shit
with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click
Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
ima stay fuckin em uo with me gun gun blast
Undercover man, how you want it man
Ima fool on the loose with a gun in hand
I got a sure shot aim for the runnin man
that'll stop you in the tracks when I'm dumpin man, they did somethin man
Niggas talk real loud words fly out they mouth when you ain't around
talkin like a nigga stole they style when a nigga show up these niggas bow down
Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier
these niggas are ruthless I'm takin you niggas believe i got somethin for ya, in the holsta
In the bushes cocked, up on the porch i got a gauge and glock
corner to corner this thing on lock yea it's hot on this block
Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain't Nick Cannon
nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it
Fuck this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin
my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i'm flat out blastin
Countin out caskets on you bastards smashin if I'm ever forced to bring the action
ima ride down i'm pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin
Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy nigga 06
fake niggas and real niggas in the real world just don't mix
I'm a hundred proof, want a taste?
take it to the head or the face wrong place you can do it
Never met a sucka nigga runnin with a thugga, not in the game
nigga runnin with a thuggish ruggish in my range
Better do my damn thing and lift ya mayne
bitch won't leave the same way you came
We soldiers tight put up your stripes we'll rip them off
slash somebody back with a attitude that right
I'm sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight
Handle that, nigga handle that give back to the music fuck that fuck that
reach back throw back everybody in the car gotta lean back
See now the game was soft so we back
hit em in the head with a relapse
Younger than most of you niggas so what? you die you die if i decide
then we ride
If it's on you rock a bye bye
thuggstas straight up warned you will, obey mine
Oh we will ride yes we ride in the nightime
it really don't matter get high up in the daylight
Thuggstas no fools we know the rules
Raisin' hustlas thieves and prostitutes
Young homie think before you shoot
Murderer
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world
And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin' everybody over rated
While everybody actin' agitated
I thought we graduated back in the sattle waitin'
Aboard the battle stations
Hation is a birth defect
And you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains close
Open up the doors
No more
See we're losin' this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessins begin
And let's change the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world
And got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin' with my Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Here we go roll up some more Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas be thuggin' immortalized let's get high
It's the niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin' up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin' the fiends llello
But it was my dream to kick flows
To put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust
Or Could it be for the rush
My niggas love when they bust
Because they buck and you duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas Creepin' On Ah Come Up
Black Nigga Killa
Thuggish Ruggish nigga
Nigga fin to descend into a dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin' life without Satan
Hatin' on all my enemies to hell I send y'all
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world
Everyday the devil at me
And I wish the lord would throw a Hummer at me
I ain't happy
Me and Eazy-E in the B-E-N-Z
With my niggas right next to me it's my legacy
We can't let it stop us uh uh not now
The whole world endin' up in buck buck pow
Corruption destruction disaster
Everybody tryin' to rap faster than the master
Oh lord could you save my soul
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around forty years old
The lord knows we can do this shit
And ain't no stoppin' us know 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me Stew D PD Freaky G
The whole world wanna be a rappin' with me
I'm in the flesh
Let's talk about sex
Babies havin' babies generation-x
With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more
And I know they gotta kill for the shit we ain't ready
First we lost Eazy then we lost Pac
Biggie got killed when the shit gon' stop
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on
With the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
Tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today
I'm tryin' to change the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world
You need a lesson you can learn from rappin'
But they tried to ban it realize it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein' heard and fed
Now I got my guns better arm yourselves
Most don't have a clue
If it goes down what to do
Don't you know this government ain't proof for me and you
I have a dream no I have a wish
If we can't save ourselves then let's aid our kids
Let the world go wrong
Let these babies have somethin'
Let the world go wrong
Just don't blow this motherfucka up
You kill him he'll kill you
Some say it's stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Thugs like me where I come from
Sometimes I sit and think about if I could change the world
Get in the mind of the nigga boys and girls
Show 'em that it is a better way
Satan got you trippin' don't listen to what the devil say
'Cause he can deceive ya
Play with your brain and mislead ya
But it won't be long
'Til the angels come
There's no where to hide but he'll run
Babylon the great has fallen
God is callin'
We all in y'all in
Souljahs go marchin' in bombin' 'em
But this time we ain't talkin'
We are tryin' to hit the target we launchin'
Police brutality got to cease
But I see the NYPD don't want peace
And the LAPD don't weant peace
So we'll never be free
So come on
We only got 'til the end of time (we got to the end of time)
To change the world (we shall overcome) change the world the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
Man I hear y'all got some good ass weed around here
Yeah nigga, what's happening'? I got you, how much you want? How
much you got?
I got about two hundred dog, what's happening'?
I got you weed though
Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the fuck?!?!
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues
Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me
(Let me explain to y'all what I'm talking about, man this
Shit was real fucked up for nigga though, I'm stressing)
I bought a sack of weed, when I got home I seen, (they cheated)
That this tree was just a big bag of seed
These niggas have gotten me for my money
I done spent a couple of hundred, Muthafuckers, naw
I guess I gotta chunk it as loss
But I'm mad cause I'm puffin and I'm puffin
And I, I still ain't cough
(Man this shit is not getting me high man, I am not high)
This shit too soft, I need some weed that gotta kick or punch
The shit that fucks you up
That won't hit it and quit it cause you'll be too lifted
After you've taken a hit from the blunt
Your (??) was working me like a downer
I need to be easy, easy, easy
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues
All I wanna do is smoking, and choking
But ain't nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on
I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green
And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude
Excuse if I'm rude
But that's just the way that the weed, does you do, ooh
Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh
Throw your hands up if you need it, come on
I'm searching and I'm searching and I still ain't come up
Why didn't I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit'em on up
I hit'em up, he said he'll come right through
He got the L.A., L.A., I said I'll be right through
I finally got my blunt, I'm feeling so good
But it's so hard to find a real goody good in my hood
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues
I just got off the plane from Cali, I was smoking so good
Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood
Now I can't find Tweet, and Ken out of town
Now I'm thinking what I'ma do when I gotta get high
And then fuck around when it comes to the herb, I slurge
Anything ain't gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money
And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low
Out of my mind I'm ready to blow
I'm feeling the stress, I'm getting depressed
Weedman don't love me no more,
nd I'm driving through the city, feeling empty inside
Cause I can't get high and this shit ain't how I ride
Stopping and hollaring at my niggas
Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon
Just to see what he was selling
It was the brown weed but still
He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm
Capping twenty in, and stay charmed
My momma never said, momma never said, they'll be days like this
I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues
You ain't going tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fucking city
Where's the weedman?, when you need them
I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!)
My homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today
And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil Bizzy to the side
He insists lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids
My hair must be fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh
Then lil Bizzy pulled up to the side and said
"Hey Big Blood, you got some dro?"
Let me tell me y'all
I...I just wanna tell y'all why, I
I got the bad weed blues
Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble
Going crazy
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Yeah
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here gettin some
haah tot tot tot tot tot
You know what it is
My niggas we bout to go all the way
(All the way)
And we gone make it to the top of the stage
From the cradle to the grave
(All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
All the way)
You willin to test the flesh oh yes
But don't even stress what you heard
Cuz nigga Bone Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
Cuz we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
(All the way)
Bless this seed gotta know where I come from
And you'll sell me ain't going back where I come from
Been blessed with division and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
(All the way)
Now nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
(All the way)
They tellin me I was the one that was shoot up
And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em
Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em
'member the neva surrender
Now ladies and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems
Gentlemen let's get paid to party
Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)
It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley
Nigga this family and yes we are the only thugs with Grammies
Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin
And while they crackin up off me
I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)
In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin'
I ain't really trippin on no fancy cars or nasty broads
Even though a nigga do be dippin'
I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap
(All the way)
This for makin pushes outta the bushes
And makin these hits stay move the streets
Rebels and warriors all ova the globe
Find their souls and rock these beats
Maybe to me that's more than money
Better than anything I could imagine
All of ya souljahs keep on smashin
We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion
(All the way)
Everythings gone be a little nicer
Put your load on got a little lighter
Got rid of these bustin these hoes
But I must admit it gave me somethin' to write ya
And that's all believe dog
Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall
Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring
(All the way)
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs
Shoulda know by now we niggas for life
Pullin triggers for life
Gettin figures for life
Bigger than big and larger than life
Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
We goin all the way
How to bail me now better stoppin the psycho
Then slew they
Straight outta the foster home in Cleveland I escaped the Juve
And a little jury and a strong ass army
Been makin money since niggas was doin they fed time
(All the way)
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with the realest of thugstas
Ten years and they thought we'd be gone
But Oh No, soon as that little nigga Eazy
Let us put our foot in that door
We mashed we did we dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
(All the way)
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil Eazy-E
But its on I keep tellin this niggas there'll neva be anotha Bone
If you goin this way you could go wit Kray
Cuz we (goin......)
(All the way)
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back cuz we neva left this muthafucka
Really.
With the heata, 9mm
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Nigga, get ready for the big payback
Been thuggin' and keepin' the gully since way back
Lot a niggas been talkin', they runnin' they mouths barkin'
Runnin' around false, they claimin' they want a weapon to rob us
My record is flawless, my method is lawless
I'm an automatic weapon, nigga, you just a target
The number one artist from the land of the heartless
Fittin' to get cha, hit cha nigga, they couldn't call it
One nigga left and they talkin' about we ain't happenin'
So we had to give that up and make 'em recognize platinum
Look at everybody rappin' just like I'm rappin'
Niggas, got to admit it the Bone Thug is the masta
They die and there's no competition, no competition
Tear the roof off the mothafucka
I put a boot off in a mothafuckas ass
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas
Who start we ain't trippin' off of none of you niggas
Leatherface, the boy is back with a little bit of action
Bring it, rap it, sing it, bust it
Whateva dog, whateva y'all want to do I'm with it
Wicked
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9 mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
I done had a mil, took a mil, blew a mil
Still in the streets, that's how I live, I live
It don't mean a damn thing
Still got a little change, believe me comin' in
Shit, I pass a nigga, seen a lot of niggas
Call him out, point him out, that's him here
It about to be E with a big cast, eat him up
Send him on his way, kick him in his ass, have a nice day
Went the wrong way, got a lot to say
It can get so murderous, murderous
Touchin' us never that Bone Thug still the crack
Crack and I can't lay back on the comeback
Spit on these niggas, spit on these niggas
Run up any you niggas, any you niggas
Won' be no recognizin' niggas
Just one warning impatient one time only, okay
Don't repeat myself bad for my health
Don't want to do that, rather spray
Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day
Better stay out my way, better stay out my face
That's the last thing you wanna do, Thugs true
See the blues I shoot at you, now you boo
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Y'all know how I feel about fake niggas
Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, ain't no love for them
Put a nigga in his place, momma cryin' at the wake
That's right that's what a nigga does for them
I play above the rim
With no lames in my circle 'cause I love to win
With the real ass niggas with the thug in them
And if you talk too much, I put a slug in them
Oh no, don't play with 'em, Lay gon' get 'em
If Wish don't get 'em then Kray gon' get 'em
Straight up we spit 'em with a nine on my side
And I slide to the rhythm
Let me slow it down in case you didn't catch my drift
Lift a nigga up out his shoes, trigga finga not hesitant, fuck it
Let me speed it up, hit 'em like the ammunition
Comin' from my heata, y'all niggas can't see these thugs
17 shots from the 9mm
On the creep with the night vision
Infrared beams pointed at your dome
Can't wait to see a niggas response
When I rip that vest with the Teflon, Teflon
Go loco with the heata 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter, millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
9mm, millimeter millimeter, pop, pop
Go loco with the heata, 9mm
Krayzie:
im just tryin to protect myself
you know what im sayin
for the wars to come
straight warrior
what cho gonna do when they come for you
yall feel me
times, hard times
lord my hard times
you know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
smokin and drinkin too much
again, it slowly erase my sunshine
(x2)
cant he see that we
are in need to be free(free)
(x4)
and yes we would be blessed
if we could rest in heaven( heavin, heavin, heavin)
and wouldnt you be blessed
if you could rest in heaven(heaven, heaven, heaven)
now I can I facts with God as my witness
that this wickedness will not remain
youve got to make up your mind
you wanna be saved
make up your mind
or do you wanna die
you wanna die
oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
got soldiers wastelands warriors
were on a mission for God
so bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
so much hurt and pain
bloddy murders man
so much hurt and pain
bloody murders man
it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)
if I pray for you
(you) pray for me
(x2)
it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)
I jumped up, got my coat and walked right out of the door
Because she got a little bit crazy
I don't want no deranged lady
That'll have a nigga sleepin' under daisies.
I don't want another insane lover
Cuttin' on my rubber
Houndin' me just to tell her I love her
Gotta give it to them big butt girls
The ones that don't give a fuck
"Just-wanna-bust-nut" girls
When them feelings involved
Now you playin' with fire
Gotta let 'em know from the gate
Man, you ain't tellin' no lies
I just wanna (touch that)
I just wanna (couple times)
I just wanna (no ties)
Can a thugsta hit that there?
No need to blow me up one day, we right back here
Doin' what we do, I see you like that there
Baby girl, let me just keep this fair
You do you and I'll do me
Can we do it, do it like that?
Keep it creepin', creepin'
Yes they say it's better than sneakin', sneakin'
But when it's all over, it's just over
No knives or policemen
Now me and her been rollin' together
Now for quite some time
And she been naggin' a nigga
The whole damn ride
When I first met the girl
Everything was all good
She grew up around my way
So hey, the love was all hood
So I figured it was cool
And we could do this
And, plus she had a booty
that was sicker than lupus
I had to scoop it
Anyway, we started hangin' out
And talkin' on the phone mo'
And before you know
we on her floor doin' the Grown Folk
Everything was cool, y'all
We had it plain and simple
She wasn't my broad, and I wasn't her man
More like "homie-lover-friends"
She said she understand
But I can't tell she comprehend
'Cause she keyin' on my Benz
While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me
sneakin' in my pockets
Lookin' for numbers in my phone
And condoms in my wallet
Then she overdid it
This bitch pointed a pistol at me
Talkin' about "We need to talk"
'Cause she ain't happy
So shit....
Little sweet thang
she love to floss
Clothes to her lip gloss
Makin' hard thugs turn soft
Lookin' like Diana Ross
Slim, sweet and sexy
Something like a little sister
'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her (damn)
To be so skinny, baby girl had a nice round ass
I used to stay two steps behind her while I walked her to class
Back in school, a nigga's mission was to fuck 'em and flee
But I was young, so I let her get close to me
And I was kinda in love
Everyday a nigga wit' her
After school a nigga wit' her
At the mall takin' pictures
All the while I got my niggaz sayin' I'm breakin up the group
I'm out here missin' my rehearsals
'Cause I'm tryin' to knock boots
She ain't even let me hit it
Got me talkin' about commitment
Got me climbin' through the window
Won't even let me get it
Last thing that she said
Snapped me back to reality
We in the 12th grade
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
Yeah, we got that FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
I'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot...
The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
Me squeeze one shot, and leave ya not, not, not...
Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga we can get it poppin like a firecracker!
But I'm wild, I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya
Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead!
Never comin back here, sendin out last year
Took a look at the competition, there was none there
So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets
To let everybody know, we keep heat!
Nigga got that fire, fire baby! Got that fire fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby, baby, baby...
Try to test me and I bet you get burned!
And at the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga
Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa
Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up in 'em!
They betta be able to handle the heat
cause we gon take it to a million degrees!
Somebody betta go and call the fire department
Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on FIRE!
lil L-Burna finna burn it up, we got 'em runnin to the radio to turn it up!
Like "is it really them thugs?" Yeah nigga this us!
And when we come with the heat, we gon burn ya up!
Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal
I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical
Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
Bullshit, tricked ya - bang! You invisible!
Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin to ghosts
Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five
I'm posted with that fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby!
That fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby...
I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz that the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin!
Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin!
Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep what we say!
Fuck around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave!
Ahhhhh!
Let me tell ya somthin, nigga, if the fire's started
I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up!
Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
better know what you're gon do and who's who
Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
when you're listening, yes that-that fire, fire
You don't like me, so what? Act up, fire gon make ya hate me...
Fuck sick shit up, move up, burn shit down, spark it up!
Then ya lay down.. cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby...
And I'm old school, still don't believe me
then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
Gotta do what its gon do, and that's burn, baby, burn!
No questions, that's juks, snitches talk, thugs get to walkin
Them other niggaz gon get served in the chalk
Let's Do It Again
Let's Do It Again
Sweet Breeze In The Summer Time
Were Makin Everything Alright
Always Keep Ya Hypnotized
We Keep Ya Feelin Oh So High
...like Its 1999
All Over Again With All Of My Hustlas, Soldiers By My Side
Been A Long, Long Ride, Im Still Amazed How The Time Fly By
A Lot Of My Niggas Didn't Make It To See This
But Im Not Gonna Cry
We Slammin Doors On The Caddy Coupe
After Bar Groupin
When Them Niggas Was Out There Shootin
Drinkin 40s On The Roof
Went From Zeros To Six Figures
To Seven Figures And Better
Niggas Determined To Get On The Level
Down For Whatever, Chasin That Chedda
Ride Anywhere Neccesary, The Celebration Is Neccesary
It's A Hard Load To Carry
But That There Was Temporary
I Let It Relax Sometime
Just Chill Out With My Money
Then When Layzie Bone Is At It Again, Another Summer
Lets Have A Ball Nigga And Keep This One Blazin
Hey They Thought It Was Over
The Bone Thugs N Harmony Was Finished
But They, They Must Of Forgot, They Forgot How Much I Rapper Like I
Sat Back Recline, And Trained My Mastermind
Came Up With A Faster Rhyme
In Time This Dogg Has Got U Hypnotized
So I Gotta Ask Them How In The Hell We Gon Fall Off
When We Got Half Of This Industry Swangin From My Balls
Me And Dawgs
Untouchable Niggas, Could Never See Us, Never Be Us
Wont Even Get Close Enough To Try To Defeat Us
Niggas That Have They Come Learn With The Milla-Meta, Meta
Loudest Niggas You Ever Gonna See Ah
Talk And Get Served And You'll That We Be It, Runnin The Game
Still Doin Our Everyday Thangs, Bang
So I Really Hope U Got You Game Up
Cause We Comin Hard So Don't Get Envolved
If Ya'll Aint Ready To Bring Ya Gangsta
You Feelin We Slippin Huh
You Think That We Missin The 1st Of The Month
10 Years We Done Been Here
We Spending Them Thangs And Bringin Them Guns Yup
We Better Get It, We Don't Have That Ammunition
But I Bet We Takin It There
Got Us A Mac If U Wanna Ride I Aint Braggin But I Keeps It Real
You Know Them Thug Niggas Is Gonna Bring Something
That Everybody Gonna Feel
You Ridin And Rollin And Smokin And Bumpin
Yeah That's How I Live
And I Been Here So I Live Here
Wont Put Me Out My Crib
My Address Is The Game And My Second It Is The Hood
We Comin Back Like Cool Water And Soda
A Couple Of Shakes And We Hittin The Hood With That Heart
Do It Again We Gotta
Part Of The Thugsta Law Back To Nothing
Nothing Bumpin Goin To Jump
I Did It Then And That Is Where Im From
Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do
is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me
Now you can call me when you're chilling all alone
Or being naughty cause your nigga not at home
All you gotta do is holla to the phone
& I'ma be through there with some good tree to blow
Plus you're telling me your dude ain't been servin' ya swell
so I'ma hit it real good & provoke ya to tell
If he's a player then he knows the rules very well
Nigga, you're broad chose me, she rollin' wit' me
I said Kid pick me up a sack I'm on my way
With a little sticky icky and that potent Bombay
You can jerk me, call me, hit me on the cellular
I'm slidin' though so quick I'm so into her
Baby girl you keep it jumpin'
And I love the way you do that little thing with your tongue (Yeah!)
Forever realer than the rest of them niggaz better believe baby girl I'm the one
But hold on let me answer the other line somebody calling me
DJ Ice's hittin' me
Baby you know how the ballin' be
See he got Stevie on the phone 'bout a show for 20
Communication rule the nation baby I got plenty
If you don't mind I'ma head outta town
When I honk the horn twice I need some head to go down
Take that frown off your face girl I'll be back soon
Don't have that line disconnected I'ma need that soon
See I was in my black 'lac
Laid back like a fat mack
She pulled up in a black ac
On top of that she brought a fat sack (I'm in love)
Said my boyfriend's been cheatin' & he left me all alone
I saw your number in my phone
& I was just thinkin', hopin' me and you can zoone, go and zoone
I said yeah I just say you can call me
I'm just playin' girl I'm really glad ya called me
We can cruise, sip some brew or go straight to the telly
Pop some lead & let's get ready, swear you'll never forget it
It's all about you & me
Movin', creepin' just for one night
All it takes is one night
To have ya really down to ride
And I ain't even tryna turn ya on girl
but it's a wonderful thing to bone the world
I'ma beat it, beat it, beat it up for ya
Beat it 'till ya go to sleep
Girl ya better call me
Tell me when you playin' wit'
Call me when ya fingers wet
Girl, girl ya better call me
I'ma do you how you like it
& I'ma hold mine 'till ya get it
So put my number in that phone
And don't ya forget it
Don't ya not dail it
Don't know what ya missin'
Not braggin' but I bet I can take ya there
I know ya love it come here & I'ma make ya forget
Just for a couple of hours, shower, you can go right back to ya life, just holla
When ya need me I know I got ya number girl
Scoop through grab you & I'm ready out on the ones
I'm (?) coming tonight
I got what I want & she hold it, so glad she caught it
Real thugstas gon' do what I said, grab bread
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
I’m tryin'to resist all this temptation that I’ve been facing lately
Constantly praying that I can make it and keep on shakin' Satan
It’s drivin' me crazy 'cause he makin' the plate look oh so tasty
Then again, I’m knowin' that it’s only Yahweh that can save me
Livin'in this world today It's really gettin harder to stay awakened
But I'm not tryin' to get caught too drowsy 'cause I know we're waitin
Just contemplatin' on my situation, hopin' that my desperation eventually breaks my concentration
But I'm waitin' cause I'm aware that it's a snake in the grass
Can't wait for God to free us" we can scream it at last
Now oh my God, God, God! God of my God, God, God (Now, oh my God, God, God...) Steady all day
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
As long as the Lord got my back, I won't be afraid of the evils around me when they surround me
I drop to my knees and I pray to the Lord proudly
Probably, these trials and tribulations in front of my face is a test so I be standin' firm in my faith
Stand not in my way, stand not in my way 'cause I'm a soldier ready for Armageddon, prepared for my day
Make no mistake-stake-stake stake; These bells above, they never break-break-break
You hear the alarm; We're headed for ruin
This world is so wicked; Controlled by the superpowers, the Federal Government
They' wagin' these wars for this oil, actin' like they love it
We rise above it 'cause they can't deny the truth
And the truth is to the youth; Better strap on your boots
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way, Beelzebub;
Get behind us, behold the Yahweh,
Stand not in our way, stand not in our way,
Beelzebub; get behind us behold the yahweh
Everyday's a replay; We always facin' evil people
Some have them wicked ways, some donate they lives just to make us not equal
And oh, my Lord I want to make it welcome in your home, but I must demand forgiveness 'cause I done did so wrong
I gotta make a stand in my way, whatever I gotta do, I'll do it; Lord, just show me the way
So I pray, yes for me, and all my peeps in here that don't believe
It's hard to seein' what we see, but you got to
Just let it begin and you will feel that faith inside you
Never alone, always right beside you
(Ever lovin me...)
(Don't stop ever lovin me...)
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)
Please, I'm just a man, survivin, doin what I can do when I can
I try to move in silence, like to keep it cool as a fan
I try to stay humble, chillin, real, down-to-earth's how I am
But then this business get to pullin me under (pullin me under)
Its makin me so crazy, should I leave it I wonder? (I wonder)
I probably should before it kills me, I know, but
My passions won't unleash and release me, I'm so stuck (I'm so stuck)
Forgive me lord, but now I'm tryna to get right for the cause
Don't wanna be standin on that other side of the wall, no, not at all
So please forgive us, because we know we in the last days
We's a witness, witness... so don't stop, don't stop (ever lovin me...)
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)
I know I ain't livin right, and gettin it right is part of my plan
But I been in the streets so long, I think a thug is all that I am
And I'm gonna get it together, cause anybody knows that I can
I can, yes I can, can... yes I can, I wanna grab my life before it's all gone...
When I look at it, ain't did too much, so much of it blown, gone...
Gotta do what's right with what I got now
But it ain't more than what's comin in right now
And now I'm left with choices (choices...)
You can do right (right), or you can do wrong (wrong)
Won't get so nice right now, but we can hold on
But until that day comes, just keep (ever lovin me)
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever love...)
Now I've been high, so kind of obnoxious, miss you walkin around in my boxers
Miss you kickin it like soccer, other couples tryin to mock us, hold on...
Holdin hands was never in my plans, and then you came along
And made me your man, I must stand on my own two...
Can't understand what we goin through - this for me? Naw, this for you...
But you was the one I shoulda really kept it realler with
But I fucked up and this is real as a killer get
And when we split, I was like a lost puppy
Had to man up, and stand up, so the next one could love me...
But until then, you know I'm gon ride, with the glock cocked, keep it copped
I hope it don't stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (ever lovin me)
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
It's just the thug in me...
Don't stop, don't stop the love
(What about us?) What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?) What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?) What about this arresting from the police?
(What about us?) What about my young thugs cry?
Its for my, incarcerated niggaz
That stuck in the pin they coming home
Gotta stay strong cause you aint alone
Remember you always got love from home
They steal this pain and may not know it
I'm a boy and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
You got'sa, love your mom and daddy
And make them wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap
But what about that little nigga running the streets
Making a living through his beats
What about these whack ass politicians
They don't care if we live or die
What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI
They say America, it's the land of the free and home of the brave
Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight
And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe
Dog aint ever gonna break our pride
Aint nothing you can do to keep us weak
And all of my soldiers come together
Get on your feet and get ready to bust
What about this war against terrorism (fuck that)
And what about this war against us
What about them thugs that's dead and gone
What about them thugs that aint even grown
What about them thugs that out here lost
And aint ever gonna find their way home
Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up
Its violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us
If its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying
This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less
Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto
to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know
They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me
And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that money
And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some
how they get it they don't care
Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth
But they listening in my business trying to fuck up my move
Dead niggaz I've been to war
Been tall with shit I seen it all
Like soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when rappers getting bored, really
Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady
And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the best
Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest
Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time
Before I die my momma she carry me no comma
Niggaz bitches and drama
I recollect walking and stoppin'
Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent
And baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it taking me in
Whether we saving fuck the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the shit that I did
Like spittin' on them foxies skied up
In the palm of my dick
This is the life that I love
This is the life that I live
And it's a life full of lust nigga
My partner called me after court
They said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They making some cheese just to feed their folks
And they like somebody won't go home
Its sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers
Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't strees
Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good
See most of the niggaz still on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free
Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em know about us
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back in this motherfucker
(That's right That's right) The original T-H-U-G's
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we have yet to be replaced
Krayzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh
And check my style
Inside your vein like a drug
And I got niggas passed out on the floor
They done overdosed on the thugs
I done sold over 30 million records
You niggas better check it before you get up and disrespect it
And catch this Ak-4-7 nigga
I never knew a nigga that can smoke a pound like me
Or get down like me
And they don't make them like me
Thugs-N-Harmony nigga the name will never die
No matter how mad these niggas is actin'
We gon go platinum
So back that shit up before we blast this bitch up
Can you get the picture ol' fag ass nigga
If this is what you want
Then come and get it fresh off the grill well done
Hot and ready
We don't give a fuck who you roll with nigga you bitches
Get hit in for fuckin' with this I’m mean and I’m heated heavenly better be smoking this
This me!
I'll be the thuggish ruggish nigga on the block
With two glocks it don't stop
I bust one time and muthafuckas call the cops on me
Thug you don't know me
So don't think y'all finna hold me
Cause homie niggas don't know me
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we're yet to be replaced
Layzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh
Now Uh-oh uh-oh
Oh no he didn't and bitch I did it yes I admit
It you full of that bullshit you need to quit it
Nigga hit it
Go and play those drums
Steady on money
And going to get me some
You fuckin' with a nigga that's number one
Doin it just for fun and need to look and run
On some dumb shit not the assassin
Imma keep snatchin'
Stackin my chedda chedda
Nobody can do it better
Whatevea whatevea, ya then I'm going to turn killa
Better be knowin how the game go
In touch with the real nigga
Nigga I'm the drama
Bring it nothin' but tough shit
You could put this on yo mama
Nigga I'm gonna make you love this
Me and DJ Heist shootin' dice in the back of the ally
Finna jump back in the Caddy
Man we won them beat the badly
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bizzy Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh
Lock up the shit
As quick as a nigga can lock up his bitch
With a cock in is pit
Bleedin' right after we cocked him up in his crib
Rottin' in rich with a semi-automatic shotgun
Get the poppin' away up in a flick
Got the crowd all nervous and shit
My nigga Love this cuz this is gangsta shit
Step aside Columbus gangsta, bitch
Cop killa gotta lovely incogneto
It’s as tasty as the mama bet she cookin' in casino
Man incafino niggas is only out fo they self
and expect the kids to help and now the censureship is back on the shelf
Filthy niggas get broken down
Like grape juice and wealth
I hate you if you hate me I been talking to somebody else
And we thinkin' about god in this reputation
Pussy Niggas who hatin'
How to fuck up my relationships
I'm ready to get some pressure off
South built mobile, my noble niggas stotin'
Zippy, Kroger sack, mackin' in dikie suits to match them bands
Zippin' around, whippin' around
Can't nobody catch me
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Wish Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh
We came up Eazy died you think we was gon give up
We still some raw
Don't you deny you know we brought this game up
From the DJ's to the VJ's
From the niggas from the ese's
You know we brung this game up
Everybody knows Thugs-N-Harmony
From the beginnin' these niggas was trippin'
And wonder why I be flippin'
Who gives a fuck why I moved out of the hood dippin'
Cause these niggas don't know how to act
Catch you slippin' and I'll react
Nigga fuck what you heard
Fuck with Bone
That's a fact
Step on anybody and be ready for this movement
I've been a thug gon stay a thug
I don't talk about it I do it
Now let me explain when we came in this game
We was young thugs oh-ah all this money nigga what
Now how you blamin' a nigga with straight up cash
Young black heated with a attitude like kiss my ass
We aplogise to all our fans with hands in the stands
But fuck these niggas writin' in these magazine nigga man DAMN!
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bone Thugs they say uh uh oh uh uh oh
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish and we can't forget about Flesh y'all
That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthafucka
Nigga, duce double 0 duce
Lay, B, Wish Flesh
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)
I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn streets (swattin nigga)
And gave these niggas some of that original (original cleveland heat) heat
Thuggish ruggish bone see
Gun stack off
See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose
Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too
Ya damn right I shoot
If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do
And If I roll wit you
Ima be that little nigga off the hook man
Talk about look man
If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets
And I hit these streets
I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef
But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz
I'm just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz
Platinum eva since E put us down
You know the talk of the town them long bud
Now you fuckin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs
Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs
But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was
So lemme close the door
Don't be comin to this muthafucka knockin
Lookin for some action
I'ma tell you right now what's happenin
Nigga it's our time and hell yeah we blastin
If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck
If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen but I'ma let you hear it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck
Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas
I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile
Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga
With penetration equivalent to muthafuckin pistols
I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick
I'm rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this
You see I shoot fo the temple
I'ma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome
Back up in this muthafucka wait a minute nigga we neva left
Ain't even got started yet (yeah)
We kickin in the muthafuckin door
Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready
I got a nation of niggas ready to fuck up the enemy
If i give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors
All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest
Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland
Nigga we came up but we still creepin
And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong
Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone
When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on
It's the original bang bang and I don't give a fuck about none of these muthafuckas
Still get down foe my damn thang
Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us blastinate
People lookin at me like he's too nasty to date
Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a muthafucka passin away
Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah
In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this American dream
I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em
I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition
(Ewwww)
It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits
Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad
(What the fuck you think you doing..........)
I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with
He ain't a killa he just somebody to vibe with
Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with
So silly!!
Pumped up Big Willy I don't really think he really
I don't really think he really, I don't think he know!
Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul
I been on so!!!!!
Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthafuckas that be ready to roll
You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to come home
Sneak in the door and we go go
I ain't gotta hear what you tryna prove
Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move
And I can't why I'm thug mighty
Gang of thugs that thug just like me
I don't give a fuck if its north or south
If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth
That's just how it is put it on my kids
Bodies zipped up fuck that fuckin wit Wish
We out to ge these millions
While these niggas steady chillin
If it ain't about the money don't comment
Cuz I don't undastand it like you from anotha planet
Cuz its all about money god dammit
So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta
I'ma get mine in the streets duck strappin
Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta
Really don't matter
What's crackelackin dog
That's gonna be so tight, (cuz the Bone Thugs)
I know
(Ya say Bone Thugs) (u hear me?)
I hear you I hear too (Just lovin it..love..... straight up Bone Thug Muzik)
Yeah me too dog me too
Wassup?
Nothin just bangin'.
What's up wit you?
That's cool
I just got a call from my momma, you know wha I'm sayin?
Said she got call from my lawyer
And guess what?
Lawyer just told me, he told me what it is
That bastards not my babyyyyy.
I see you tryin to play me, (babyyyyy
I see you tryin to play me. (babyyyyy
You know, why me?
I guess you blamed it on the wrong nigga, it ain't mine
I took the test and the results read it, you was lyin. (bitch you was lyin, lyin)
But you was cryin in my motherfuckin face
And all the while tellin niggas how you fin to get paid off Kray'
Thought you had a bone
Bitch got shit all wrong, a y'all know
I was suspicious from the front door, (front door)
Wasn't surprised when the ho took me to court and say she want do
Now the bitch has got the people in my business, (all in my business)
They come to find out, ain't even one of my children
You illin, playin with these kids man
You're dead wrong, got this baby callin me daddy
But daddy's a unsolved mystery
Cause appearently mommy ain't carin what she sleeps now
What ya gone do?
Tell her the truth or say I left you, like ho's do
I shoulda knew your ass was drama
Round here tellin everybody yous my baby mama
Sayin I'm a buy you this and that like I'm your fuckin sponser
Look your honour, I ain't payin a dime
Because that young'n right there mine
I ain't lyin, I ain't no deadbeat daddy, with intent to be neglectin
All I wanted was some sex, but now she tryin to get a check
But baby hold on won't you wait a minute
The DNA a read negative, fuckin these chickens ain't no way to live
They tryin to get up in your pockets and break you down
For 18 years, so who rapin who now
Ninety-nine point nine percent not
I mean I ain't that baby father, I ain't gotta be bothered
With all that bullshit you stressin me with, testin my wits
I'm just about to slap in the clip, and do me a bitch
I'm through with this shit, I keep it real with my lady
Now you chickens that play me, don't knock that nigga little Layzie
Catch
Mo-mmy, hey mommy where's my da-ddy, where's my da-ddy?
I chip in, cause I'm chillin enough
Makin mill-i-ons, she wants some do, bitch NO!
Go get a J-O-B
Willin to help and I, help yourself for sho
I better play daddy
Comin out a woman in wich she never had me
Sadly, always in transition leavin gladly
Shit, I tried to be the papi
Nothin 'gainst the baby, momma can't make me happy
Fuck yeah I'm crazy, my father never knew about me
I was young, while another man mad at me
I got no real fam, maybe it's swellin straight
God I love you Lay', noone get in the way
Why can't we pressure these broads, the way they pressure on us
That paper came and it read that nigga wasn't my son
Why can't we counter sue these bitches on the way they do us
Test one, test two, said I wasn't the one
So you can cancel that mo-ney!
Ri-din!, and flossin my mo-ney!
Oooh, I know you had a plan, lo-vely!
I hope the real baby daddy live his life, y-eah!
And you can tell your little girlfriend to stay out my face
I see you ain't told her the results of what you got in your case
You get's nada, what you ain't heard
I ain't the real baby's father, not a dollar
I guess the best is the best, somebody woulda got hurt
Cause I ain't payin for nothin, I got for free with no work
You so scandalous
Heard about my Benz, look they came and tried to relate us
Damn!
Thangs can get rough, when you live in the ghetto
You gotta survive, no matter the pain
Nigga be hurting, life'll be hurting
But nigga for certain, this is the game
Man don't let them win, never let the system think they got you
If you relentless they can't stop you let em hang, they gone watch you
Yeah we the enemies of the world, won't let no territories homie
You got to get up, get out and get something, that's what they told me
Back in the days didn't have a pot to piss, went to throw it at em
Now I'm balling doing my damn thang, laughing at them dollas
Holla holla, if you hear me shorty, I'ma live everyday
Like it's my last, only the winner gone get the glory
What you thought I play for keeps
Put it down wicked in these streets
Heavily armored with the heat
Just in case a nigga want some beef
Being broke I know the feeling, that's why I'm paper chasing this cash
Better be smart and keep a stash, never know how long it's gone last
You do the math, hustling niggas multiply like mountains
Bone Thugs, Little Layzie 30 million and counting, come on
Money money, the mighty dolla dolla
Got to get my grind on, grind on, grind on
I don't wanna be broke no more
You ain't worthy, none of you niggas could stop me
And none of you niggas could hurt me
If worse come to worse, I'ma get down and dirty
Though the Ouija can't curse me, NWA
Eazy E, that's the nigga that birthed me, hey
Thug style motherfucker, live forget ends
I'd never testify, Satan can't divide my piers
No weakness inside my fears
Drop tears, for niggas that died
I'm gonna safe divide, mind gone
And I think I'm running out of time
The god damn baby's daddy
And I'm gonna damned to hell, if I don't abide
and that's why I yell, B-E-N-Z we ride
Straight to the corner, down to the side
In the B-E-N-Z we
Roll around the corner with the F-O-R-T
S-C-V, and a nigga can't fuck with me
Not even the devil with B-O-N-E
T-H-U-G spell it motherfucker
Scandalous, straight up out of the hood type nigga
Stick up's, robberies, do we did gives a fuck nigga
See all ways to money so we mashing, we dashing
Get paid around parting give me twist a thug and I get up, in that ass
I'm here to get that money keep it coming, show me love
We made this, gotta get mine wanna slip, it's about mine
It's harder to get, I'm serious not playing that's the pay wits
The streets have come back, real fast on that ass feel me
Cause I don't wanna be broke no more
Standing in front of the liquor store with rocks no more
Cause my man, never had nothing to done that
It's like reversing time on my mind I can't go back, fuck that
I came up a nigga that never had nothing but hard times
I was always grinding, and talking up out of the hood
Into the bullshit, but I'm surviving
I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General
A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash
What it was four niggas, and we punk niggas
But you no niggas got us scared, a couple more green
To get up for everything reach the scene, clean
And we was the niggas that stood on the block
With a couple of rocks and a glock with the cops
Can't nobody have the nuts to say our name
They call me the Dummy Man
I'm sell him a fat twenty piece and then I reach for the bomb
The things they get awfully man
Wanna see what I put them shit come
Took em for they last dollar, holla
Man I ain't giving a fuck it's do or die
So get on the ground, lay it down
Give me some money my nigga POW
I ain't waiting I need it NOW
Ain't too much changed
I'm still on the grind in deuce double O deuce
I'm just a little more serious
Bout my reefer and my dough
Show me the money
Let me hear you say make money, money
Make money money, make it...
Let me hear you say take money, money
Take money money, take it... -
Take it
Dolla bill y'all, that dolla bill y'all
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
The name is Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double-crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me and my sawed-off shotgun,
I dun now call him 'Leatherface'.
I'm headed for the west heard they got a couple banks in town
That ain't been held up yet, well uh, I oughta make it by sundown,
I figure that's enough time for me to get the whole rundown,
So I continue my mission, it's gettin' dark
So now I'm watching for them damn injuns,
They like to catch up then they rob -n- split.
I'll be a rootin' tootin' shootin' damn fool, protectin' my chips.
All of a sudden, I heard somebody rumble in the bushes, stopped my horse,
"Whoa nelly! Who in the bushes, you better speak up,
Or I'mma let my shotgun's song sing out."
Who's this? Hope this ain't the law, draw out the bushes with my sawed-off shotgun.
"Come on out right now I'm gettin' angry."
Took a step back 'cause it could get dangerous.
"Please don't shoot it's just me Thug Queen Horse Stealer."
"Then why the hell is you hidin' in them bushes"
"I'm wanted in 4 countries, for armed robbery, killed 2 sheriffs, 6 of his best men with my head,
Stole 2 horses, thought you was the law that's why
I jumped in the bushes."
"Goodness."
Now she was hotter than a barrel of fire but I could use her for the job so I told her to ride.
"Come on."
"May I ask you what you headed to the west for?"
"I got a partner got a plan for some dough and if you're down you can pick up yourself a pretty penny.
Be in town in a minute now be sure if you're with it."
"We be up before the sun rise got a stall(ion) here for your partner to ride hit the saloon before the moon shine down for whatever let's ride let's ride."
"These directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona.
When we arrive we'll cop a place we can bunk,
And meet my boy in the morning for details -n- hookup."
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
(Ghetto Cowboy)
"Rise -n- shine, good morning, howdy.
Nine o' clock we meet my boy in the saloon in the valley.
Now I dun came a long way and I don't wanna be late.
"Tell him I'll make it to him, you know we ain't."
Move out! Giddy up giddy up giddy up
You better count your money
"I'm peepin' Krayzie's 'Wanted' poster in the saloon,
So I assume it'll be trouble round here pretty soon.
Glanced across the room I seen this youngster gettin' ready to fight
But if he mess up tonight I think that Krayzie just might take his life.
So I approached him and I paused.
"Look man, I really don't wanna brawl, but won't you chill before them laws,
Come messin' up this master plan,
Since he already rowdy I'm just asked the man (dang).
You want some work well partner put in your bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me Layzie the Kid."
"The name's Powder Pete, can I get a 12 gauge!
Outlaw every day, on the front page.
Mister Kid, if you give me the low-down me and Blackjack,
Be ready for the showdown, with 2 double-barrels pointed at whatever,
We'll stick together, I'm pretty clever."
"So saddle up, jump on the bandwagon because it's all goin' down."
I heard the guy runnin' the bar screamin' 'Krayzie's in town.'
"Now when we get to this saloon, you don't worry, wait outside.
Don't be stealin' nobody's damn horses."
Stepped inside the bar.
"Layzie Kid you son of a gun!"
"Hey man I'm glad you made it safely, now let's go have some fun.
And this my partner Powder, he's a young gun.
"Howdy."
"Mighty glad to meet ya son.
Oh yeah, you know I also brought a friend along, meet Thug Queen,
The horse peddler, straggler, just met her."
"Howdy partner, already got the horses saddled up."
"I hope you're good at robbin' banks like you rustle that cattle up."
"Now y'all, it's gonna be gettin' dark real soon."
"I think you're right I say we move, come on let's."
Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up
You better count your money
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Babi Boi, my Angel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads (Crossroads)
Babi Boi . . .
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin' your struggles
All it is, is about this hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle
Why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors ?
These are the days of our lives (lives)
Do or die, (that died to Boo - he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every attempt to quiet me
I got a nation that's down to ride with me
Here's the deal, can I get a witness?
It's deeper than survival
Who am I? My brother's keeper?
Yeah, I be clutchin' on my Bible, willing to die
The wicked is near me
Dearly departed, but nobody hears me
Is we all gon' fall in misery?
It's so serious, it bring tears to me
Ears to the street, like a drum to the beat, creepin' up my block
I'm already knowin' a nigga wanna do me
So I stay strapped (Don't pose for the cop)
Crooked cops, they gonna harass me
Ask me the same ol' bullshit questions
Knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days
Keepin' a pistol in my possession
But a thuggish ruggish soldier like myself gon' move on
And prevail, avoid jail, collect my mill with my Bones, splittin' domes
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
Come on, don't make me hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, make a move and I'll have to hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
All about that bloody murder
Baby Boi . . .
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Still to this day, it's a struggle
Addicted to trouble, we never goin' change
Mom made us thugs, see
Soldiers, I think we must be to O.G. ? loves thee
Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up
Seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up--they dwelled on the worse
And ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal
If I struggle, thank God
I'm a count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin'
Just called it a lesson
'Cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell
See a nigga walkin' the streets
And they label us foolish children
'Cause I always knew this
While the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless
Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven
Look at my stomach and see the "7,"
Even scales is how I'm bailin'
Rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tells,
critic can kiss my ass
I might go to thinkin' about my past
Get mad, I reach in my stash and blast
Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit
And soon as we hit, now what do we get?
These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick
But you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or leave it
You can't believe it
It ain't that season
Get to steppin', hater
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud
Mo Thug and I'm proud.
Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!
Baby Boi . . .
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Better watch for the nightfall when them come
Better watch out for the night stormers
No light's in sight when them run, but then once we warn ya
Caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa
Wasteland soldier, see what we facin'
Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason
Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly
Fin to be World War 3 if ya fuck with my family, try to test the men
And we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet
See, I'll be damned if we surrender, agenda's still no pretender
Put it all down, make 'em all remember:
deep in Hell is where I'll send ya
Welcome to the Land of more indo
We smoke
We choke
You know we blaze
Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up?
Parlay, come around my way
Lay keep it real
Keep it real
Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money
Man, that money, man
Mo' money be on mind, bottom line
Baby Boi . . .
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,
and ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could you tell me what you see?
Comin' through the door with my militia, why do they bring big niggas?
Fuck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards
My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas
Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain
Givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'
My gang, you know me. Homies got mo' love
And I'm blessed, when I'm outta my sentence
Pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders
Jesus sent me his roll or loco, sober, load a revolver, hold up
Now, buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck
Ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes out
The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up
Hold up, and wait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga
What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original?
What's worse, tellin' people you made the style we put down three fuckin'
years ago
And that's just like a nigga wanna take all the credit
I bet it didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, kid
Don't crash, collide, lock up with the enemy
And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that
but a y'all fin to get stomped, let 'em loose
And they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh
Uh-huh, hey, we murder muthafuckas in a deadly way -
fully automatic when we let 'em lay
"Aw shit! Get down, Leatherface."
Fuck 'em all, if I can't get my respect
Come on, now, put them to rest
What a bloody, bloody mess, but nevertheless, we won't stress
I figured this platinum got you actin' like you got to be me
It's all in your mind, but in time, you'll find we as real as we speak
All I see is this soldier, pistol in holster, givin' you the most
I toast to them thugs
Nigga, nothin' but the love of bud that we brought to the table
And a nigga wanna test, catch slugs, put 'em in the mud
Harmony smooth with the thug shit, mo murda to the fools that clone
Five niggas loc'd out with the roughness, nigga
And it's war when you craft these Bones we can get it on
And I'm referrin' to all of y'all bitches
Y'all know who y'all are when y'all tried that
Rollin' with the E since ninety-three, shuttin'
shit down in the industry, nigga, can you bite that?
I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros, and make friend of foes
But we chosen - God done blessed us with His potion
pure devotion, freely spoken, baby
Niggas can't see us never, stay together, my click too clever
Ridin' through the days of the stormy weather
Remember: eternal, it means for everlastin'
#1 Assassin blastin', bashin' on all you niggas's what I'm doin'
All of the heavens gonna be rulin' trues, when He come
We won't be losin', provin' 'em wrong
I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go
True to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river
We the killas, and that's for sure
Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is all mine
And when I see you, bitch, I'm goin' in your pockets double-time
And it's like that, you don't want that
Come and get some pap, pap. Wanna sound like?
Wanna be like? Nigga, we can't have that
Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone shit? Platinum raps
Nigga bet that bitin' shit ain't doin' nothin', tryin' to make somethin'
outta nothin'
Fuck it, let's peel caps, buck 'em all down
Put 'em in check, fuck 'em up with the 44 mag, I'm glad
'cause when you're fuckin' with Bone, we sendin' 'em home in a bodybag
Now, look into my eyes, bet you see a realer killa thug puttin' it down with
im just tryin to protect myself
you know what im sayin
for the wars to come
straight warrior
what cho gonna do when they come for you
yall feel me
times, hard times
lord my hard times
you know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
smokin and drinkin too much
again, it slowly erase my sunshine
cant he see that we
are in need to be free (free)
and yes we would be blessed
if we could rest in heaven (heavin, heavin, heavin)
and wouldnt you be blessed
if you could rest in heaven (heaven, heaven, heaven)
now I can I facts with God as my witness
that this wickedness will not remain
youve got to make up your mind
you wanna be saved?
make up your mind
or do you wanna die?
you wanna die
oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
got soldiers wastelands warriors
were on a mission for God
so bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
so much hurt and pain
bloddy murders man
so much hurt and pain
bloody murders man
it makes me erase my sunshine
if I pray for you
(you) pray for me
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on
This is my family
This is my family, my family
Mo Thug music (Sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along)
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, (sing along, sing along)
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
(sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
My family, oh, it means so much to me
Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure
My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
I love my family
And this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me
Heaven's where we gonna be
Together...
...Together we stand
Together we fall, ya'll
I never turn my back on y'all
I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll
Come look at this world that's ever so cruel
But the good Lord blessed us
Gave me true family I can depend on
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on
Now I can get off when the wind blow
But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ
For givin' for givin' up Your life for us
Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice
Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her
Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line
Hear the thunder grind off in my mind
We done partied overtime
Destruction, terror, oh what an era!
Let's get it together 'fore it's over
Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family
They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!)
When I was down (I was down!)
My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around
And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose)
My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna lose!)
We are the thugs
Yeah, we be those children (Gotta be that child)
We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin'
(Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah)
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you
It's Jhaz, megablast, top-class, black Jag, cream rag
Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed
...Females comin' for you, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep
'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis
Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status
Yeah, yeah! My family, (It's my family, Mo Thug)
yeah my family, Mo Thug
Tell me who the coldest (the coldest) playa you know?
I know for sure, sure
Rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo (rollin'), you'll fall, gotta go
'Cause we survivin' these remainin' years
When the smoke clears, no fear
(No, no fear) No tears, no tears
When there's a problem I can't solve (I can't solve)
My family gets involved
We've been here through thick and thin
On my thugs I can depend
Been down from the getty-go, since any of yo'
Can you feel me though?
Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west
Wanna test?
Better come prepared with your Smith-n-Wess'
Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game!
Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!)
We want to thank you (we want to thank you!)
For the time you took (time that you took, heeeeey!)
To listen to our funky groove
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers)
We want to thank you (yeah)
For the time you took to listen to our funky groove (soldiers now)
I guess if it was not for them blessings
Weak evil thought would control my whole existence
We preach and speak true belief from within
This family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah
Can't duck, can't run from the cut
Back up!
The wasteland field, peel for mine
The deal, how the clique be real with it
My family tree standin' strong
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness
Leave a nigga insane
Gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day
Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang
Come on, come on and swing this way (swing this way)
It got to be harmony
Evil be done wicked erased, erased
Humbly united gatherin' souls understood
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own
Hold on, I bet you we'll never go wrong if
We stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya
He, who gets conflict, must just be weak
It's gettin' clearer and clearer, clearer
Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it
If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now
Amen, Amen! Bless the Mo Thug children
And could you watch over mine for me?
Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game
Nigga, this is a family thang
'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same, same
You look out for me, I'll look out for you
This is what you do to unite your trues
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
Fuck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in
Nine millimeters, three-eighty's
You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis
Let us begin with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison
And let 'em come with us - retaliation
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on
Let loose
You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair
These niggas is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland
We steadily creepin' on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep
Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck with Bone
Let loose
Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka pull it
Then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue
Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again
And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript
Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler
Bailin' through the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it
Jump off in my hottie
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party
Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah
When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo doors
And don't you diminish
Til I finish you with it or you would missed it
On the hit list, couldn't resist it
Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it
To the po-po, you know;
Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the doors
Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of)
Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em leave
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game
But I love the way the thugstas stay
And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops
You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war
Muthafucka done rocked the boat
And we nigga fin to even the score
Nigga drank to much, took to much
No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me
Never gonna catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me
'Quicker the copper
The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We shot ya
We shot ya
Hey, my niggas boxed ya
My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'
Pac got his got headlight ahead of me
Keep me raw, and fuck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And never seen us shoot
If I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on
For the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect
Then sleep with the rest
Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get with you
All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig
Your brain gon' hang
Fuck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors
Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me
Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be heartless
In certain situations like retaliation
Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if it's
real stay be real
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing
Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way down
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the darkside
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high
Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got to be real
I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money man
It's real always
Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija,
and I fell in this fucked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow
I claim my thang to slang
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain
Now I know I done did some dirt in my time
cause the devil was stressing my mind
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug
Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose
Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya,
Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap,
Stay packin that gat in yo lap away
So if ya can't roll strapped
Now how about that
Dat pistol go tap at niggas who
Go fuckin wit one of my own
No no, wrong, Any place where my chrome
Left devils at they home
Double bang, execution, we mo murda, stupid trick
You bitch that asked me
We don't play wit me game that be remainin mine and little man ran
To disater, wish I asked him
And I popped up and capped him
And Eazy is where we began
But I blessed him in the master plan
Niggaz thugin off in the Claire
It's still the pen
Can't fuck wit these Cleveland Claire playas
So as long as ya betta be workin
Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission
Listen, betta pray everyday
Cross us on the way hoe
Ohhhh, oh, oh
I just wanna seperate from the presious, baby
Or maybe,
I was meant to live my life caught up in this world of games
And God's name I pray
The devil, he be bringin me down
I can feel him cause he pullin me now,
Iv'e been blessed wit an incredable style
When there's pushin, it's just try to seperate and to break this all down,
Now ain't that foul,
So I asked the Lord to help me
"Lord, why does this life overwhealm me?"
When we livin in hell,
But we chill most every day like we in heaven
Oh well,
But time will tell,
Singin, "This is for the ringin of the bell, the bell, the bell."
But it be hard to maintain and stay peacefull
If you don't know to tame the devil then the devil will beat you,
Defeat you, deceive you, evil,
He will never leave you alone
I've been lookin for a better day,
But they don't ever seem to want to come my way (my way)
Hey, I've had a hell of a time
Tryin to make it cause my people steady stressin my mind,
So I stay high
So I'm already sittin on the top, ya see me,
When he be wit me,
He's daily inovatin me
Rarely see ya on the daily mission
Keep your distance from the flames,
Maybe you can survive, forever and a day
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in the North Coast
Remeber me,
The crook who wrote the book,
I'm off da hook,
Most of yall niggaz betta take another look
Cause if ya playa hate the Bone then yo life'll get took
So quit, never bringin ya no bullshit man,
Face to face it's that assassin gang
Bringin the heat, all yall niggas bringin is lame,
But if ya wanna bring the pain, then ya gotta maintain
Commin in on another level,
Imma put you on deck up at the top of the pile
Fake niggas wanna claim my style but Imma break em on down,
But you gotta come unique,
It's the thuggish ruggish sound
That you're lookin for, or searchin for
Everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high,
Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike,
That's right they tryin to be like Bone and keep thuggin fo life
Gettin ready for the end, dawg
Wit my nigga Ken Dawg, hustlas, shiftas and Tre,
II Tru, AJ
Same muthafuckas from around my way
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way (around my way)
We be thuggin a-round my way
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Come around my way, my way (my way)
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug
Little nigga wanna come, gunna feel my pain, pain
On the brain it's a stress, a strain
The game, the fame, the fame, the fame, (fame)
What about those hoes, oh no
Little Easy fo sho to teach Bone,
And if he's wrong, well, he's gone
For my journey to keep me strong
But dear Lord I miss my peoples
And it just seems so evil,
And that I can't kiss my kids goodnight,
Put em to bed, tuck em tight
And catch some sleep and that's all right, that's all right,
I'll get mine, yeah I'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime,
Weed and wine'll be just fine
Got somethin buggin all of my peoples (what)
In the back of a Caddy
Juppin outta Caddies, spreadin through alleys
In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and,
Oh, no, love, for double-a and duble-a zero,
Really wanna get yo combo,
Said I'm riddin round in your boat
You niggas can't fuck, with
These Claire players, on top of the pile
And we roll this
Stand back, hatas gonna be here for a while,
Can't ya hear the crowd screamin real loud?
And that's for Bone Thugs
Dear Lord, my sis has got Bone to look up to
And feel proud of, on top of all of that there
Mommy's out the ghetto now
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me, yeah
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me
Better believe that we'll do em, do em,
Shoot em, shoot em
Kill em, kill em
Nigga ain't gonna stop nothin, niggaz
Been a long, hard way
Been a long, long, long, hard way
And I gotta get mine
Gonna floss up in the bed
Watchin niggas watchin me
That's tryin to take mine
But I got somethin for em, watchin niggas
Runnin away from me
It's time, bye, bye
Nigga don't wind up playa hatin
We got much love in Mo Thug
It's all about Mo Thug
Why do I stay high
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
Cause I know God should be ready to roll
And do away with all of the wicked shit like Mr. Police-man
And dog if you with it then pump ya fist in tha air
And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days
Thats why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
But nobody knows when it all unfolds
Then when I don't go
Remember the days cause all I got
I go on my own with bone
Bone bone muggin runnin through your door
Hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
When I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
Cause you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone
Crossroads what rules the world
Enough to make it where we almost lost those
Who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop BONE
Those shots don't drop BONE
Nooooooo no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally
Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
Cause I can go met n agree with my fans
Smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
But everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
But if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
In the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime
(if I, if I)
We stand as united but fall if divided
My thugs are the tightest cause God is our guide
And they don't need to define us as killers and fighters
The Critics and Writers backstab when they typin' our stories
The war is to be a warrior and that's for sure
And as thugs we're more and more and more
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
Come on ohhhh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
Follow me follow me BONE
And that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
The government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Wanna hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just cant fuck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
The shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
Uh or to repeat, plaese if we can no more murder
How must I say this, if we can no more murder
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me,hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me,hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
We know very well
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Who you are, are?
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Don't let 'em smoke your weed
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Or ride in your car, your car
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
We know very well
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Who you are, are?
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Don't let 'em smoke your weed
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Or ride in your car, your car, your car
Don't let that murda, murda get you man
Don't let that murda, murda get you baby
Don't let that murda, murda get you man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Playa hation has begun to rise, an' it's contagious
Maybe betta let it get you man, hata, hata, hata
Hataz, hatin' this song song, an' if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony
(Thug in harmony)
Gather souls get up, get up and let us move on, move on
Maybe some could follow if their hearts were not so cold, so cold
Come and picture for the family scripture
[Incomprehensible]
Tell me what do ya see? Club nigga in a mask, a man tryin' to blast ass
Do you know what it means? To just leave us, leave us, leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no bone in we pretender
Nigga won't be fuckin' with no hands in the nine style
And all the way to heavens that's my mission
Standin' up ready for the war in position
When the shit jump niggas won't be slippin'
Niggas fallin' victim, really what's happenin'
I'm a victim just 'cuz I'm rappin'
Stackin' my cheese that I'm always packin'
Niggas with nothin' to lose be cappin'
And I really don't blame you, motherfuckers, its true
What goes around, comes around, since I did, what I did
In the past, get a pipe and a chance an' I'm ready to throw down
Low down, dirty mothafuckin' shame, in a world so cruel
It's niggas like you, who just be disrespectin' the game
Before I had a little money, niggas what's hatin' me just for nothin'
Breakin' my gear and thinkin' its funny
Get around bitches an' niggas be frontin
But I'm just hustlin', strugglin', jumpin', with a lot of frustrations
Livin' in a nation of playa hation, with a fucked up situation
I'm facin', yeah, y'all playa hataz
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
We know very well
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Who you are, are?
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Don't let em smoke your weed
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Or ride in your car, your car
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
We know very well
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Who you are, are?
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Don't let 'em smoke your weed
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Or ride in your car, your car, your car
Dry your eyes, eyes, eyes an' hold on, hold on
'Cuz we're ballin', ballin', ballin', y'all
We gon' keep it going strong, ohh, ohh
We really thuggish, ruggish, you can love us, you can hate us
We can deal with you but if we niggas come around playa hatin'
They be hatin', man them the worse ones
You don't like take a bitch on a low
Still come to your car all the time with a nigga always tell me
About he coulda deal some betta than you already done it, just hatin'
You know and I know you, who you be, we see, all y'all
Playa hataz, fuck y'all, playa hataz, fuck y'all, don't you hate on me
Don't you hate on me, I put the beam on you motherfuckers
I said, I'll put the beam on you motherfuckers
If you should spend more time concentrating on your own shit
(Don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me)
Then playa hatin' on mine you might make some motherfuckers
(Don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me)
Hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me,hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me,hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me, hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
(Playa, playa, playa)
Hate me, hate me
(Playa, playa, playa)
Fuckin' we don't care
[Incomprehensible]
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
We know very well
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Who you are, are?
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
Don't let 'em smoke your weed
(Playa, hata, hata, hata)
[Hook:]
Mo murda mo murda
Come come again
[Repeat 8x]
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
Dear Mr.Ouija,
Let 'em know who the boss is
So nigga you wanna get tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love,
Me show 'em the Bone when I grab that chrome,
Gotta haunt that dome,
Folla me roll stroll down East 1999
Gotta find these row hoes,
Nigga if you woke up and all of a sudden
Nigga you was off inna my hood?
I'm a, real thuggish nigga,
So a, I would have to kill ya so die,
Popped off to the coffin,
Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter pain,
Nigga got ta fucked up bang
Taking no shorts so fuck ya man,
Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies,
Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain,
Hey wish & lay niggas who think we play,
Nigga, me deadly wid the gun,
Machete be dipped in rum,
Runnin' wid the gun steady buckin'
Leavin' them bodies dumped off in the alley for dead,
I'm near, kill 'em all, mo' murda mo' murda
That's what Ouija said,
Gotta put one in ya head, Bang,
We coming to serve ya,
Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda
Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
Will I die of murda bloody mo murda,
Living in the Land of the Heartless comin' up daily?
Until a me murda them all, I'm never gon' fall
So I'ma murda them baby
Get 'em up wid me thugs,
See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them drugs
Givin' up shots out to the glock glock
Eighty eight to the ten five,
Them killas be pumpin' them slugs,
Niggas be fiendin' me daily,
Me silence me twelve guage eruption,
And I'm on a road to destruction
And steady be bustin' and bodies be bustin' me,
Killa, with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya
Number one assassin's still the realer nigga
Down for my crime, niggas be down tryin' to stay to tha grind,
Niggas is going insane taking a shot to the brain, and man,
So call it a shame but what be the thang up offa this murda game?
And I'm feelin' not a bit remorseful,
My twelve guage just so forceful,
So playa hate when I'm in ya town
The nigga me bucking 'em down
And I'm giving up peace to the hustlas,
Thugstas and twelve guage pumpstas,
Drug 'em in gutters mo murda me style, now,
Put 'em on the ground, lay down,
Nigga check my thang the way that we swang
When I'm coming to serve ya,
Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop
Lettin' off shots Layzie be screamin'
Mo murda mo murda
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wish Bone]
Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run
Can't get away from my shotgun
Leavin' them bodies fucked up,
Pump pump to the ground better leave it alone,
Nigga wanna die when fuckin' wid,
Mo Thug nigga we killed this bitch,
Now you wanna catch some bang bang
Nigga wanna die when I let my nuts hang,
What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya?
You slip when I'm high, pullin' my trigger and nigga you die, soldier
Four killas we creepin' and comin' to hurt ya, mo murda
Better pack that five five,
I'm feelin' like killin' you dying tonite,
You don't wanna hear that glock pop,
When the glock pop pop don't stop,
We all about murda mo,
Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let go,
We straight from Cleveland,
Clack back nigga ya bleeding,
You don't wanna fuck wid Bone,
Pullin' that chrome now nigga ya gone
If you wanna die bye,
See you in the gutter let mama cry,
Watch Mo Thug Killas pump pump,
Put 'em in the ground with his head blown gone
Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Bizzy Bone]
Eternally thugstas die,
Will I die of murda now?
East ninety nine follow me grind
And all descending that body underground, way down
Me ride and everyone dies,
And I, rolling wid my killas,
And all ah my, thuggish ruggish niggas no lie,
Druggin' up bloody mo victims get 'em get 'em
That'll be little Ripsta, sinister
Kill y'all, put 'em in the river,
Bodies shiver, FUCK that nigga
Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowin' I'm dumpin'
Remember me spray 'em slay 'em guage 'em layin 'em
All up off inna the coffin,
Ready to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the twelve guage eruptions,
Creep out your seat would ya we come to stay
Found out none of my niggas was bluffing,
For the love of the murda man the murda game
The same but a bang bang bang,
Can't resist to bump you now pow run 'em all off
St Clair stays, down for the murda mo
Oh no, ho when a thugsta, stroll
Forty fours still pointed at the po-pos
Stop 'em drop 'em numb those 'til out cold they froze,
You know, nigga we can't be bluffing
We bannnggg insane,
When I put one to your temple,
Mo murda then blow out ya brain
Mo murda mo murda
Come come again,
Come bloody murda
Don't niggas don't wanna start shit,
Buck, buck to the bang,
Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah
A nigga that always at my city with me,
now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic?
Nigga that thought he could bang.
That nigga's stuck.
That nigga's blasted.
They got my man from the Land.
Never ran, I step with deadly men.
If ya come a little bit closer,
I can turn you into sand.
Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland.
We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep,
and the blood is seepin'.
Got niggas in alleys,
fuck niggas in badges.
We say bang.
Eighty-eight through the ten-five (and Clair)
St. Clair ain't shit to fuck with.
Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body.
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue.
We comin' to shoot up your posse.
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods,
to get the goods.
Krayzie be thug, and (want to) die-that's from comin' up in my hood.
We killas. Get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun,
bust one, they done.
Cleveland is where we from.
Hearts-thugs have none.
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off,
there's really no place to run.
Niggas get vicious with my click,
'cause even the bitches carry guns.
Soon as I hit the scene, ??
feelin' for a pistol,
but I didn't have no gun.
Come with original thugsta shit.
I be flippin' it with me tongue.
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from,
and I show them hoes up outta the Clair that thugs don't run from none.
Follow rip one, now, on and on,
them definitely got me back.
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas,
with or without my gat.
Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools East 99 style, fools.
Me put it in mind on murderin' you,
followin' whenever me murderous trues.
Niggas that claim to bang bang,
when it comes to slang thangs, they do.
They know they cannot buck me,
one of 'em sure to slug me,
but they hope the thug I be, Bizzy.
Better let 'em him be or they'll see.
Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to miss. The Biz is me.
Livin' in the Land of the Heartless,
with a sawed-off pump, shootin' craps.
Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they jack.
Runnin' up on the Bone, you needin' to be pap pap.
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs,
defendin' they drugs.
When they roll up,
niggas be creepin' up slow,
heavy packed with they gats,
and try to pull a hold up,
but nigga, now hold on.
Wanna test the Bone?
The gauge is shown.
Any is mind blown,
lookin' down the barrel of this mausberg chrome to the dome.
Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage,
copper take these here rocks.
Double glock,
my pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
the trouble knocks.
Steadily hittin', me clean up,
get lit up for ready your soul to burn,
and I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up,
cause niggas must learn.
Yearnin' to earn cheese.
Ready to die, so niggas can't take these.
Wantin' to clock G's, want to move keys,
not takin' a loss on my green leaves, please.
East nine nine, crime finds mine,
strayin' on this road to hell,
and prison walls, testin' balls,
for the cause, gotta get that sale,
and bailin', kickin' up mud, rollin',
I get with my thugs.
Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don't start shit,
Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over)
You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over
My nigga we the frontline warriors
Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys
Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught
Well it's all about his Mo Thug music
Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you
Who the fuck them niggas tryin to play?
Lay don't stop until you meet my glock
I'ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop
Nigga why not? Time's tickin on the clock aint the heat hot
I'ma hit the weed spot joy ride with my niigas till the beat drop
We got big benjamins spendin CEO's
While you playin we buyin y'all rentin pin me
Probably livin in a tent pocket full of lint
Tryin to flip it like I flip it nigga got me bent
And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders, and y'all aint Bone
B.B.O.B. the bad boy of the Bone
I'll be thuggin for eternal wanna test me its on
Now where my niggas at? Get the gat peel a nigga wig back
Nigga dig that dig that
All original clevelands own criminal here we go
From a place where a nigga might bury ya
Nigga act up and I better take care of you scared of ya
I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm americas most, bailin coast to coast
Steady thuggin out here in these streets
Lookin out for the rollers duckin these haters they wanna face
Well I keep my heat
And it ain't no peace and fuck tha police
Come out the house all eye's on me
Jump in my 5 double 0 B-E-N-Z XL and I hit the freeway
Might wanna be in church nine o'clock sunday
Never know I might bust on you one day ohhh
Swiggin with jack and the bombay oh bye bye go po po
Yeah nigga fuck you o hell yeah fuck you too
Better than God devise realize you can end up bigger
But my niggas in the middle ballin we wont stop
The foul sinnin the killin now
And then nobody gets in the middle together
And they tell the nigga it good to be back
From prison but don't nobody feel him but them niggas around the globe
And the mission was money was gold
Everyone nutty when money because he was out of the gutter
When nothin but avid souls better make us and touch
Noone will touch me one wait till they ruff enough
Got him at last but I just corrupt
I dont even erupt
Creep on ah come up, what up
Trapped in a rapture the trumpets pumpin tellin us somethin
Snatch you we havin a blast you tatterd like cattle
And medalion diamonds in the ??
Ghetto was bastards runnin much faster than the average asses in the shadows
Out of the battlefield
Call me a secret weapon
I think the war is on
And when they ask em who is he
It's 7th sign and bone
Call me a secret weapon
When the war is on
And when they ask em who is he
It's Big B and Bone
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
Get up and get something
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Sit back, and let this thugshit,
Clog Up Yo' Mind
Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody
I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast?
Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs
Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes
as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey
especially foe tha police, man. I'm ah nigga wit' thugshit
cause I'm runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play
Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize
who you're fuck with, fuckin with them niggaz in Cleveland
ya do whateva like he say
Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand
cause I got tha gripping good delay
If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass
and then pass wit' tha very blast
It ain't innocent, you should never been there
in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah
Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin
nut devotion just do what you want
So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose?
You'll feel the vibe, nigga
Killin cause I'm Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money
get the platinum fund to pay
But I'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz
when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back
Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on, jackin' move
then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin
Takin' over this everyday, stoppin' to tha tough
Double Glock and it's not forgotten
Bitchez drop in Tha Clair
It's tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it
and ah nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous
I'd still leave 'em in tha streetz, you can't blame us (lady luv)
cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin
in tha streetz and I'm rollin
Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us
to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men
and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin
in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead.
And I promised, that all tha soulz would last
til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow
and if you'd follow, tha end of the world
should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know
I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang
enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz, gonna catch ya
flossin' all tha way
Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold
it goez, around up in slow-mo
Been tickin', and I land down to Newport
I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest
Police will see me silenced stressin
Nigga was steppin' up in ah, when I catched them thievin
and I got 'em and there, gotta learn their lesson
Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it
Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy
Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy
and I face now's nasty blastin
For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up, and lesson up tha violence
Screamin' on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin
ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave
Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em
Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem
Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy
and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me
Hit tha weed, and y'all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya
Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin
foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit' tha clich
an unpropable way of ah trial 'cause it's tha funk, sing
(Now give it to 'em)
Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state
wit' tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin' you what
you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em
let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no)
you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherfuckin 44
But I gotta stay clean, it's cool, then unless he freein
I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo' Thug, Mo' Thug
cavalry, on tha streetz
Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride, ready ta kill
when it's time ta kill, you gon' die, you' gon' die
I've been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit' Bone
then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin niggas body rott (body rott)
Nigga the war shouldn't stop
Until these motherfuckin cops body rott (body rott)
We paper chasers, smokin blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us (like us)
Don't be so quick to test us
I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija
So I can see
If maybe he can tell me
Why you're hatin on me, bitin on me
Why you want me
To show a nigga Leather Face, and he
Don't fuck around nigga
He's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin', how 'bout fuckin wit me now nigga
Nigga get ya checks from ya broads, get high
Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party, even the niggas with a problem
Made-nigga, we done solve 'em
Cause, bitch we'll sqaush 'em
Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got to clone styles, and no motif
See me rappin' on yo TV actin
And it's a fact that when you see us in person
Think we gon flex, or show you no action
Down for mine, got to show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain
And if I drop, then I'll explode like a fuckin grenade nigga
Fuck calm, time to ring the alarm
Breakin' niggas out of prison killin all the guards (Woo!)
Power to the people, givin people the power
To put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga, I can't stand no
Motherfuckin po-po
When will we start killin these bitches and takin no mo'?
Yeah, Mo Thug, the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin
You can say I roll wit-a-gang
And dissin chin checkers in the making
So nigga continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation)
I heard. I murdered.
I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard)
Yeah nigga, we holler about all of the murders
Look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin the flow and let it burn
Without pistols, the police ain't strong
Finna bomb, bitch, you fuckin wit all the black gat peeps
And in the 1999 when ya meet up in the end
Be it be no peace for the police
The (Biz!) here to rip the (streets!)
And get 'em all (pissed!)
Get ??
We dont take (defeat!)
Me steppin (retreat!)
You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet
Jus pick up my cannon, nigga, yeah yeah
Hear the pump, it erupt
We're corrupt as the four, down to buck
Come and get fucked up
And get up outta the county, nigga get rowdy
(duck into battle)
Disappear-pear, in a ally
Reappear-pear, off in Cali
Can you feel me, daddy?
Proudly handle stuff like a man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap, and corner bitch made hation nation
Nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me? Still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone
The point of view was made with the song
And while they pop, I'm ready to bomb (bomb bomb bomb)
How do you see me when you see me?
Drinkin' on Hennesy and Remy
Look into my eyes, my shit is dreamy
Beggin to Scotty, "Won't you beam me up?"
I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry
Ya'll better expect annihalation fuckin' around with the SCT
And I better be a souljah organizer, but they're lovin just us
Army see, full of harmony, and nigga 'In Thugs We Trust'
So nigga I bust, so back up off me
Givin' no mercy, shit is critical
Killin' you individual with a Ouija type ritual
I'm diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come & raid me
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga, this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken
As I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin the Lord his devotion
Now when you're fuckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin
Got niggas knowin, rollin with me
Infra red to yo head, don't beg, you dead, we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
Cause when you fuckin wit
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all
Run all of it (all of it)
Fuck that dog, fuck that dog
Cause niggas is superstitious
Nigga don't pull no gun if you ain't gon spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, oh
We buckin em down
Trust in me, in harmony, I try peace
Eternally bless my soul, Lord
And everybody that rides with me:
It's from me to you.
It's from me to you (me to you)
It's just my point of view
It's just our point of view (point of view, point of view)
Yeah, and that's why I stay high
So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da
So high
I'm so high
So high
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright
I been fucked up since the last sweet song
P.O.D.'d the whole night long
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
[Krayzie (Flesh)]
Better not be so quick test us,
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
[Krayzie]
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga
And still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas
in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that
Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya"
No, I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say
"Oh, my!" but check it out, though
I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all
And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga
So paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up
Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs
And they figure they can try me
Like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin'
Or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'
Fuck 'em, I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate
And say that we ain't true to what we say
But then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate
We bang them fuckin' brains (we bang them brains)
But then, we switch subject
And fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick
Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style
Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town
It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals
So here we go, got a gun - should I buck 'em on down
Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on
Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh
I'm so full anguish
Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it
But they can't get the hang of it
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Flesh]
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold
I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time
That they shot a nigga straight to the temple
Done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'
Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again
Here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday
So say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain
I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood
It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle
Roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for life
If you pull a shyste off to the fiends
Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up
Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah
We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect
'Cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark
And I sped off with the quickness, strikin'
Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug
And they thought that I bruise easily
Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em)
Most of what goes around, comes around
Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us
To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun
They change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Nigga, let me in
Double glock and never about to change, man
To the temple I aim and claim to gain control
Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll
Put some pressure on these hoes that, yo
They pose as foes, gotta let 'em know
Got a nation of my niggas out to back me
Got another nation--killas out to try to jack me
Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose
Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction
They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action
Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse
If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps
And a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it
Sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me
You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it
Givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord
And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit
Because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel
But I bet that after all of y'all fall
that the faker's gonna perish in the fire
Dip, and you know when I'm rollin'
I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam
And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California
Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean
Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B
We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see
Any y'all niggas comin' with me So, come on
[Wish]
Let me up in here and kill 'em
Feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone
Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong
Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow
We shoot 'em up, buck
Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation
Anybody hatin' Erase 'em
And biters, everytime I see you on T.V.
it makes me feel good
'Cause I know when we run up on you
you'll see we, we gotta get paid good
Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty
Bone in harmony, we hungry
Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money
Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz
Should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all,
should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters
Everything we write, I swear, it's all original
Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original (all original)
[Krayzie (Flesh)]
Better not be so quick test us
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
(clapping your hands)
As we ride by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
Pedal to the medal we see blue light
They wanted to get RIP fuckin wit my sawed-off
Polish it all down till it replenish
Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you
Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for
You crept and you came and shit changed
M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang
Nigga what you sayin you came and you went
Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think
Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see
If we get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder fuck wit Jesus
He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finished diminished you so called critics
And fuck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it
You fucked up for a while up outta the town but that was a trial
Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now
I got to kick it breakin new ground wantin my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds came from my town
That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow
And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones (sellin volumes) getting in costumes now
I'm rolling with Makaveli pinnin my pistol steady ready
Buck them flames aim for the pressure point
And a point where I break your hand in nigga yeah
I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me
He put in your record and you was disrepectin off the T-O-P
Should've put him in his coffin now go seek 'em and found pow pow
Put him in the river now nigga who wild wild
What incredible style that's what you was thinkin
when you tried to get it down
We see that you fuck with a daily crowd so nigga just turn your ass out
Whenever you ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club
Ready to slang slugs nigga done got to drunk and forgot that we claim MO'
Nigga this shit is ridiculous
just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to hell it was nigga you down with us
Nigga you scared when a St. Clair nigga bust
Aw Fuck left his guts in my trunk nigga tried a 211 fucked around got 187
Niggas wit heat who could it be nobody but them T-H-U-G's with artillery
We come in peace nigga please freeze
Put 'em on they knees nigga don't even breathe and these
Are the warriors killas destroyin ya you're gonna die
The hatin season ceasing agree nigga let this be the reason
Niggas from Cleveland fin to get even
steven stoppin you bitches from breathing
Time is up you know you can't cop that thugs who rap fin to put down payments
Criminal mind state of lyricist wanna test us nigga hear this
My niggas are down with the murder mo
Real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it my nigga
now bet it be ripped to the finish everyday be the same
But artillery shop stackin Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day want action Playa hation steadily spray 'em
Hit 'em with the buck buck bang my nigga this shit don't stop
The government all on my dick wanna see little Lay Bone drop
You see the policeman they give me no break
Fin to rest in peace when they try to send me up state no thanks
I got mo money up outta the bank these niggas are stackin our rocks
Refuse the peace and nevertheless then you can roll with the bone so come on
When all goes down when all goes down you can count on me
Cause I got Mo thugs Bone thugs N Harmony and that's my calvary
If you ride with Bone you ain't alone nigga trust us
Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on
Wanna sound like us
Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye-bye you gone die
And I got heat for every heat you bring you shoot we shoot
Better watch out watch out for them thugsta thugsta niggas sneakin up on you
I told you it's comin Armageddon (It's comin Armageddon)
New world order (new world order) If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know
we gettin our shit together
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends,
before we go any further, let's talk about friends.
My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me
when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend
I don't needin' no friend, I
Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships
So win again, and again, and will ah me friend
Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend
I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold
She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go
We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me
and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati
and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing
ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing
Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz
Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah
We straight up killers, we realer
we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em
Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall
They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all
but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways
when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry
But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey
We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay
Watch if I miss ya, hit chya
bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya
How ya feel about murda, man?
It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang
It's like suicide nigga do or die
When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end
Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends
I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin
me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told
to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend
till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur
Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe
divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all
muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't
care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz
Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain
and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday
and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible
Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try
ta come wit' some crooked condition
What it is, just ta book ah thug
Come ah little bit closer nigga
take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished
Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again
and again, don't try ta come between my, my.
Momma told me watch yo' friends
They can be enemiez within
quick to pretend like they fit in
Get in, they put it all to an end
I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya
Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya
No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people
Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz
about tha war, tha war, tha war
When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there
Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else
Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time
I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon
it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends
'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz
wicked windz. What about yo' friends?
I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize
Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math
not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted
Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh
thought if you'd been in silence
Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib
Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence
Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum
Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail
and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high
smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer
don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray
Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate?
Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would
It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end?
Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner
must ah been one of my friends
Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez
open my fist I can pin when ya fallin
Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family
my family, this is my family this is my family my family
Lord help me make up my mind
which way do I turn when there's so much stress
surroundin' me daily? This world's so cruel and shady
and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy
me and yo' bigger brother we keeps it realer
You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my callin' but until then
I guess I'm stuck (Oh Fuck)
Little T know I miss so much when he get to heaven baby
Boy what's up? We can ride and roll, I know
without this Po-Po trailin', bailin'
All the way to heaven betcha that's a promise
Comin' with tha bombers, niggaz can't test this
creep defeat is all ya meet
Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
and the sack of weed straight out of control
Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
and tha po-po as well
Figure (?) everybody need (?) and we livin' in hell
nigga really can't tell, so why?
Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
and the rest as written, some wanna treat my
like I'm forbidden, but I'm just lookin' for the shit that's hittin
Could I be? Come a little bit closer
why you cautious when you approaches?
Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo' Thug
breakaz fittin' ta take shit over
Under my halo pray mo' say Mo' Thug wit love
to tha depth that tha game goes
Die all you hoes, foes, and you propose.
Nigga better roll than get rolled over
we shuttin' shit down, and you
know a nigga love to get buck wild
pow come fuck wit me now (now, now)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..
Thug (?) my hood is drug prison and (?)
is my mission, we heatin' shit why vision?
Be crooked (?) beginnin' of my endin' (?)
Why is my mind spinnin? (?) I'll say hey, fuck it
my family ain't livin' for nothin' but strugglin
was one of the reasons I'm thuggin
instead of (straight) hustlin' (?) Somebody tell me somethin
what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what'll you (?) me
you'll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
Cause I love you so, but unlike my friend you're just my foe
Peace till the end of the road cause we're all gone
But no, nigga don't lose your (soul)
But it(?) Trust in mine, alright then we can roll. (roll, roll)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..
Cause you're, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y'all breakin' up
Doin'it layin' down. What went wrong?
Was it me? But I ain't mad at'cha
cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother
and I learned to harmony
On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where
I'm from y'all, on the streets of tha Clair
that's where I met Bone Thugs y'all it's gettin' time to be a man
gotta get out tha house cause I can't stand mommy's man
he talks with his hand
Come come creep on tha streets with me
that's where I learned how to sell drugs
it's where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
it's necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
And I know that shit was wrong but
don't blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
Cause that's where that shit comes from (comes from)
Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors, (?)
we survivors,that's why we be..
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..
Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
Don't fuck around and get zipped in a body bag
Off in the grave and yo brains'll be hangin' damaged by (?)
Everyday we see mo' niggaz hatin', fakin'
Playa (hatin') it's getting contagious
Why do these niggaz think they can break us?
Wanna grab my pump y'all niggaz better try to grab
what's left of yo' chest niggaz be talkin' and then
they get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death
We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same
But what did we gain by givin' you niggaz fame?
((Flesh) So we let them wreck us (?))
Tha 44 magnum tag'em (stacked) like them
niggaz or (?) like the people that (?) 'em (?)
callin' me follow me down to tha corner slip
up and you're gonna get blasted
What do you wanna dis me for? Jealous then nigga drop
Nigga we (?)drinkaz be (?) everytime
To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon' dis somebody, somebody
(Yeah) y'all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies (?) y'all
find that smokin' that grass
Nigga pass tha (pump) (we takin) a loss and wakin up in
their coffin. Oh nigga (?) but when we come they run
but we're gonna catch'em and one day God forgive me
I don't know what got to me, but then me nigga they'll all fall down
way down face down, ain't got nothin but love them niggaz
wanna test my (?) sayin' nigga you know that (that, that, that)
You know we gettin them (say nigga you know that, that, that, that)
bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz
(I figures you knowthat, that, that,that) (?). (?)
(You niggaz should know that,that, that, that)
Yeah,yeah, (my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that)
yeah yeah. It's 19 90 90 90 90 90...it's almost
Chorus (Krayzie)
Aint nuthin changed, everyday
Aint nuthin changed....(3x)
Its an everyday thing when you hear tha bukk bang
Mo thuggstaz always claim
Stay thug up in this game
N remain tha same
So follow me now see (now see)
Up to tha double glock n
Hear pistols poppin(poppin)
Everybody get, get down(4x)
Krayzie
I like ta puff up on my caine
Wittout tha grain
Ya'll gon' need all my change
Im pullin my people up outta tha bullshit
Thatz why we do this thuggsta music
You be pullin on tha dubie, dubie
B.o.n.e. So lovley
Gotta get, gotta get, get money
Mo money, thuggin
Foreva we keepin it real
Im ready ta show tha last nigga
How a mo thug hit tha shit
Than be rollin with tha murda, we golden
Rollin down with indo we go
Than get stopped, we all thug(yeah)
Ready to bust on in at night
Shoot em up, shoot em up
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Layzie
Im wonderin really how many more niggas'll be in a coffin
Before its my time, imma die right here
Take losses, not a dime
Everyday its tha same, n i gotta get mine for tha crime
My mental be blessin my pistol
My only utensil for cheddar
Its on tha level, war
Whateva my mind is my judge
Imma kiss or my pleasure with ya
Like kid come parlay with lay
All through my hood
Be back, everything gonna be all good
Niggas ridin real
Like i would
Goin against tha grind
Its all tha same, its all tha same
Smokin alotta weed
No pain, no gain
You straight up hate, n thats a shame
How long we'll arrange
Bang, bang gotta get down for my thang
Aint nothin ta do ta get out of this game (out of this game)
You'll try, but you still will see
You could be
N roll tham greens of tha earth
Were religious baby
Baby tell me whut do you wanna do
Tell me whut you wanna do
You wanna ride n smoke with me
Or i can ride n smoke with you
Its all cool, its all cool, its all cool
Yeah, this for all you non-believers
Especially out in the C-O
Man, fuck y'all niggas
Woo, yeah, I'm tellin' ya when I die
You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye
You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye 7 Sign
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you
(Stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you
(Stop you, stop you)
Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up
Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out
Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7
What am I yellin'? Murderer
Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you
(Muthafucka, don't play me)
Play me nigga, not today, I see you but you can't see me
I know with all of government and
Yes, this will get crazy and blow
(Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb)
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn
Blastin' out your stereos or your headphones
The roots exploited clones, therefore
It's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit
Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections
It's magnified to new levels of elevation
Seven sign, seven, seven sign
Seven, seventh sign seal
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah
Yeah, I'm tellin' ya when I die
you can see what's deep in my eye
(My eyes, my eyes)
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you
(Stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you
(Stop you, stop you)
The Rip here to run in the street
And flippin' on police, yeah they know me
I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears
And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie
All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa?
Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it
And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes
I'm ready to die and I hope my mama really loves me
'Cause daddy's bye-bye, inner pride with the Ripsta
Let 'em hit ya with the scripture
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees
They'll be Japanese, Majesty's corruptin' record companies
Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back
Sacks only in dress pants
Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh
Sell a dream to 'em
Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash
My overhead projects how ends meet to foul or ejected
Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole
Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime
It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business
Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes
Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me?
Got bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili
Explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over the hook
So when you slip, gots it, I ride up on it
I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans
More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles
And promotions make me more potent
Deadly to the mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind
Re-define lines entertwined with all mankind
Would that rain outshine divine Majesty, shame
The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain
I'm a let a nigga know
You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat
I gives a fuck about no nigga
Don't be no corvie ass nigga
I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip
Off the rippa, baby
(I must me losin' my mind)
Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job
Is you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop, drop
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop, pop
Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb
Will he put me in my tomb?
I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter your room, boom
Stomped through Compton
And cities y'all ain't never heard of and listen
I bet there's thousand people screamin' out
Murder, murderin' ya
Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a life
I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes
Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry
I shedded my last tear when I found out love was a lie
So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental
So piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental
One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed off
They took a chance and lost
Let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone
Don't finish the wars when they ain't over
I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close
And they got so ? If it ain't ?
This family that don't give a fuck who you are
It ain't nothin' like some trouble, how close? How far?
(How far, how far?)
[Bone]
Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
when there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you)
And whatcha gonna do
when there aint no where to hide (tell me what)
When judgment comes for you (Cause it's gonna come for you)
[Bizzy]
Let's all bring it in for Wally, Eazy sees uncle Charlie
Little Boo, God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I only roll with Bone my gang look to where they lay
When playing with destiny, plays too deep for me to say
Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
[Layzie]
God bless you working on a plan to Heaven
Follow the Lord all 24/7 days, GOD is who we praise
even though the devil's all up in my face
But he keeping me safe and in my place, say grace
For the case to race with a chance to face the judge
And I'm guessing my soul won't budge
Grudge because there's no mercy for thugs
Oh what can I do it's all about our family and how we roll
Can I get a witness let it unfold
We living our lives to eternal our soul aye-oh-aye-oh
[Krayzie]
Prayyyyyyy, and we pray and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Still we laced, now follow me roll stroll
Whether is tell of his Heaven
Come let's go take a visit of people that's long gone
Darris, Wally, Eazy, Terry, Boo
It's steadily creeping up on the family
Exactly how many days we got lasting
While you laughin we're passing, passing away
So y'all go rest y'all souls
Cause I know I'ma meet you up at the crossroads
Y'all know y'all forever got love from them Bone Thugs baby
[Wi$h]
Now Eazy's long gone
Really wish he would come home
But when it's time to die
Gotta go bye bye
All a thug could do is cry, cry
Why they kill my dog and man
I miss my uncle Charles y'all
and he shoudn't be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Boo was wrong
Oh so wrong, oh so wrong
Gotta hold on gotta stay strong
When the day comes
Better believe Bone got a shoulder you can lean on (lean on)
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everday, everyday, everyday, everyday
[Chorus - Layzie and Krayzie]
See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads, crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads, crossroads
[Bizzy]
And I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody when I'm gone
And I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
[Layzie]
Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven
That's how we roll
Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven
That's how we roll
Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven
That's how we roll
And I'm asking the good LORD with a sigh
It's I he told me we live to die
[Krayzie]
What's up with murder y'all, see my little cousin was hung
Somebody was really wrong, everybody want to test us dawg
Then Miss Sleazy set up Eazy to fall, you know why we sinnin
And Krayzie intended on ending it when it ends
Wanna come again, again and again
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
[Wi$h]
Can somebody anybody tell me why
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why we die, we die
I dont wanna die
Ohhh so wrong
Ohhhhh wrong
Ohhh so wrong
Ohhhhh wrong
[Chorus - repeat gradually fading away]
Bone come break 'em down
Taking no shorts no losses man
Bone come break 'em down
Taking no shorts no losses man
Bone come break 'em down
Taking no shorts no losses man
Bone come break 'em down
Taking no shorts no losses man
Way down, way down
I'm taking a swig of the burb word
Downin' my fifth and I swerve
Drunk as I bend on the curb,
Get up to purchase some herbs
To ease up my nerves
While a nigga got rocks to serve
Heard about thugs and hustlas,
But never knew none like us before
We junking them off in dumpsters
Suck these thuggish ruggish nuts,
Peep this cut,
Make a nigga wanna do some dirt,
Puttin' in work gotta hit 'em where it hurts,
Puttin' it down Bone first
And I hit 'em wid the Ouija curse them worse to worst
Dog if you wanting to test Bone,
The con-se-sequences are fatal
Ready be strapped papped wid me sawed off
Clack back cause I believe in me label,
Ruthless, and we steady be puttin' it down
Just for the love of money yeah,
For the love of the wasteland Claire,
For the love that brought me here,
Droppin' piece to the double glock
Ready when the trouble knocks pop pop ya pistol now,
If a nigga wanna run up gun up
Put him on the ground make him lay down stay down,
Harmony smooth wid the thug shit,
Mo murda to the fool that clone,
Five niggas loc'd out wid the roughness,
And it's war tryin' crab these Bones
Bring on ya stretchers ya dearly departed
Ya rest in the coffin for daring to cross this,
Come and get that ass tossed by the boss bitch,
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses
Nigga come fuck wid me now,
Krayzie that nigga that pump pump
Nigga that's my daily thang
Down wid the bang bang swanging them thangs
It really don't matter man,
Insane to the brain,
My niggas so how could you ever compete with the trigger
Bitch if you decide you want some of this now,
Bite one bid and nigga we're coming to cut ya,
Everyday be the same old
Still gotta flip on the same hoe
Niggas that be tryin' to study the thugs
But nigga back up it's a Bone thing what,
Never taking no shorts or no losses
Creeping up outta me clik see
Mo murda mo murda, and Ouija will be with me,
Creepin' on a come up doing it for the love ah money
Stalking gat fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have too,
Remember me no surrender
Kill 'em and lay 'em up deep in ah coffin
Me no pretender,
Leatherface taking no shorts or no losses
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses tossin'
Niggas all up in them coffins,
They don't know when they run up I gun 'em
Gotta let 'em know who the boss is, see,
Pop pop let 'em drop
Mo Thug them niggas is nothin' but killas
We creepin' we needin' mo money,
We sick and we cold and we hungry, (huh)
I'm loving my thugstas,
My clik consist of nothin' but hustlas,
The nigga you know that'll hurt ya
Serve and murda all bustas now,
Hard times gotta grind get mine,
Even if it means pap that's ya life,
And a nigga gotta die by the sword,
The guage, my nine and my knife,
Cockin' I pump my slugs all up in ya now what,
Shoot a bitch just like a nigga
Ain't no favor trigger you fall,
It's Wish Bone, no shorts gotta get mine,
Yeah it's my time,
Me and my thugs smokin' chokin'
Let a nigga P.O.D, off that wine
Remember when that dog jumped out of the darkside,
Come creep in the barrel bitch if you test my hood,
It'll be your loss, even if you bring your clik,
Get tossed and it'd do you no good,
Can't fuck wid my gang no thang,
And the bullets they ring out
Strangle the man, and drug 'em up off the Claire,
We strip 'em and beat they brains out,
I gotta give p's to all ah my Trues
Steadily paying them dues
We niggas wid nothing to loose,
Trippin' and sippin' on brews and actin' a fool,
Mo Thug be loving to smoke mo bud, fiend for the green leaves
Nigga quick pull out them trees
I pull out me cheese,
Now gimme now what me need,
Remember me killa cap peeler,
Still a realer nigga,
And I'm on to dig ya,
So bitch if ya run up I'm bound to rip ya,
Me put in me work,
Pullin' me bullets it hurt,
Better run to chalk it
Diggin' ya deep in the dirt, squirt blood,
See the Bone'll take no shorts or losses
Bone y'all Bone nigga that's startin' some shit up what?
Little Ripster get you cleared up thugs
All ah my muthafuckas show they nuts, and guts
Runnin' up out the cut pumpin' bucks
Ready ta fuck you up must bust them,
And steady be dumping thuggin on the Claire, oh yeah,
Let's smoke out on 88th jumping, wid playas
Whena me forty four let go,
Feelin' the glock glock roll,
95th gunning outta the window
We peeping out the few coming outta the back do'
Hang, on the darkside ride,
Pick up your tec and let fly, why?
I, die, by all ah my, unremorsefullest times on the nine nine
Ride, me killa, gravedigga nigga, coming up out my trench
Rest in peace and runnin' from the holice,
Jumping that barbed wire fence,
Hittin' the pavement dazed, the guage was blazing,
Gotta watch for the po-po raising up up on me
Turn around and face 'em,
Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector,
Needin' me money, no ease up tonight,
(See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous)
And if them runnin' off with me cash,
That ass gonna have to pay the price,
(Meet a muthafuckin' po-po; gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo')
Don't be fuckin' with my money, nigga no,
See when Krayzie pull the pump, then I kill 'em all.
Pump slugs, when blood hit the wall, watch 'em fall,
Now dog who ya gonna call?
Puttin' niggas in the coffin where they probably better off
And Leatherface is not a punk bitch so a nigga just can't fuck me,
Nigga better have me cash,
Or I kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast,
now test me,
Never ever let a nigga ride when he think he fin to slide,
Pop him in the spine, get him for the money,
Nigga tried to play me and dash,
And that's why me thugs should put slugs in that ass, then tell he
And me never want to see no,
Oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga ends low,
If he scared to smoke a primo,
Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no.
Gotta make that money man,
Gimme all my change, it's a murder thang, now
Even in the dummy game,
niggas comin' up slain for collectin' they claim
Now, Leatherface, me pick up me gauge,
leather mask and nigga, me blast,
So ya better respect us, when you see the bill collector,
Rippin' killin' niggas for that mad money thang
Niggas steady payin' them dues, runnin' with trues,
Nothin' to lose, everything to prove,
Little thug from the C-Town, never caught sleepin',
Always on the come up creepin',
Runnin' this shit now puttin' that Bone down,
Gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese,
Movin' thangs in the nine-five, rollin' with
Ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from the Clair,
And we smokin' them green leaves, fuck with me now,
Oh nigga don't test rest, straight Leatherface in the place
On a mission don't be messin' with my bankroll,
Niggas wanna gank on Bone, so I stack them prank hoes,
And I'm bettin' on me takin' no more losses,
Put 'em in a coffin, and they life is better off,
And these niggas they don't know me they can't know me,
Thought you had a homie, but ya fuckin' with the muthafuckin' Bone see,
Nigga gotta get me mine on the nine-nine,
In the nine-five, bodies dropping
When you hear my pistol select ah dome,
Respect that True how's the underground shit,
Mr. Bill Collector, Bone
Nigga take it off thank ya,
Please don't make me stank ya,
Time to pay the bill, write your checks up all night,
Catch a slug or chill, bill collectors better respect 'em
Mo Thug, sellin' dubs, pumpin' slugs all up in that rectum check 'em,
Click-click, fall to the ground when the glock pop,
nigga chest pump blood,
And takin' too long, better drop it on down,
or ya catchin' two to the head,
Shoulda gave 'em up bitch,
To the Mo Thug lunatic quick to pop, now you dead dead,
Gotta pull that nine on the niggas everytime,
Sellin' rocks on the nine-nine,
Gotta put him on the pave,
If ya want to die, put 'em in the grave,
Better give me all them dimes.
I didn't want to take his life,
But the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello,
(Now you see me, the murderer.)
Sawed-off pumpin', dumpin'
Steadily all the way to the other side we ride,
Sherm, when I hit that corner now, niggas is 'bout to die,
Thugsta theivin' off in Cleveland,
And I couldn't sell out my ci-ty,
Murder now to come up, move,
Bone'll be bringin' that city, wit me pin me,
Nigga, this the team, by the way, don't fuck with brains,
Put in my mind all off on my murder,
Murder y'all all, and I flees the scene.
Clean, and I'm out to fade 'em.
Hey, and I'm out for money, gauged 'em,
Better pray to save 'em, but it won't do any good, now.
Bang bang, caution I lossin' me brain,
Get 'em up off the 'cane, bang,
Kill a nigga, bang,
Peel a trigger, bang,
Comin' up out to wet 'em, man.
Off with the blood,
Put 'em in the mud with a slug thug gotta get paid,
Reachin' on back as we bail to pick up me shells,
No slippin' the buck and the gauge spray,
Sawed-off on the block cocked, ready to pop ya, now,
'Cause broke gets played,
This dope get paid,
And nigga, come drop it down
Welcome to the dark side
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
Gotta give it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow
The bone in me never no ho,
So no creepin' up outta the ziplock
So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up
And flipped in, than slipped the clip in
Mistakin' the bloody victims
Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and
[Unverified]
Buck buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right back at your motherfucking ass
Comes those real true thugs
Straight out the double glock
Puttin' it down for the motherfuckin' land
Taking no shorts no losses
Puttin' it on you jealous bitch made playa hating-ass niggas
You betta tell 'em what's real bitch
Takin' ova the shit in the 9-5
I bring to you the one and only
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Nigga this St. Claire
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' them bodies undaground
It'll be all about that llelo bank roll
Betta make that money man, dead wrong
Put it on the low betta beat them hoes
Gotta get them demons off me
Creepin' up softly seepin' up through my soul
And sleepin' ain't good to go now
When I'm wll rollin' off those
And betta watch the do'
Bet I won't be slippin' sleepin'
None ah them thugs I bails wid
Put ah trail ah twelve gage shells
Bloody be smell 1-8-7 and the 2-11
12-gage and the AK-47 spray
Let the Ripster kill 'em now
Put 'em off in the grave daily
When the slugs start crawl up in ya
Well I roll wid realer niggas
Pop pop drop to the sound and to ground
Lit 'em up to kill ya
Them St. Claire thugs we love
When they pumpin' them slugs now what
See them duck from the scum
When I dug them enemies deep in the muddy drug
Don't run wid them choose snooze you lose
And left in the alley fa fucked up
What's up wid them shoes ooh they knew
So we runnin' offa my dog's truck
Bust ah left at the block and what'da ya know
All ah the po-po they follow
Cuff ah guy and see him layin' behind the store
But nigga remember my motto
No surrender, gotta get away hit the fence wid the quickness
Hit the other side and I swing to the right
Running through the gutta hit '95
Peel, bending for safety we make it and chill
Gotta make ah mil but ah nine kick off for real
Nigga drop that bill or I pop my steel
Ain't no competition don't fuck wid my clik
And so listen you bitches stay trippin' it's okay
When we stickin' and lickin' them pockets
So droppa that dolla man glocka holla bang
Thuggin' wid ah thug nigga smoking blunts
Nigga don't stiff on no weed smoke it off
'Cause nigga you know when the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah sack and come choke wid ch'all
Now you fuckin' wid these thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the land and they ready to ride
Gettin' high of thai
My niggs in the land got glocks fa days on the 9-9
Betta kill 'em all dog
Bed make as they fall wid the 12-gage you bustin' on niggas
So what now, come nigga get buck pow
And not only that get shut ta fuck down
And I'm talkin' bout niggas that wanna contend wid the thugstas
Some nigga done fucked up
Neva no playa hataz in the clik touch loud and we neva no bustaz
Neva catch ah nigga sleep
Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland dwell
Daily collectin' me mail
And I meet you in hell if all else fails oh well
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body underground
Execution double nine style
(feat. Shatasha Williams)
[Intro]
We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs (thugs thugs)
[Shatasha Williams]
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4]
[Layzie Bone]
Your feelin' the strength of the rump
Step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel
Just be thuggin, straight buzzin, lovin yo peoples cause we so real
Chill, better bring yo weapon, when steppin
Bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip
Not to mention, never knew no competition
But i gotta get mine, so scream out, mo, and let me hear ya holla
Not about that mighty dollar
Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow
Chain gang, remains the same
Flamin my dank and drinkin brew
Thinkin about hangin, clockin my bank, and thuggin trues, foo's
[Shatasha Williams]
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4]
[Wish Bone]
Get ready for the bone and the mo thug, bustas
You know me as a hustla
Try to creep and get deep, make me succeed, peep, gotta put them under
Straight jackets, gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now, bailin in my black trench vest
You gotta be down to bang bang
Come and get this teachin, ya soldiers how thugstas must slack
Me drinkin me brew till me skull crack, when we on our way back
[Shatasha Williams]
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4]
[Krayzie Bone]
Now follow me now, roll, stroll off deep in the land
Well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain (whoa)
Loc'in, steady chokin off that potent smoke
and runnin from the po-po now
Gotta get up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock
Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas
Puff, puff puff to the brain shot
Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk
Old English, really don't need it, but in case my trues wanna get drunk
They pump bone, so leave 'em alone
You don't wanna get shut down
Thug runnin the nine-quad,
and you better beleive they be wantin this thug style
So what now see the bone thug claim,
thug never gonna change, so flame up
Sit back and just smoke the same cut,
Leatherface on the creep, I came up
[Shatasha Williams]
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4]
[Bizzy Bone]
Gotta give it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow
The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin up outta the ziplock
So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up
And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims
Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and put em to rest
And, but I won't test bucks, put a hole up into me vest
And gotta get through my soul,
but they won't budge, mud, drug me victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me
Keepin' it simple, the bone in me runnin with thugs so
To the temple, buck when you duck to the thuggish ruggish T's
St. Claire P's to appeal to the G's
And a buck to all my enemies
[Shatasha Williams]
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x5]
We got Layzie and
We got Krayzie
Bizzy's in the house
Wish is in the house
And Flesh
And Tasha
Cleveland's definiteley in the house
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x6]
Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood
Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up
Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and they drop to their death
Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up
Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly shady
Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie
Nigga don't wanna fight
runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin' them thangs
Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya
Faded a nigga that stepped up. Let's slip in some shit
See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass
had to blast that click-click
Sprayed the gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave
Puttin' them souls up off in them graves
dwell in Hell, they'll all lay slayed
Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain
Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me strained, feelin' no pain
Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept
And I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin'
danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest
But you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front
Nigga check or get wrecked
Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC
Loc'd out with the khakis and high techs
Respect them St. Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man
Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game
Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's
known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage
(Off in the rag), gettin' my serve on
So, leave 'em alone. They come
They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown
Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on
You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh
I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death
Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss
and this slug snuffed up, and dumpin' the body up off in a coffin
Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em
(winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine, runnin' with thugs
And hustlas and murderin' 'em every time
Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper
reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper
Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver
When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta
Buck 'em. Buck 'em. Motherfuck 'em
Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas
So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip
When a nigga start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard
Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta
Quick to pick up the hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga
My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast
Get up with the block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash
Me can killa for free for homies and family
Tell 'em to see me, that realer nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers
It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop
Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug
You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas
Blood, me fillin' 'em ? me murder. I show no mercy
Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up
They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump
Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked
Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it
Now, nigga, it's rippin', steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click
And now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back
Tossin' the rest in a coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash
Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs
And I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves
Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come, nigga, meet my hood
And fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta
He'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump 'em, bitch
Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run
So the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be arrested
One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187
Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick up Mossberg
The quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman
That's all you heard
Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang
Right about now, Thugs-n-harmony is on a come up
So to all you bustas out there, beware
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit
Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug
Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud
With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack
And I snag my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag
ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed
Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe
I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said
"Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe
if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit
And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell"
Trail to the back with the money in the sack
Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail
Well, tickets I'm out the door
hopped in the smug, and I break fast
Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash
At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth
Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks
Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool
I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya
See, a nigga creep on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down
steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid
Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder
That'll get a nigga locked the cage
Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause
What can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit
But a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store
Select which one will I raid. Got be headin' downtown
'cause tonight's the night
Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face
so a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight
Stole two cars, and I parked one north
Parked one east for the smooth switch
When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell if a
nigga don't dwell in the same shit?
Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene
And there's no one I can spot, so I get my ass down
Looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rocl
Now I jump my ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag
And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds
Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings
And some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining
Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open
Grabbed all the money they had
And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah
Got to let my niggas check out my bag
And I got away smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned
And ain't no bullshit get brung up
That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang
Nigga that's the click on my brain, ? another victim insane
Feel the murderous nerve
this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me
Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis
Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this
Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage
Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms
It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em
Don't gimme no hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks
and I know y'all got some shit
Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin'
Ladies and babies scream onto the floor
("Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools
Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese
and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'?
Blood clot, here to be dead what one of them niggas said
Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red
One that callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness
He made out with a smooth thirty G's
So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness
So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up
good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up love to my thugs
'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up.
Shit
Nigga, it's the niggas night out tonight, nigga
Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to heaven
Keep rollin', smokin', and chokin'
Buddah lovaz
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah
I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh
Reefer really makes me happy
Hydro, me just can't let a me high go
Me smokin' upon that hydro
Me just can't let a me high go
Smo-, smo-, smokin' that hydro
won't, won't let a me high go
Water the reefer, me slaughter
Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack
A sack, a sack, a sack
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter
Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack
It grew in the water . . .
Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack
I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs
Smokin, not chokin', now what?
I'm fucked up
That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed
Keep rollin', (smokin',) and chokin'
Nothin' but the Bone in me
Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk
Box of blunts, come get drunk
Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk
Sack of skunk, come get drunk
It's sneakin' upon me
Wine
Follow me down the nine-nine
and you will find all of me kind every time
Drinkin' me wine, double your crime
When a me roll down the nine-nine
A stream of bullets and unload
With a me right way down your . . .
Buddah
Choke up with a me buddah
Smoke jump outta me buddah
Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya
Oh, that buddah in your lungs and up
That buddah fool ya
It's nothin' but the Bone in me
Hey, keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to heaven
If ya got a bag of tweed, well, blaze it with me, fool
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews
Steady be losin' me balance
It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain
Maintain, maintain
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain
Remain the same
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Hey, my nigga, we havin' a wonderful day and I won't fuck wit me, why?
'Cuz it's the 1st of tha month and now we smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin', come, come we got the blessed rum
From jumpin' all nights we high, hit up the block to where? East 99
I get wit my nigga to get me some yayo, double up nigga what you need?
We got weed to get P.O.D.'d
Fiend for the green leaves, give it up it's the foe sure you better lay low
'Cause the po, po creep when they roll slow
If you can't get away better toss that yayo, keep your bankroll
Yeah, we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high
And you better believe when it's time to grind
I'm down for mine, crime after crime fin to creep to the pad
'Cuz mom's got grub on the grill, if we got the food
You know, it's the 1st of tha month and my nigga we chills foe real
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up and I see that my sister is 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
So I be hittin' the 99 to get me a dub foe forty bucks
But ain't nobody ride that rita hop on the 10 to the click
Ready to get 'em up with a me thugs, and to cash that dum
I gotta get paid there, there holla, holla
Saint Claire 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
Hittin' that reefer hydro, you know the cut, so fuck them po, po
Toss all that yayo, and we're gonna say no runnin' through the alley
And into the melee up on the second the sundown, those run from
January, November, December, remember the 1st of tha month
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
It's tha 1st of tha month, gotta grind gotta get mine
In the hood that I claim I slang on that double 9-9
Gotta find them dubs, gonna get a forty, can a thug get love?
What's up? Try to stand on my corner nigga
You'z a gonna Saint Claire niggas don't like that
And sellin' them dummies makin' that money come back nigga get pap pap
From the 1st to the 15th niggas smoke plenty weed
But I gotta save gotta come up, put my rocks on the cut
When I get high, nigga blaze that blunt, huh
Time to roll to the pad
Count up 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 no losses
Dumpin' keepin' this niggas up off me see
Gotta search the whole block, spend a couple of bills
Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off up early mornin' stretchin'
I'm yawnin' lightweight bent chugga lugga take a fifth to the dome
Instead I kick it with my trues
But it's the 1st, so I'm getting my hustle on
Hop on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone
Wanna know did you O.G check come?
(She put me down)
I'mma hop on the bus with Biz
(Yo Brother let's get drunk)
And I'm coming with blunt after blunt of this skunk
Nigga T just put me down
Oh God, how I love when the 1st come around?
Now, I'm feelin' black and mild, headed cross town
'Cuz niggas the 1st to get celebrated
Rushin' to the block cuz I wanna get faded
Lookin' all wild cuz I'm getting me hair braided
We heavy off into this game
True to the 1st just call me that pro slang
Them nickels and dimes and 20's and 50's
The 1st be the day for the dopeman
Slangin' that cocaine fool and I'm working late tonight
And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs
'Cuz I got them rocks for them pipes, come, come with them ease
I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff
Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas
In the graveyard shift on the 1st
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
My nigga just entered your business,
so can I get a witness?
Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow
Startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up
Me buck. Me bang. Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs.
Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim.
come again, now.
They drop down,
when I'm off the block,
Fuck them cops.
Me and Krayzie
runnin' through the Boneyard, daily.
Gotta give 'em up to the glock-glock,
so I can serve me thugs and maintain.
to the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs
Long live the dope game, and it won't end ya,
as long as my niggas remember: no pretender
Get right up off the Clair, nigga, Fuck it. No surrender.
No Surrender
Not wantin' the copper to hit me a lick up,
found me a victim to stick up, pick up,
rollin' the nine-ball,slippin'
that's why me trippin'
bloody victim,
get him when the time calls, dog
Take two-eleven, bailin', thuggin', knowin' these niggas well,
then Bone's fuckin' with the hoes,
here comes them po-pos.
Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on,
Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on.
Jump outta the hottie, move me body,
hittin' them cuts and trails, runnin' like we lunatics,
gotta make it back to Hazel daily
Escape and eludin' the chase.
buckin' me gauge, so nigga, remember:
me killa, me no surrender.
Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .
Puttin' me on my knees, tellin' me move and I'm dead,
'cause I'm killin' all your bitches, turnin' them blue suits red.
And then I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that bitch up,
because I know that's where y'all bitches is bound to meet up.
Cop killas, all up in they chest, and
I know what to do with that vest, man
Twenty-two shots. I killa.
You don't wanna fuck with Bone, nigga.
And it really ain't shit to pull a trigger on a copper,
'cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down,
'cause I'm goin' down poppin, so motherfuck all coppers,
Let me catch you slippin', nigga, bet I pop ya.
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop
Ya better believe it's judgement day.
So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air.
Now kill 'em, kill 'em copper, like ya just don't care.
When they come, they come creepin'
Me peepin'
Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin'
put 'em in deep in gutters. Me keepin'
'til a me rich and gotta get mine, everytime
This'll be over in nine nine.
so, nigga, get down for the crime,
gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line
fuckin' with thugs
when I be slangin' my drugs,
tryin' to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta rip them guts,
and lay your head in blood.
Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a nigga.
Bitch, remember: me killa. Me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Nigga, me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Don't make me put one in ya.
Me no surrender. Don't make me put one in ya.
Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest
What you are about to hear will portray
The image of a young black male living everyday life
In the ghetto today
So Bone, drop dat
(You know what?) Live like a hustla
'Cause I ain't with bein' broke
I'm rollin' dope, and I'm bound to let the gun smoke
I'm gettin' richer everyday because
I'm selling crack, and, yo, police ain't jack
So I just wait to pull the trigger back
I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide
I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine
So how you figure you're gettin' up around the Bone?
You try to gank, you catch some blows to your damn dome
Don't take no shorts, that's why I'm climbin' to the top
And everyday I sell a thousand dollars worth of rocks
Yo, ain't it funny the way the Bone will make his money
And won't get caught because the cops
To me ain't nothin' but dummies?
So what you need? I'm servin'
Everything is straight. I mean it's great
And now I'm rollin' heavyweight
And coppers hate to see me come up off the 'cane
And makin' ends to Biz is like (just) an everyday thang
Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest
I hit the floor
And now I'm lookin' for my khaki pants
I looked around and couldn't find 'em
So I put on Stan's
And then I headed to the closet for my Fila shoes
They lookin' hit 'cause I was runnin'
From the biggy-blues (siren)
That's when I headed out the hizzy
And jumped in the smug
And put my skully on my head
And now I'm lookin thug
Car souped up
Posse seven deep
Now we gettin loose
Well since we posse'd up
We might as well go get the brews
I bust a u-turn on the Clair
So we can rush the store
We need a case, or maybe two
Or maybe three or four
Pay for the brews, up in the smug
And now we getting
I be like, "Word up cuz,"
Brushin' on my peach fuzz
Looked for the party
Cause there's lots of women to be grabbin'
We went on ? to the one Ali was havin'
We stepped up in it, pumped as hell
And yo it wasn't lame
And gettin' brewed to Layzie Bone
Is just an everyday thang
Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest
Load up the pistol, ask Layzie for a couple clips
And get the twelve-gauge, cause I got another lick
Round up the posse, call up James, Wish
And double-Zs, my nigga Tone, ?
You know we scorin' keys
I heard the dread's sellin' some dope
It's comin off the lake, down at the dock
And yo, it 'posed to be at eight
So hurry up, we getting paid, no matter what the cost
And since they thinkin' they all that
They gotta take a loss
They can't hang with the Bones
Get it in your head, forget a dread
I'm leavin' all those suckas dead
We on the scene, I must admit, Hoop Phi's drunk
They started slamin' those dreads like a power dunk
I mean, blastin' and crashin', K-Bone is the assassin
I started sprayin', and count out caskets
We got the dope, and we got rich
But yo, we still the same, and it'll never change
'Cause it's an everyday thang
Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest
Call up your posse, chump, and yo
And you will never win it
Because my organization, see
We got fifty million niggas in it
You wanna scrap? Come on, let's do it
We can get it done
It's kinda funny plus I'll show you that
I'm not the one (I ain't the one)
You stupid bro, now what you ball up your fist for?
Make you think we was buckin'
And capped you down with my pistol
A dirty move, yo, Layzie had the sucka fooled
Yeah, it was cool. They shoulda had the boy schooled
You messin'with a brotha, Bone. Yes it's good to go
I beat on niggas everyday, so, yo, I'm not a ho
So gimme P's if you see me walkin' down the street
Because I can't be beat, known for breakin' niggas teeth
I'm droppin B's, and you never catch me chill and calm
I hang with Vicki when I wanna drop the damn bomb
See all my fellas, and even the Bone
We is insane, and throwin' blows on foes
Is just an everyday thang
Yeah, Layzie Bone up in the house
You know what I'm sayin?
I gotta give some P's up to my homies
That's still doin them everyday thangs with me
I gotta say what's up to my brother Stan Howse
Vicki da Bomb, Wish Bone, Bizzy Bone
And Krayzie Bone, my boy Tony Tone, Old Mo
And the troublemakers in the house
For these funky productions, and yo
K-Chill's in the house, too, so bus tickets, G
Bone enterprise orignization
Playas of the nation
So pass the pussy on the left hand side, right
Jump up on the Bones dick and ride
Pass the pussy on the left hand side
Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Pussies like a joint me hit the shit and then I pass it
No time to love a bitch cause me a crazy assassin
Hoes don't try to front cause you just can't fight the feelin
So kiss the def dick, Layzie tell em how you livin
Layzie Bone is a nigga spittin game just like a playa
I staright approach a bitch, and tell the ho to suck my dick
So come quick, and wrap ya mouth around my dick just like a glover
I tell a ho true nigga, I ain't no lover
So skip that lovey-duby, ain't no need for gettin mushy
So come on, come, come on, come, on gimme that pussy, bitch
And if you trip then you know we true dealin
Cause when I get that feelinnn, I want sexualll healinnnn
Yeah, them stupid ass hos be passin up they
Oppurtunity I tell you one time exactly what you can do to me
Just lick out my ass and suck my dick until I cum
I'll pull it out ya mouth, and draw a map of where i'm from
Wit my nut in my face so you can tell that I done hit it
To kiss the def dick, and Layzie Bone is bus tickets
My laziness yo, is not in a sex trick
And if ya dicks up, you'll proably be the next
To get the def dick
Pass the pussy on the left hand side
Pass the pussy on the left hand side
But me lick no clit
Me never suck it cause you know its not me style
But I'll give the dick
Me like to fuck it cause it make me worth my while
Pussys like a joint me hit the shit and then I pass it
No time to love a bitch cause me a crazy assasin
Ho don't try to front cause you just can't fight the feelin
So kiss the def dick, Bizzy tell em how you livin
Since your on that, bitches talk, I take it easy
But once the lights hit, Bizzy Bone gets sleasy
I kissin on they neck, fuck it move down to the tit
My lips won't go no further cause from then I'll miss the dick
Of course I like a pussy when its gushy, and all wet
I'm done to bang that apple pie for hours then I jet
I'll never buy them prostitutes when I stand
I hate them baldhead bitches wit no finger nails on they hand
SOOO, please don't scratch my back
No hickeys after we fuck, fuck, fuck
Cause if you do then you'll be messin me game up
Ho, I ain't the one, so now you know how its done
Not down wit relationships, just down for the hit and run
So they're for come do me if you got titties and butt
And you'll enjoy the fuck, it takes a while 'fore I nut
See left this dick homie, and I can't eat clit
So this the muthafuckin, ever fuckin
Get the, get the, get the def dick
Well I'ma two timin ho, gave on this little G, oh
I'll snatch yo bitch out the open
And take her staright to the mo'
See bitch get ready for the stickin
Cause if fuckin bitches, and sluts, tramps, and hos
Cause thats the way that pimp shit goes
And once the def dicks on the loose
So bitch you can't escape
So hold this feelin, cause if you don't, i'm thinkin rape
Krayzie Bone is the member of the def dick crew
Ayo Bone, lets tell these niggas what we want em to do
Now just point ya dicks in the air
And bitches grab em like you just don't care
And if you niggas get pussy, and y'all don't need to jack off
Then all you niggas say, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
And ya don't stop, I keep on bangin the hos
Cause Krayzie Bone is not a faggot
I need me some pussy, and plus my crew is gotta have it
I gotta bust a nut real quick bitch
So hurry up and put ya lips up on the def dick
We know we staright take a ho, staright to the mo'
And say we Bone we know the place to go
Now I say, now I say, now I say now
Me like the pussy, me like the pussy, hey
Me like the pussy, me like the pussy, hey
I said now, cum, now cum, and make me cum
I say now cum, cum, cum, and make me cum
Yeah, Krayzie Bones in the house
It's all because of brew
I'm feelin fresh and new
I bless a forty a day
So now I never have to have another sober day
When blessin' 40's I'm a pro
I just thought I'd let you know
You Can't take my brew away from me...
I down my 40 kinda slow; I like to savor it
And while the niggas try to down it
I like to save my shit
See, brew's a must to me, so put your trust in me
Yeah, I'm a stone-cold alcoholic for eternity
If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig
If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig
If you're an alchy and you know it
Takin' a swig will surely show it
If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig
Now take a muthafuckin' gulp for the Bones, swig it
Hog it, dog it, or just leave that shit alone
I gotta get my buzz on: Olde, Gold, P.M., and Ides
I dip the joint into the brew so I can get high
And well, ya know what they say
I need a swig a day with ?
Down with the brew-swiggers, yeah
We all in the house, and all them real niggas
We bless da 40 ounce! Gotta bless my 40
Or my crew will put me out
My name is Bizzy Bone, I gotta bless da 40 ounce
Who's next to bless da forty?
I don't wanna put you out
So, Krayzie Bone, bless da 40 ounce!
Now, I'm takin a sip - Now I'm takin' a sip
Pass the 40, back the fuck up, bitch
You think I spent 2 dollars just to let you slop in my shit?!
And niggas swore I be stiffin', but niggas
Shit you knew the toll is 25 cents for you to swig my brew
I got influenced by foam because it gets me pumped to get a 40
'Cause they love it when me pissy drunk
Yeah, my bitches be trippin' to see the film of my brew, shit
See what I'm a do, is, get rid of you, bitch
I got back to the store to get the St. Ides
I dip the joint into my brew so I can get high
Yeah, I do 'cause I like to get silly wit it
And since I drink St. Ides, yo
A nigga get religious with it
I want short, talls, 40s, and them 64s
I gotta get drunk because I love calling bitches hoes
Drunker than a bitch is how you see me
So nigga (praise the what?) the fuckin' 40 O-Z
I gotta bless my 40 or my crew will put me out
My name is Krayzie Bone
I gotta bless da 40 ounce
Who's next to bless da 40?
I don't wanna put you out
So yo, Wish Bone, my nigga, bless da 40 ounce!
Bone's gettin' drunk and freakin' hoes
I'm chillin' with my niggas as I bless my forty O's
I'm poppin' off the cap, I down my shit and act a fool
You know we always brewed in the morning just for school
And if you have a party with the drink we hit it first, G
I knew I was a drunk when double-A couldn't help me, yeah
Niggas be trippin', ain't gave a sip, but they want a sip
Well, fuck that freebie shit;
You ain't got no money
you broke bitch!
The Bone works hard to get brewed all day
And we don't give a fuck about what sober niggas say
I stumbled into the house and people ask why
I dip the joint into the brew, so I can get high
My nigga Krayzie Bone hooked me with that bomb bud
Now roll me up a huddah, I'm about to hit the bud
Cuz, you know a friend with weed is a friend indeed
But a friend without a doubt is the one that bless da 40 ounce
Gotta bless my 40 or my crew will put me out
My name is Wish Bone; I gotta bless da 40 ounce
Who's next to bless da 40?
I don't wanna put you out
So Layzie Bone, bless da 40 ounce!
Straight from the muthafuckin thieve land
Where you cop a 40 (you want a 40?)
Ounce for a dollar ninety, even
And drink a brew, I'll be a true nut and a alcoholic
You gotta problem, I gotta problem
But my brew will solve it
Don't try to stop me; I get drunk than a skunk
'Cause I be rollin with the brew in the trunk
So, now you know that I be way past tipsy
Because my lips be steady takin sips, G
So many sips that I be drinkin' till my sud's gone
Because the Bones love to get they buzz on
And I'm a show you how to bless it like this
Hit to the bottom, to the top, and a smooth twist
Now check this: I'm a drink it 'til a nigga die
I dip the joint into the brew so I can get high and higher
Now I's think it's time a nigga announce that all day
Everyday, we just be blessin' da 40 ounce
Gotta drink da 40 or my crew will put me out
My name is Layzie Bone, so I'm'a bless da 40 ounce
Who's next to bless da 40?
I don't wanna put you out
[Bone]
Stop, everybody, what's that sound
AK-47, so ya better hit the ground
Stop, everybody, what's that sound
AK-47, so get the fuck down!
[Layzie]
Well it's the #1 Assassin
Provin' a point to many people
Some claim to be assassins
But to Bone there is no equal
And Bone will stand alone
And buck down any other sucka
Me quick to pull me gun
And straight up kill that muthafucka
You never can know when Bone'll
Commit the one eighty-seven
'Cause all I can see is cockin'
The nine and sendin' you straight to Heaven
You're dead on the dot, so fuck a blood clot
You know I'm expectin' to win this
So give 'em up, chump. I beatin' you down
To survive, survival of the fittest
No one can last. I'm beatin' your ass
I'm quicker to blast. I'm keepin'
The cash including the stash
So I will be killing you quick in a flash, come down
And it's a shame how I will kill without hesitation
Me load me clip, me fingers slip
Now that's the assassination
So pick up the body and tie it to bricks
Go dump it in the river
I'm letting you know that Bone is no ho
You never catch me shiver
So, don't try to trip, you're getting a blast
Some shit that's everlasting
You had a run-in, and now you're done-in by the #1 Assassin
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Now see me hypin' 'em up and strikin' 'em
Keepin 'them doper than the rest
'Cause Layzie Bone is an assassin
Puttin' a bullet to your chest
You're caught. Me watch ya bleed
Now you may say that me sick
If you a bitch, me slap you down
And fuck you up with the dick
Because the villainous killer
I'm chillin' now with your girl on me dick, uh
The slimmer the nigga the quicker
The trigger unloads on your shit
'Cause I be hype when I'm on the set
Squeezin' the trigger, then me break
It's murder she wrote, the reason me broke
So please don't test me fate
Layzie Bone will pull me gun, don't consider it strange
That reggae man who's on the scene
With the mind that's deranged, uh
The shit that me be doin' is like far beyond the usual
Rockin the mic or takin' a life
I still kick funky musical
Bone will grab a bitch and bone
That bitch till she bleeds, uh
The weapon is kept in up in me pants
Me givin' her what she needs
For y'all niggas on me dick
Me will be buck buck buck buck blastin'
'Cause Layzie Bone is the #1 Assassin
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Now Layzie Bone is comin' again
Me smokin' them niggas like dope
And when me load me clip it's like (imitates gun noise)
Me swift you slit your tongue, me lickin' a lyrics when me drunk
Buck you down with me handgun, then me goin'
In me trunk for me pump for that redneck copper always on me dick
So me forced to grab the pump and let the fucker go click
So me peelin' off his cap 'cause I'm not down for goin' to prison
Me poprrring the clip, 'cause it's a bullet that me give 'em
Me poprrr his head to keep him dead to keep 'em off me back
Me set it off, count the money in stacks 'cause Bone is here to attack
Me stumbled around, me fumbled around, to keep it at a flow
Me kickin' ass. You feel me blast from me forty-fo
But don't you fuck with me 'cause Tony Tone got me back
And Krayzie Bone is steppin' in with the ultimate jackin'
With the AK-47, Wish is buck buck buck buck blastin'
'Cause Layzie Bone is the #1 Assassin
[Chorus]
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Oh yo yo yo yo yo yo
Me take a puff and then me watch for the po-po
That's 'cause me wantin no encounter with the 5-0
Smoke, smoke, smoke, until you choke
I'm gettin a buzz, and buyin' the grub
I'm goin broke for the good thai
So, nigga, just pass me the bud
I'm a fiend for the green leaves
Yeah I got the cheese, G's
I need some weed, so pass me the trees, please
Now roll a huddha, 'cause it'll surely do ya
You say that weed ain't doin' shit
Don't let the buddah fool ya
Now, Krayzie Bone is rollin' a huddah
I pick it up, take a puff, and then me drop
Me smokin' the dank, me smokin' the pot
Me smokin' the sess, but never the rock
And every ten dollars I get
I'm goin to purchase a sack, and then I kick back
I'm keepin' that one to myself to roll up a fat spliff
And then I relax
I never knew no one who smoke up a fifty-sack like me
And yes, me need some weed, and, why?
'Cause we be fiendin'
Me smokin' 'em up, me smokin' 'em up
'Cause me be schemin'
Me takin' a puff, me rough
And tough enough when me be fiendin'
Me smoke and choke
Been hopin' it goin' straight to the chest
Because the monkey paw
The sess'll get that mind buddah blessed
So me hit, and then me cough
And then me start to be dreamin'
Me want it more, we want it more
Cause me be fiendin'
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Oh yo yo yo yo yo yo
Me take a puff and then me watch for they po-po
"bone"
"New millenium Bone, Thugs...and Harmony"
"It don't stop"
"The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turn it out)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turnin' this thing out)
Wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone)
And wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H-U-G music plays on, plays on)
It don't stop (it don't stop) while my thug music plays on
It won't stop, they wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone)
They wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H-U-G music plays on, plays on)
It won't stop, thug music plays on (plays on)
I wanna holla, I need to talk to the world
The system haters, even though sometimes we tend to do right
Well look at the news, previews of all of our troubles in life
If it ain't one thing, its another
They keep a composite of undercover
Really kind of disturbed us
They tryin to make people think that we bone thugs don't know what we do (cool)
We let 'em think that we playin the heat
And celebratin Eazy's victory, blowin my week
And well it ain't that easy, being Krayzie Bone
Temptations battlin' and persuations rattlin' my brain
Won't go insane i'm thinkin thats why they callin' me Krayzie
cuz I still maintain (still maintain)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (we turn it out)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (we turn it out)
They probably thought that we would fall off
Be comin up missing in this rap game
After 30 million records and 7 years, ain't nothin' changed
(ain't nothin changed) And everybody wanna be like the Bone
And you can put yer radio on without you hearin' our flows
Ten toasts, to the earth
Match for everyhting its worth, til im dead and in the dirt
I'll be up there puttin in work, until it hurt (until it hurt)
It be me and my niggas
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh, my niggas (Wish: my niggas)
We gon' ride for the niggas that didn't make it to see
The way we, do this here, Tomb Stone and Eazy E
While we ride, Niggas is probably thinkin' we nutz
Like this mission gonna self-destruct
Come again, you got us fucked up
I'm a thug by nature, gettin this paper be the reason
That these hustlers out of Cleveland
On the come up daily creepin
Nigga believe me, we in the house
And every time I puts it down, we turns it out
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (we turn it out)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (out out out)
You know and I know they thought it would take us no where
But look at 'em thugs now we on the top, we took it right there
Thugs got what you want (want), we came for the music
we can always pop that trunk, (pump)
Everywhere we go (go), and everywhere we be (be)
Everybody recognize that B-O-N-E, man
I ain't braggin'
Man, my life's a blessin'
Lord, please hear me now, don't take it away now I learned my lesson
You can stop the hatin', but that thugster music plays on (plays on)
You can count on Bone to come and rock it till we dead gone
I know we spit that shit, and some don't like it
But bone just keepin' it real
Wrong is wrong, right is right
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turn it out)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turnin' this thing out)
Wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone)
And wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H-U-G music plays on)
It don't stop (it don't stop) while my thug music plays on
It won't stop, they wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone)
They wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H-U-G music plays on)
It won't stop, thug music plays on
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turn it out)
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
The thugs is in the house, (we turnin' this thing out)
[Krayzie Bone]
Hey young thugs, the world is yours
The world, the world, the world is yours
[Chorus: Krayzie (Bizzy)]
Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my young thugs
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my young thugs
Young thugs, my young thugs (y'all near the end, y'all near the end)
[Krayzie Bone]
Standin outside is a broken thug (that's me)
Who don't wanna go home (no)
Rather stand here frozen up
Hangin out in the cold, zero below
Tryin to find a soul
Before the mind is gone
Tryin to find that God and roll
And keep rollin on
On, on, on, rollin on
You better keep rollin on
On, on, on, rollin on
You better keep rollin on
[Wish Bone]
Every time I look into the mirror get to thinkin I'm wrong
Cause I thug, I thug
All I see lookin back is a thug and I know I did wrong
Young thug, young thug (uh)
It's amazin how we get them second chances and he let us live on
All thugs, all thugs
T-H-U-G, is all I wanna be
All my little thugs is really thuggin with me
I really don't get it straight from poverty, they broken no more!
You really need to stop because you know them Thugs is gonna live on!
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
See baby got it goin on
But she was born in a fucked up home
And ain't nobody feelin her, momma seem to be stuck on niggaz
that'll beat us every time she's gone
And ain't nobody real as her, here we go again
There he go again, I don't wanna be here no more
Now I'm havin a baby, only nigga that held me
You don't have to tell me - he went crazy and he left ya
Yeah that nigga went crazy, but I thank him for the love
That's all I've got (what)
Baby got it goin on, 19, nail shop
Bail drop, bling watch, talent fulfilled
Hoops in with the hair all prepped and propped
Don't give a fuck about a nigga now (I don't care)
And the shit don't stop, yeah
'Til the casket drops, yeah
I'm all that I got, got, got
[Layzie Bone]
Once upon a time there was a little young nigga runnin wild and smokin weed
And if you was lookin for whatever, he can get you what you need
Down Thuggsta with some problems, nobody never seem to spot him
One day somebody shot him, and the drama got started
Now his momma's on the pipe and bigger brother's in jail
Nigga go on and cop a seat, I got a story to tell
See, first he was just chillin then his belly got hungry
Everybody in the family out for self, ain't got no money
So what's a young thug to do now? (and do now)
Ain't nothin to do but hit the streets
and get some heat and put the rules down
That's what he get, lil' hustler off to the races
Tryin to win it while he in it, actin bad and catchin cases
Before he knew it he was in too deep
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, he was in too deep
He coulda, changed his life, but no he didn't
Now the little nigga layin dead in the grave still not listenin
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone - over Chorus]
If I could teach the world to be
A Thug in perfect Harmony
If I could teach the world to be
Ooooooooooooo....killa
If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when you come just bring your guns witcha
If your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same
Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one on the Clair my glock glock
Mo thugs whats up nigga get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch
Nigga don't test my hood
A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga
Diggin' a ditch, puttin' a bitch
And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with
Them niggas off the 9 9
The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair
Mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya
For actin' like somebody never told ya
So off we go, to the bloody row
Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine shot
Givin' props to the double glock
Pump pump when I let my shell down
Hit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash
Ya reach for the gauge and mash
Yell out 187 and blast
Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked
You feelin' up right for the bone yard
Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift
Then comin' up blow your whole card, bitch
Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them chop chop's
We rippin' them guts with buck shotz, pop pop
You better be ready for this thug style
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Flesh with them wicked now
We straight up the glock glock
Well don't get your wig's split now
East 99 follow me down the strip as we trip to the darkside
Betta grab your pop, niggas be
Trippin' and flippin' as soon they get out
187 you're caught in a murder
Niggas up to no good
Uh oh, fuck no
They never could fuck with a thug ho
Pop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock
Nuthin but them killas, straight up thuggas
Rippin bucks up bloody clothes
Gaugin' bloody watch this nickle trippin' shot and fuck 'em down
Buckin' them coppas down
Round after round after round
Bloody bodies badges spread out on the ground
Ain't no sound, just them demons screamin' rest in peace
I guess you got ta suffer
Ready to pip hollow point tip, got your wig split
They made your body
Once you hunt my victims on a mission
Flippin' livin' on a darker side
Creepin' on your homicide
Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by,
Boogie Nikke's on a night ride
Thuggin through my thuggish ass hood at night, with my pipe
Thuggin down the double glock
Tryin' to get my serve on
Watchin' my back while six-five try to roll on
But one to the suckas head and two up in his body
Now peep my creep I eat the reefer smoke all up inside me
We jumpin' up rough from the hood
We bailin' we thuggin' we lookin' like crooks
Could tell we be fatal, ready to roll
Know we willing and able
Rollin' with Ruthless bitch betta check my label
Murda dem, never come again
When the scandalous niggas set up
Bloody nigga trues be on my level
Eighty eight and ten five is the soldiers ghetto
Nigga don't take the wrong turn
or you will enter the hood and were spittin
so cover your dome
At a cut where the thugs and hustlas roam
Cleveland Browns
Dogg Pound hoes, it's on
Let's begin in the mix, of a Clair player
You're liable to get your wigs split and dumped in a ditch bitch
Cause them thugs, sendin' them slugs
Leavin' em off in the cut in a puddle of blood say what
Don't make me go in my trench
Nigga ya got me bent
All fucked up,your luck's up, you gotta get sent
To your gravesite as John Doe for fuckin wit those...
It's them thugs runnin' amuck,
on none but a slug all up in the territory
Never divide, go nationwide with the buck buck
So where you at where you at
I'm strapped and ready ta snap n yank a nigga's neck back
puttin em Koolaid hats
In ta the graveyard
Pumped up betta get down
Thugs'll be glad ta tear around
Foe sombody gets fucked
Ya still don't want some bitch but what the muthafuck I wanna
Wham ya wit a tec-9
Now bitch press yo luck
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya
You know we know, you don't wanna roll
Cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah
Right off the jump, ooh, now I gots to let you know
When you see me runnin' rollin' with them big shotguns,
And we deep when we creep, never sleepin'
And we droppin' them whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb
Now, that you know like that
These niggas come around, they don't know how to act
In fact, I'm at the track in the back
With a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good
Red Dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that
Bang or slang, now bail on over to your thugs
So me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade
We straight, get high, so high,
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay
Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation
But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11,
.357 Automatic weapons from my shelf
These niggas wanna take my health and wealth
Check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win
You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen
Now we in a red 500 Benz-o, we roll, roll
Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock
Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real
Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all
They fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah
Niggas they get it then pissed off
And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers
They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh
We got something to put you back into your truck quick
Hey, that four-four magnum, gon' handle em'
Ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat
Execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth
You plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me
My nigga, we know what ya thinkin'
Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me
I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit
That be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin'
What have I got to make sure they lit him up good
And you can still find me, where (You know we no bullshit)
East 99, drug dealers and po-po, yeah that's St. Clair
Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland
You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'
If somebody got beef, we got millions done made
I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga
We comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me
(Any bodies) All those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room
If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n,
And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet
I get plots on the riot riot bang
That's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man
Sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more
You havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body
Smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high.
Come on, come on, don't be shy
Let's get high
We got that herb
If you want some, want some
We got weed indeed, you need some, need some
Ah, yeah I know this just might sound crazy
But lately gotta roll with my gun
Cause the haters they hate me
Wanna hurt that nigga, Bone, niggas somehow, someway get paid
And quit playa hatin'
That buck to the bang, everything I got, I got 'cause we rhyme
Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time
And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you
So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown
Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey
Blowin' up your face with your pistols
And get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang
Nigga wanna roll with Bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool
Don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang
All up in that body, got him, got him
We won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time
I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine
Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you loss
And make it look to floss
Let there be coffins for all of your offspring
Now let there be coffins for all of your offspring
For the police on the corner, creepin' up
Here come them soldiers pullin' up
Better watch one of them St. Clair niggas
Put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya
Really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit
You runnin' with a gang of bitches for you
Ready when I'm ready to do it you
It in my thang but a buck, buck is small change
It's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin'
And the Bizzy maintain, nigga this the North Coast homie
That city where the St. Clair niggas sell dope
I hear police roll deep in the set, see none of us scared
And we show that it's on, bitch, bang
You feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch
I done put it down with my click, and stood on my own,
And kill flesh and I rest on the nine
I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs
And em' all niggas been anxious lil' Bizzy, but it's all good
I still ball, and I know when ya roll
I'm snatchin' your souls with the Bone
We can show it, and since I'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer
My niggas, I figured I'd let 'em all know it
Playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think I'm scared
Featuring: Jay Rush, Life Jennings
They don't wanna see me shine
Don't wanna see me shine
Don't wanna see me fly
Don't wanna see me ride
They don't wanna see me shine
Don't wanna see me shine
Don't wanna see me fly
Don't wanna see me ride
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
As long as I'm alive, no hater gon' never stop my drive
I get it and make it multiply, anything else is suicide
Enemy of the world, that's I energy of an eagle eye
See no evil and I hear no lie, niggas don't wanna see me fly
Higher than a rocket ship, life is not rocket science
Every day is documented, all of my time is occupied
I'm gon' grind and I'm gon' shine, ballin' 'til the end of time
Hate on me and it's all fine, you just ain't no friend of mine
I'm tryin' to focus on bigger and better things
With so many odds against me, I had to step up my game
Imagine problems with crooked coppers
Why they wanna go there? Tried to pop me, lock me
But couldn't knock me off my square
I'm not surprised, you haters wanted to see
Flesh stretched out without my thugs, one steady stressin' out
But we doin' our own thing, the Bone thing
You suckas fail every time tryin' to stop my shine
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
Stay away, fade away, playa hater
Stay away, fade away, playa hater
I need you to stay away, fade away, playa hater
Stay away, fade away, playa hater
Twenty four seven grindin', tryin' to get my shine on
That don't give 'em a reason to hate me, hate me, hate me
But I know my mind's strong, none of you suckas can break me
Ha, nothin' can save ya now, they caught the Krayzie vapors
Stay away, fade away, playa hater
There's really no need to be crowdin' me
'Cause I can't deal with you haters surroundin' me, houndin' me
Tryin' to get my paper, hard to keep my faith up
It's time for me to raise up and do this sucker shake up
True T-H-U-G's and we come to kill you, kill you, kill you
I think they might be scared to let me shine
'Cause I'm a righteous playa, I'm a righteous playa
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna
They don't wanna see me shine)
See me, stack your paper, they hate my grind
Catch me, push that's why I got my swagga down
But never slip in, the clip in, I know they want my life
Any weakness, not here, they know that Wish gon' ride
Hit the streets with that better love
Watch out if you kiss and tell, you know not to show 'em love
It's just that they talk too much, they never know who to trust
And just when you get enough, a target you will become
That's just the hater way
It's the devil's perpetuation, tryin' to make my innocence
It's my retaliation, I don't need no ignorance
I'm standing against this army with Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Harmony
Danger is just a part of me, like it's stuck in my arteries
These poor playa haters are the motivators but I get my paper, paper
Same rappers that hate us call for verses so we can take from them
Critics, we can't escape for them, don't you think too much Hennessy
Ain't no time for to be slippin', we the world's worst enemy
(I just got to know)
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
(They don't wanna see me shine, they don't wanna see me shine)
Why they gotta hate? Steady hatin' mine
(I just gotta know)
Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side
They don't wanna see me shine
(They don't wanna see me shine, they don't wanna see me shine)
So many people said we wouldn't take it
So many people said we couldn't make it
So I made it up in my mind
(So I made up in my mind I'll take it)
So I made it up in my grind
(So I made up my mind I'll take it)
I just gotta know, I just need to know
(While you keep hating, I'ma keep shining)
I just gotta know
(While you keep hating)
I just gotta know
(I'ma keep shining)
Why they wanna hate on me?
(While you keep hating)
Why they wanna steal my shine?
(I'ma keep shining)
Why they wanna hate on me?
(While you keep hating)
Why they wanna steal my shine?
(I'ma keep shining)
I just gotta know
(While you keep hating)
I just gotta know
(I'ma keep shining)
I just gotta know
(While you keep hating)
I just gotta know
(I'ma keep shining)
See me shine
(While you keep hating)
See me shine
(I'ma keep shining)
Oh, see me shine
(While you keep hating)
Oh, see me shine
(I'ma keep shining)
Yeah
(I'ma keep shining, I'ma keep shining)
They don't wanna see me shine
(I'ma keep shining, I'ma keep shining)
(Bizzy)
Yeah, Daddy's the crackhead
Mama's just lookin' for love
Marijuana, weedman, little thug
We don't call him Steven
Breathin' in the garden of Eden
Eve was corrupted body combusted from the blaze,
Cleveland ain't give me nothin' but game
Goin' insane and It's rainin' bloody murder, murder
Chillin' in the gun range servin' on the corner, corner, chop, chop
Watch for the po po, drop top switches on the lo-lo,
Your skinny nigga with the fo-fo
Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City
Elevation say they ain't gonna dodge Bizzy like my kin folk
In the lock down love I don't even budge
Cause I don't know you
And I'm sure to get my thug on, ho
Who that baby's daddy, daddy is beatin' your nigga
Where his Caddy at?
He probably mad in fact don't panic
Profanity I'm schitzophrenic
How do we manage so frantic and calm
With the bombay sneakin' on me, baby
(Chorus)
In the battle zone, battle zone
Y'all near the end, y'all near the end, y'all near the end
In the battle zone, battle zone
Y'all near the end, y'all near the end
When I bust ‘em on down
In the battle zone, battle zone
When I bust ‘em on down
When I bust ‘em on down
In the battle zone, battle zone
Y'all near the end, y'all near the end
When I bust ‘em on down
(Bizzy)
Little Layzie feelin' the Quija shit it ain't easy
Niggas beneath me tryin' to deceive me
Wanna defeat me please not even these could keep me
All on the wave length buck to the bang
Why they gotta stay and make me faint?
War paint, walk the plank
Fuck the bass smokin' hay
Me, I ain't no joke
And then some more dope then you'd ever know
E-I-L-O, hello
When I'm all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go
Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no
Draped in Versace got me on lock
Did they rock the bells and play
Straight from the glock, glock love block later tears away
And consequences got me drinkin' free, yes i'll pay
And that's a pain ‘cause I was stuck in a rutt, you'd say
How do we stay in the war zone
Bizzy Bone, gotta phone and then lay on the floor gone, goin' on
Probably know we read
It's hard to be in Bone here we are
In and out your car, and calm
Call me in the 7th song
Regime, you can't get in the battle zone
(Chorus)
(Bizzy)
I see no black queen, nigga searched it
Then your other boys cursed the term
Run up your weave with one hand
I don't show no mercy
Of course!
Who the fuck is a six, six, six, seven make the mayhem
Start blastin' on you, bitch
I come relentless where your killas at?
Posted up both of my henchmen
Remember then, Twista when you wasn't aluminum foil
Strive to strike gold
And it might go slightly less dissin' the loyal
Money say I'm the royalty
Helter Skelter on Speedknots
Oh, you got lots of shit to say
You better respect me, mothafucka!
Seance and they knock me off with the Valium
Buy your bitch from my madallions
While my posse scopin' you ho's
Slide my Mazarati to that slick bitch
Yeah that trick bitch
I'm ruthless, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, sign who?
Get at ‘em, nigga!
(Chorus)
(Bizzy)
We got it jumpin' like peanuts
Get up and see us
Fuck with the words to the song all night long
Baby, believe us damn my man keep bumpin' my back
Get you some rhythm, musta just got outta prison
Skippin' the kid but you with him
Hey girl
[Chorus]
You got my back you showed me that.
every time i close my eyes
Said you there you there
You be the one to help me wake up
Watch all the snakes and all the fakes.
every time i close my eyes
Said you there you there
You still there watchin all these haters.
You got my back you showed me that.
every time i close my eyes
Said you there you there
You be the one to help me wake up
Won't hold me down and thats a fact
every time i close my eyes
Said you there you there
You still there watchin all them haters.
[Krayzie]
When I'm sleepin these niggas be creeping
sceamin' spend a lot of times you peeped 'em
seen 'em when I was day dreamin niggas stay screamin
some of your friends intend to just demon
Niggas befriend in me simply because they think I'm rich
and they try to get in where they fitin in trip
they try to Take my kindness for weakness
even if I slip up you bring up the real quick
just like mama used to say
don't let them nothing ass niggas block your way
cuz every body ain't your friend
a lot of these niggas just fake pretend
and they'll bring you to an end
so thats why I loved you for lovin me back
I never worried bout the real cuz I know
what its got but i kno wut they not
you the reason I'm cool when shit get hot
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Yea, I can admit it
if it wasn't for you
then I would still be
out here livin' wreckless,
so I respect it,
when you see the drama you check it
I got your back theres no question,
you such a blessin, so helpin
I call you my secret weapon,
Girl, you can spot these blanks
from a mile away these fake smiles
they can keep on steppin.
You the best in the business,
investigatin', on point,
when I'm stackin my bread,
For real you can see the whole field.
You the eyes in the back of my Head.
And I know get stubborn some times,
and I don't wanna listen,
but this is the truth
this rhyme that I'm writin here got me excited
cuz this dedicated to you.
[Chorus]
[Wish]
Not only is the lovin good,
but you hold me down
like a real woman should.
Can't nobody do it like you
thats why beside me
its always gonna be you.
I really do would do it do it
anything yes fo'ya fo'ya
not on that level won't nothin
ever get in between us never.
You was here before I had any paper
so I know whats yours and chances are lady
lady if I had to do it all again, I'd chose you
I ain't shit with out my best friend
my better half, remember when we said
that it wouldn't last.
We done made it down that road,
and everybody knows its forever and ever.
World war.
This is combat. I don't think these niggas really know. This shit is for
real--this is not a game. So all my real muthafuckin' thugs get the fuck up, and put your guns in the muthafuckin' air, and bust the muthafuckas like you just don't care, and fuck the muthafuckin' police, and kill all the muthafuckin' enemies!
Nigga, come a little closer let me show you a ho. What's up bitch? We can roll. Anybody wanna fuck with me? 'Cause I'm down to fuck back with you. What you wanna do, huh, huh? You say wanna fight us, come fight us. We do it 'cause its real--fuck a title. It's all about survival, dedicate it to my rivals. And you could die a ho. What they talk about? Bone Thugs ran? Nigga, we never ever run from no man, and fear none.
If you see their click, then niggas, get the big guns. Pop one, split 'em up. Bet the bitch run. He said he came to get some; nigga, he ain't really want none. Don't let them suckas fool ya. Bustas won't do too much [Nigga ain't really want none.]. I'll knock you out. That dumb shit comin' out your mouth'll get you nothin' but a rematch. Why these niggas gotta lie? They can't stand up and face the facts? Nigga your head got cracked. We heard what they said--said that my niggas fled. But y'all niggas know what's up. What? Y'all wanna shed more blood? Shit, then come on.
World war.
Now you know, now you know. Now you know . . . Nigga, bet our niggas comin' to bring the pain. Better get your hard-hat. Nigga protect your brain. Get a gun and bang-bang. Tell me when you really wanna battle, my nigga. We can handle that any way you want to handle static. Nigga, thugstyle, buckwild. Some tear-up-the-club shit? Whatever, drop down. When the bullets get to jumpin' around the playa haters on the ground bleedin'. The 9-millimeter hit 'em and he drop like, "Who could it be?" Your life has been took--no, not by the bullet, but the nigga with the heater.
I'm trigger happy. I'll be in demand, I'm in command. So let's move, and you know what the enemy look like. They clones that look and sound like Bone. Give a muthafucka more than Speedknots. And when he run up to get punked, give a nigga lumps. Y'all niggas ain't Mobsters, 'cause if it was the mob nigga, somebody would've been shot ya. But we can get the whole cru: Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh. Bone too strong for niggas to hold on, to keep up. But I see ya still wanna be us. No matter who was claimin' it first, it's who's the realest [realest]. Do not enlist if you're not ready for war.
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
You need some reefer we smokin that bombay (bombay)
You need some liquor we pourin it all day (all day)
Lookin for drama my niggaz be wildin
Hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey
[Krayzie Bone]
Awwww shit, guess who just stepped in the club
Them niggaz that don't give a Thuggish Ruggish motherfuck
We come to party, some of my partners come to fuck it up
Scuff 'em, turn the fuckin music up
Get it crunk, nigga what, fill up on my niggaz cup
Watch out for security cause we 'bout to blaze the dub up
Let's (Smoke & Burn), choke the herb
So come on ride the train, you should ride it
Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter
We keep that fire fire baby, baby
Krayzie faded, them blaze shit all day
When we rumble (uh-oh) we just like animals out the jungle
Make 'em fall, collapse, stumble and fumble just like drunk hoes
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
Biz' got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that Syn
Me and Wish just got to the club, and man they better let us in
Cause we got cheese to spend, and I know they really don't want no trouble
My heat get double double, or we cop it on a hustle
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party
cause a Bone Thug party get wild
Get foul in the crowd like do that what? Do that shit right now
We the same damn niggaz sellin llello, sippin 40's
Wearin khakis, with the Timbs on, motherfuckers know the story
We can't leave rap alone, the game need us
Think you can handle us to beat us? "Now c'mon Cleatus!"
Mess up that drank you drankin, puff on that weed you smokin
My niggaz ain't never jokin, and I came to get you open
off this weed [echoes]
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
Coke and Henny and I'm feelin irate
Wanna try me, pussy nigga die, we
slide up in the club, ready collide, wanna get wildin
Highly intoxicated, fucked up that firey (nigga)
Dirty rotten, glock in the pocket, please believe it
Watchin you niggaz hold Jesus, what is the secret?
What is the reason? Clutchin my metal trinkets
Wish bring the pain for these niggaz, please believe it
[Wish Bone]
I'ma drink, I'ma smoke, when I hit the club I'm in the back do'
Bringin no problems, but if you want 'em we can dance hoe
Higher, higher, put a little Henn' in that Cris'
It'll make you righter, nicer, drunk as fuck but don't get it twisted
I will light ya, fight ya, in the middle of the party
With a hundred thugs right by me, and you don't wanna try me
What I got to lose? And I'm mad as fuck comin out they shoes, move
Bring your own smoke, and your own drink, that's Thug's rules fool!
Why do I stay high? (x9)
......CHORUS.......
If could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony
Then I would teach the world (whole wide world)to be a thugsta just like me. (x2)
KRAYZIE: How many mo dayz on this old earth can you see,
itz a crime to me,
so we should get ready for Armageddon,
cuz I know God should be..ready to roll,
Do away with tha wickedest shit like Mr. Policeman,
and duck like me if ya wanna pump ur fist in tha air,
and pray for tha politicianz freely:
Get a Amen? Tha last dayz of tha last dayz.
BIZZY: Thas why I get high, thas why I get high.
I'm holdin onto my soul but nobody knowz when it all unfoldz,
then when I go...go,
remember tha dayz cuz I all I got,
I go on my own with Bone, Bone, Bone
muggin' runnin' thru ya door, hoez speakin' of tha last day iz on with tha plastic trial. What do you know? But I can't go wrong when I kick it with my song I turn it up cuz you love that Thuggish Ruggish Bone Bone Bone crossroadz that rulez tha world, enuf to make it where we almost lost those who meant so much, why wasn't I chose? But it will not stop Bone those shotz don't drop Bone nooo no...If I could teach tha world to be a thug like me, everybody thuggin in heaven eternally.
LAYZIE: Everyday tha world goes round and round, I see itz a small world after all, cuz I can go meet'n'agree with my fanz, smoke a lil' weed and have a lil'augh at cha'll, but every now and then I getz caught up in a playa-hation. Look whats wrong with this nation. erase em. But if I could teach tha world to be a thug just like me, you could live ur lifestyle worry free, in tha armz of tha Lord eternally. No mystery, but check tha essence of tha story, tha warrior, wasteland warrior, so true, divine, itz mine, East 1999. Itz where ya findin' all of my kind, everytime.
.......CHORUS........
KRAYZIE: (If I...if I...) We stand as united, not fairly divided, my Thugs are tha tightest, as good as I got it, they don't need to find us, us Killaz and fighters, cuz tha critics and writerz mixed up when they typed our story, tha wannabe Warrior, thas for sure, and as Thugs we're more and more.
WISH:I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give. Expensive but still and still itz all for tha lil' kidz, c'mon ohhh follow me (Bone), way to go, we know tha way to go, follow me, follow me Bone, and thas why I stay high cuz I got shit to deal with, tha government and these Playa hataz out to kill Wish, wanna hurt this but uh-uh. I got you Bone thug niggaz you just cant fuck with, artillary you can come with, nigga better let it rest shit.(shit) To tha lil' boyz and girlz all ova tha world, tha shit that we say is from tha streetz, not for you to go and do, uh or to repeat, please if we can no more murder i must say this, no more murder.
It's East 1999 time
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards
Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry
Is you ready for me magic?
Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn
Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly
'Cause the haters never had to have me
Want to follow fools through alleys
'Cause ready to lose and daddy
who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie
Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
But I handle my business
So lately I can handle my shady
Kill 'em, but we think I'm a bomb again
No leavin' as they put me in prison and give me time
I'm ready for the gun to go get'em
And I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die
Is he ready to lie if I decide
Lookin' at my killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye
I'm gonna fly (fly)
Whom die they lie
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie
Now, who wanna go snitch?
Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues
Saw them sneakin'
And a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'
Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth about shit and they lose
Lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin'
Stop tryin', but they never convince none
Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges
Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck
Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night
So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em?
Then gotta switch to testin' G's
In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady
we're too quick to pull petty bullshit
Y'all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas
#1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would
Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through
When Mo' thugs comin' in, it's a headline
Time to get on top of moff top
When they got on stages all over this nation
World, and I plan on
Now look at you bustas get mad
Beat the fuckas on their own line
Don't make 'em tell it to ya twice
When you crack a grip, keep it real
But you should die, pay the price top
Whom die they lie
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy . . .
Whom die they lie
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta
Little sneaky muthafucka on a mission
Grind, be plottin' for it quickly
Who fried? Do or die, nigga
You and I for the creep on the come up
And pay these niggas a visit
So is it, was it, wicked ways
Got me strugglin' for days
Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo
I gotta get paid and blaze
So swift not to catch a case
Crept up in his place
While the nigga was gone for his safe
And his stones, and it's on
'Cause the Bones havin' a say
I won't forget this evenin'
Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone
Thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling
Pin me, niggas run away
They said they lookin' for me
But I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me
Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city
See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down
Breakin' it down in the C-Town
Spot 'em on the avenue, follow him passin' through
Get 'em at the next red light, green light
Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead
Whom die they lie
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie
I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand
Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy
Drop 'em
Me gotta get 'em
Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us
And you know the bitches want us
But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me
Take a look, and what you see;
Krayzie still runnin' from the police
'Cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed
I'll be leavin' sale now on the scene
I can do it, I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty
He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head
Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye
Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
Meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay
St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin'
Oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it
Break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid
Or your fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days
Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it
Never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me
Tell a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga
"I know who did it"
Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all
Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut your balls
It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off
Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
What you see is what you get, them bone boy's raw and we got chips,
If ya'll act up we load them clips, put a target on that ass nigga we dont miss.
What you see is what you get, them bone boy's raw nigga we got chips,
If ya'll act up then we load them clips, wether rappin' or its guns nigga we do hits.
Now ima show'em how them bone thug niggas soo unique with the flow,
when its time to rock it they gon' know that we got uncut doe,
When they get to poppin niggas try to battle,
I let my magnum tag along cause if a bitch dont watch his tounge he gon' get rattled,
There be ash's on the family mantle,
Nigga can you really injust it, sendin' a nigga to even fuck with me,
Im OG nigga cleveland's finest, but niggas started a troop cuz it was hard to find us,
Told them niggas little behold we got the fed's behind us,
and we been movin, dippin, tryin' to dodge their wires,
Decided to stay quiet let some time expire, then come back like a riot and reflame the fire
"Hangin' out the passenger side of my reagl aimin' at ya mind with a nine when i reload,
When the glock is empty then i grab my desert eagle" and Bop Bop Bop
"Hangin' out the passenger side of kray's regal,
Standin' on the corner these thugs is my people,
blaze em' up shoot em' up nigga we dont give a fuck,
raise it up, do it man bone boy's, fuck what you say, Im rich bitch,
Small thang to a giant, thats water under the bridge, little lay so death defiant,
Im built to raw i dont respect the law, they got my brother alreay,
they can lick on my ball's, all ya'll really aint ready for what i be bringin' to the table,
Got to get up get it willin' and able,
Easy E in the mothafuckin house tonight, he gave me shoes, ima move, ima run my life,
Nigga bark, ima bite,
Dont do it wrong, do it right, watch a nigga take flight usin' all my might,
Ima A to Z nigga, you cant play with me nigga,
I87 is a lesson for them niggaz
that want to test
bring more than cause me shotgun
will be buckin your chest
wanna be Mothug thugsta menatatlity
runs through the BONE
pop pop to the dome
fall short to the crome
get wraped that bitches on
much love for the green leaves
but me trues have to ease me down
puff puff head rush
popin in me clip and I got plenty rounds
me n pretenda
no studiothugsta
BONE'll get wit cha
straight #1 lil' rispsta
swing watch him hit cha
so we can swang (we can swang)
down for my thang (down for my thang)
finna blow to tha brain
though you could hang
when I swang them things
thats insane
stay low (so low)
dem popo know me no surrender
dem niggaz on tha street they remember as beeing no pretenda
standin up on tha block
9 mm cocked
and me hang, and me gott my niggaz lookin out for me back
and them watch for them rocks
and you know its nuthin but the neighboorhood thang
Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of burb
It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin
Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga
Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby
when I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah
Past overdose comatose, see a
see a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper
Roll it up, sellin my kin folk
and the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked
(Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks
Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at
Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?"
It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink
We got Alize, and Isle iced tea
A little Bambazini and some Hennessey
The stuff that keeps you toe-up
Now tell me are you high enough?
Remember forever addicted, get it twisted
It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it
Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it
But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die."
Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime
Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful
My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh
Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all
Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught
The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat
I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see
There bumpin my jam, guess who I see
Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed?
We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony
Righteous when I spike the punch
My people's gonna drink it up
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga
P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)
What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would fuck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin'
Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
But still they actin' like criminals
? reciprocal
They don't know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can't let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk'll gon' blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
You know it is, what it's gotta be
Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthafuckas
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style
That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
So muthafuck what you's thinkin'
Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin'
But here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank
Why you lame, be actin' strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure
Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa
Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthafuck you
And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.
Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?
Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life
I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?''
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'
It's all about perfect timin', feel me
it's about perfect timin', hear me
What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
i wonder what it would be like to sail on an ocean of the [helicopter starts]bitter tears who lost there [lost there] loved ones to a stranger
how many stadiums could youu fill with all the people killed in war, now u look me in my eyes and tell me whats its good for.
Battlecry Remix)
as interpolated by BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY
Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin' . . .
War, war, war, war, war [war] . . .
What is it good for? Absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .
Layzie:
We be the mighty mighty warriors [warriors] on the rise [on the rise] thug (censored) to my battle cries. Warriors [warriors] on the rise [on the rise]. [Time to die.] Thug (censored) [Time to die.], you better be ready for war. It's almost here--nineteen ninety-nine. Could it be the endin', new millenium? Sendin' them soldiers out to die, then they ride for the cause, screamin' (censored) be muggin', givin' no lovin' to these fake-ass laws, Mo Thuggin'. If you need to be prepared, pump your strap up in the air. Let em' all loose if you ain't scared. Shoot 'em up, if ya don't care. Yeah! And I go to war for two thangs: challenge me. I want my (censored) cheese, my (censored) family. Understand me: I ain't tryin' to tell you war ain't the lick, but in the streets, you need your heat, or get your wig split. Strategize, mental mind, and timin' it perfect on the attack. Throw distraction in the front, come with the dumpin' from the back. Yeah!
War, war, war, war, war [war] . . .
What is it good for? Absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' . . .
One, two, three, four . . .
We're ready to pull out and ride, ride, ride, ride. We're ready to pull out and ride, ride, ride, ride . . .
Ready . . . You're dead.
Flesh:
I'm comin' to test you (censored) fate. See how many of y'all are prepared for Armageddon, should it be Judgement Day, still it's a big mistake. How many have been face to face with death before? Tell me, how does it feel? Real nervous? 'Cause everybody's ready to kill if it's my will. Safe outta my battle. Quit lookin' or I might have to smoke you when I roast you with this beam. Focus you through my scope, mo murdered. Mighty, mighty warriors, some of the mighty, mighty trues still on the rise. If you wanna test, you die. Then, I might make the news. We stompin' in steel-toed boots and suited up in fatigues, killin' a few (censored), army throw up the white flag and retreat. So many soldiers, so many stories of war. But what is it good for? Nobody knows, and what if the world is over in two triple zero?
War, war, war, war, war [war] . . .
What is it good for? Absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .
Wish:
I say if thangs don't change, I think we all gon' die. Who's to say they wrong or right? You pushin' the button, not I, but we die, that's why I'm gatherin' up my soldiers [soldiers]. Mo Thug, mine are prepared for war, because it's over [over]. Red light, red light, ride or die. It's gon' be casualties. So be ready to ride. You can say it again: there's gon' be casualties, so be ready to ride. And I got your back, back, back, if it goes like that, that, that. Mo Thug ready to ride, if it goes like that, and we all get papped, papped, papped. Yeah, yeah.
War, war, war, war, war [war] . . .
[Intro:]
Ohhhh, ohhhhh (so you wanna be a star, star)
Ohhhh, ohhh (never, never, never)
Ohhhh, ohhhhh (you say you wanna be a star, star)
Ohhhh, ohh, ohhh (never, never, never)
[Chorus:]
I think you're gonna have to find who you are
Can't find your, lane but you wanna be a star
A star, do you wanna be a star?
Can't find your, lane but you wanna be, wanna be a star
[Krayzie Bone]
I know the grind, she tryin to be a star, she goin hard
Doin a hundred in the car but never could make it out the yard
Cause you're stalled; how, when you can't even get it started?
It's probably cause you too naughty to get up in the party
She wanna make it so she'll sleep with him, late night creep with him
He'll tell her he can make her famous if she did him
Suck him lick him, another victim of a "bust and ditch 'em"
Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission?
Because you still live in your daddy and your momma house
Shoulda knew homie was not about to go the dumber route
Left you with a lot of doubt, kinda like in a drought
Got no mo' integrity, slow flow, what you tellin me?
There's jealousy goin on, all because she wanna make it famous
and sip champagne with the greatest
So you wanna be a star, the ride you'll take is evident
You'll never get ahead so it's irrelevent (relevent)
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
Baby girl can sing, she thick, man I think she got it
But they tellin me to watch her, call her baby pockets
So I bring it to her straight, to a real knight
She got herself on protection, we all good all night
She said they only wanna cut, bustas never business
Sometimes she wishes but uhh, maybe then they'll listen
Dirty game, I feel the same
And do I think her career woulda jumped if she just laid down
A tear in her eye, baby don't cry
And then she told me all about her church background
And how she lovin this life, livin this life
Now I think I'm dealin with a headcase
Any heart put it all in, tell yo'self it's a must-win
Apply pressure never give up, laugh in the end then fuck 'em
Stay on yo' paper nigga straight face, attitude nigga pay me
Still wanna be a star, huh, huh? Reach hard!
[Chorus]
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Hear you wanna be a star, huh?
Think you got what it take to make it large, huh?
Don't even know who you are, huh?
You say you wanted to learn it, huh? You say everybody feelin you
"Flesh I hear 'em" - what a wonderful tinglin feel in you
How straight are your priorities? So the story goes
Chasin dreams, all they tellin them is sacrifice they souls
You really listenin? Learn a lesson from these bro's
Playin the game it's heavy heatin up and down that road
[Layzie Bone]
They say the boy got talent but he can't catch a break
He doin everything he can but he makin mistakes
Plus he runnin with the crowd cause he wanna be seen
Got the tendency to follow instead of takin the lead
We in the league of extraordinary gentlemen check
And if you wanna play the game you got to give 'em the step
Make no impression with expression but you gotta be focused
They don't pick you for the team just because you the dopest
Too many niggaz got the game twisted lookin for fame
instead of lovin what they do, and makin a name
It's a shame how they idolize the idiot box
Feel the pain in television, the deception and shock
And when they finally figure out it ain't about what they seein
Take the money and the toys, niggaz still human beings
All of that ain't jack if you ain't got the respect
Cause a real superstar know how to double them checks, yep
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
I see women givin they bodies like David Letterman love you
Strugglin in the hustle, slangin tapes on the internet avenue
get you capitol shit, know how the ratchet do
Sorry I was late to tell you exactly what masters do
You don't have to sell your soul, no not anymore
Parker Brothers, Ouija board, I covered that Adam whore
Niggaz get their labels but wait, it's a recession in weight
You downloadin on all the industry's veterans
Been a star but bein a star don't pay the bills
Know 'bout the spinnin wheels, baby Bizzy keep it real
Don't open battle seals, no matter who you are
Now get your money, only Jesus can make you a star
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Ohhhh, ooh, ohhhh (so you wanna be a star, star)
You wanna be, you wanna be (never, never, never)
You wanna be, ohhhhh, ohh, ohhhhh (you say you wanna be a star, star)
You wanna be, wanna be (never, never, never)
Wanna be a star, star, star, star
[Chorus:]
It ain't my fault (let's do it, let's do it)
We had too many drinks baby (let's do it, let's do it)
Got you dancin on the bar (let's do it, let's do it)
Let's take this party to my hotel suite (let's do it, let's do it)
Yeahhhh
[Layzie Bone]
We're streamin live online for the world to see
It ain't me young G, your girl all on me
She chose me when she seen your boy buy out the bar
Told her, "Drink 'til you drop lil' superstar"
Better chill, be cool homie grab a drink
Cause you don't wanna play big bank take little bank
We at The Palms where it ain't no drama
Hugh Hef' thugged out wearin Layzie pajamas
House coat, pure silk, party hard for days
Pretty girls up in here wearin Lay-gerie
It's my brand new line, hot damn you fine
Picture perfect from behind sippin a glass of wine
[Chorus]
[Flesh-N-Bone]
I'm in the limosine bus, black tint windows
Smashin on the diesel, head-rush from the indo
Vegas - they say what goes on there stays
If you really tryin to gamble shake 'em up and roll my way
Nobody rock the way a Bone Thug show
We get it in overtime but they already know
Break out the money then we headed for the exit (exit)
Ain't no tellin what we 'bout to get next in (next in)
I'm on my tip-toes, steady I be floatin
Coastin holdin somethin that I'm sippin on slow (slow)
I ain't tryin to pass out overdosed
and fuck around wake up in the mornin naked on the flo'
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone]
I'm finna hit it like Kray Jackson tonight (Kray Jackson tonight)
I'm finna get it hype, Lay let me get a light
Bartender, let me get a shot of Henny, make it double
Mix a lil' Gin with it, gon' get me on the level
I see you girl, lookin at me, lookin at you
Feelin your drink, and feelin me too
It's the physical attraction baby, what can we do?
She want a little thug passion, roughness, harassment
Drink a little mo', while I drink a little Mo'
Let's get tipsy and forget where these feelings is finna go
To the room - that's where I'm tryin to guide 'em to
And yo I roll with them, but I can ride with you (with you, with you, with you)
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
Gucci bag full of cash, black card and all
Hood star, never gonna hate they love us, Bone's stacked
Table full of drinks from the bar, come closer
Make our way through, top shelf and we're blowin
Don't worry 'bout your business gettin out there girl
Come here, grown man, put some thug in yo' ear
You're drop-dead gorgeous, sip 'til we nauseous
And then we're gonna bounce, bounce, shake 'em
Room with a pool just one rule, get naked
Yeah you got a girl, your deadline's extended
One more drink to the face let's play
We can reminisce it over pancakes - ha ha ha!
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
Women in the club, they focusin on the gentleman
(We in Vegas, we 'bout to kick it nigga)
We hit the dance floor, dance floor, dance floor
Take it to the medic, pack liquor to where we headed
You could read it right before that they set it to end the rhetoric
The veteran, the gentleman, the warrior, the better man
And Bizzy's just a thug gettin fucked up, get it?
Safe sex, never ever with the same sex (eww)
Yeah we at Vegas (hey) spend it like wild Roulette
Free drinks, hundred thousand dollar chips
Leanin back in the whip in the night-life strip
[ad libs for first 21 seconds]
[Chorus: Bizzy Bone (Wish Bone)]
(You niggaz can't stop me) I'm cockin a glock
(You motherfuckers can't stop me) I'm poppin the glock
And the cop tails for the guerillas on the block
For skinny niggaz like myself, artillery shops as well, yeah
[Bizzy Bone]
(You think I give a fuck?)
You think I give a fuck if you don't like me nigga?
Put 'em up in a club and fight me
I'm sorry that I'm just so fuckin exciting
Steadily cordial like this killa 'posed to
And I wish you would really try to come test me
You break bread with niggaz that know you, I can show you
Slowly rollin like these cuts from old school
Cookin it up just like it's soul food
Fuck all y'all, I never did know you
Bring the ProTools, stack it on up
And little thugs that I console to
never leave your house without, keepin it up
To the head that is, you don't know what mad is?
Couple of bodies under my belt and with mad kids for self protectin
Don't know (bitch) and keep my hands on a little bit of solo shit
It's Bone Thugs forever cause I know where home is
[Chorus - 2X]
[Layzie Bone]
What you thought a nigga'd be up and gone
Fly by night, no longer Bone, strictly hype
Nigga better think twice
cause all of these haters ain't even seen the light
Nigga we can conquer anything, and the mission always complete
Be that little nigga when you see me
but a dog out in these streets (roof, roof)
And I gets my money, I bring home the bacon
Seven or better that's what I'm makin
Better check the reputation, nigga get dealt with, frontin and hatin
See I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yeah I'm a thug and yeah I'm a fool
I love the game and I love the rules
If you cross the line I'ma flex these two's
And nigga ooh, if I do it's for my children
If you're feelin like I'm feelin then you probably gon' see a million
Thug nation, fuck these doubters, yeah they said it, "He'll never make it
He's runnin wild and doin this and doin that, he'll never make it"
Who gets the last laugh now, look at me now countin this money
Them the same niggaz today, that can't get nothin from me
To all of them blind, hatin congratulatin
niggaz there's really no time wastin
Penetratin and elevatin, believe us we them niggaz up there waitin
[Chorus - 2X]
[Wish Bone]
Oh, oh, oh now look it's a miracle (ain't that a bitch)
Y'all know that Bone's gon' pop, ten years and still we blow
Just admit that we rock, all night long
You know we keep it thug and still harmonize these songs (songs)
But don't get it twisted, we thug and we real with it
They feel that we flip and we deal with it
Ain't gotta like it, better live with it
Just trust me, better live with it
Now think about you when you was me wearin my shoes on yo' feet
Now think again cause that can never be
I can never be a hater with the hand that was dealt to me
And it seems like I've always been down
And I can't take that, rather take that 'fore I go back that route
You see one nigga on the news, wonderin what did he do
When they tell you, you be like, "Ooh, that nigga's through"
But they don't know me
Been blessed with all my thugs and all this harmony
You know we can't be stopped, we rollin past the cops
Plus all you haters, the finger's all you got
Fuck y'all!
[Chorus - 2X]
[Krayzie Bone]
I ain't got nothin to say to a hater
as soon as he run up I give him a POW!
Put him in the pound with the rest of them niggaz
who thought they could run up and fuck with me now in 2 thou'
We fuckin around with the convicts, breakin 'em up at the county
Now I got nothin but killas around me
fallin in proudly, organized but rowdy
They fearin us, because of the shit they been hearin about us
They say that them niggaz got ripped with the knowledge
and we got a nation of niggaz screamin "Thug Power!"
Them niggaz ain't think we was comin back on some real
Political militant workin the fields while these bustas stay in the crib
Execution! Bloody murda murda, murder them all
Kill 'em all, all, get yo' shit nigga get in the car
If you ridin willin to die for this, really tryin to survive in this
Get up and fuck up your rivalries, you funny you even know what time it is
I'm one of the soldiers, warriors willin and ready to die for the cause
If it's war that's what we came for
That's why I brought my dawgs for all of y'all
Gauges will be blazin, watch I shock and shake the worrrrrld
Watch the drama unfold, I'm unstoppable (stoppable)
[Intro: Krayzie (Bizzy)]
What you gon' do nigga? (Turn the track up, aww yeah)
Turn it up! (This my shit right here, Bone back together baby)
Let's go! (In these days and times of my life)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bone Thugs-N-Harmonyyyyyy
(In these days and times of my life, yeah, c'mon)
Y'all know y'all been waitin for this man - haha yeah
(In these days and times of my life) Y'all like that
What they say? Them Bone Boys is BACK, yeah
It's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like
[Chorus: Bone Thugs - all together]
In these days and times of my life
Even though I hustle, even though I struggle
In these days and times of my life
Even though I hustle - I surviiiive
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Universe, one verse, five's the best
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Universe, one verse, five's the best
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - all alternating lines]
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
So amazin, blazin, nigga it's just the five
The Uni-5 right off the 9-9, 9-9
Let's flow, show 'em how we the greatest
They listen up, yup, put some magic in the music
Put some classic in your music - and put some tragic in your music
And make it platinum when you do it - and feed your family while you do it
That's how my Thugstas get it crackin, attackin and move to it
Make it happen, take advantage, do that and act true to it
We're ready for anything and we sing to make through it
No time for delays, back down, we can't do it
Doin our thang, see the Bone remain strong, y'all knew it
[Interlude: Bone Thugs]
So give it all you got, give it all you got, don't stop
Give it all you got, give it all you got, don't stop
Still maintainin got quick flow flamin hot
Try us if you think we're not live enough to take your spot
[Chorus]
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - all alternating lines]
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Never met another that could spit it like us
The design and precisest flow so the nicest
Righteous ices, wicked with the style and the wildest
Been up the come up - since our childhood
Sound good - just like our orchestra when we 'round wood
Late night - burnin barrels; play fight - singin carols
Stage fright - nigga never, we be on the level!
The World's Enemy - rebel never settle for less
No them haters ain't on our, level - incredible, yes we are the best
We gets live, it'll be no others liver
Wise when they ride with us - soul survivors
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - all alternating lines]
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
United we stand even though we might fall out
It's all in the fam if family members brawl out
Whenever whatever, never say never, yes we goin all out
We stuck with a plan, them Thugstas boys made it
Now we keep 'em stuck in a trance, it's hard to shake it
With that lyrical combination that flipped it and swept the nation
Mystical, creator, motivator of true innovations
It's music don't abuse it, just use it and evade your pain
Don't let them harmonies fool ya, still take aim
Comin to let it go, we show no mercy to lames
A whole fifth sippin, that ounce of kush we smokin mayne
[Interlude]
Try me, if you feelin' lucky and you think you wanna fuck with me, come on.
[Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline.
Try me, every action's guaranteed.
[Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline.]
Load up your shit and get in the car [Come on, come on, come on.]. Come down to ride on these imposters, fake playa, gangsta thugs, and these hoes who claim they mobsters, 'cause they cloggin' up the game. Muthafuckas is rappin', sayin' anything, and tryin' to claim everythang to get they pockets paid. I'm tellin' 'em, "That's the wrong way!" Can't say you thuggin', then be fake--nigga, that's the point I'm tryin' state in this case. But niggas ain't feelin' me, though. So yo, I say we weed em' out and heat em' up. Heard you woofin'--yeah, we heard em'--let us see them nuts. And then if he really jump, more power to you.
But no matter how it go, nigga we still gon' be bringin' it thug style to you--buckin'. Boo-yah! Checkin' these bustas do be kind of fun, because they know when it's static, we gon' handle it however it come, and nigga, whoever it's from--sure ain't givin' a fuck who you roll with. If they human, then they ain't shit we can't control. And if they bleed, and they need oxygen to breathe, nigga ya die. Never fear no man. No matter the size--the bigger, the harder they fall. Got somethin' for all of y'all, especially cocky, 'cause TEC'll chop him up--now he ain't half the man he thought he was. I bet these niggas think, "They rappin' so they actin'." So we come for a little target practice aimed exactly at you, exactly at you.
Try me, if you're feelin' lucky and you think you wanna fuck with me, come on.
[Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline.
Try me, every action's guaranteed.
[Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline.]
Walk through my city: I see niggas watchin'--probably plottin', schemin' to rob me, take all the money, and dump my bloody body. I'm sorry, not me. I stay alarmed and be alert. Whether you're goin' to play or work, make sure you got you pistol first--be ready to burst. Hesitation could bring up a fucked up situation like you leavin' in the body bag--zipped up, slip on that body tag. So if you spot him--blast. Better him than you, huh? I'm tellin' you now that me and my thugs can bring you anything that you want right out of the trunk. So, what's the bullshit? We got some shit you can't fuck with, and nigga that be this muthafuckin' thug shit. We love this--probably gon' die because of it. Fuck it! I ain't worried about dyin' right now, my money what's important.
Hey, we livin' to die anyway--no matter if it's now or later. You gon' rest in peace; it don't get no greater. Kill 'em all, and when it's time to drop the mic and go pick up a rifle, time to fight for what we right for, see who really like war, yeah. I bet you most niggas lose as soon as they get in it. I can't afford to roll with bustas, 'cause I'm really tryin' win it [I'm really tryin' to win it.]. We fightin' to be victorious [victorious]. Witness the story of [story of] this silent, mighty, mighty, warrior [warrior]. If you hear any nigga move--shoot. Don't let the nigga layin' dead be you. So soldier, pick up you boots and move. Runnin' for cover, 'cause if they buck ya, it's over. Just like I told ya, you can die soldier, you can die soldier.
Try me, if you're feelin' lucky and you think you wanna fuck with me, come on.
[Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline.
Try me, every action's guaranteed.
For the ghetto media, don't let
the light-skin fool ya', I will f**k you up.
. . . when the
thugs cry
This is what it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
. . . when the thugs cry [when
the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic n
panic maybe the past would understand if they'd get
off their ass and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my
boyz watch for the plot and deploys envoys scopin
like a dope fiend. But
I'm smokin in the alleyz with these ghetto guns and
erased my funds Watts, niggas in Cali take bullets to
the brain still rowdy Jesus
really never died, you crucified mutual suicide. Who
am I? Local with vocals going coast to coast.
Heaven'll move me right fo
sho deception weather my brethren but sunny days when
they parlay get killed when they get tah steppin
'member the weapon's
close and the doctor said I need time to myself on
the ocean those frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up
full of this independence
caught up sever relentless evil intentions nobody
knows him even the henchmen warrior, poet, never to
mention I love my lady
rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke
on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke
on, when the thugs cry.
This is what it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
[Come on, come on,
come on . . .]
. . . when the thugs cry [when
the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
[Are you ready,
ready, ready?]
We keepin the lights on at Ruthless and I ain't
f**kin the boss lookin at me sexy take your clothes
off but my dick'll go soft! never
mix business with your sickness enemy see me flippin
in the picnic with your little divide and conquer but
my sister was ready to
bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice
me and my boyz give us a choice how could you ever
tell Sony that I was the
only one was making noise ain't it a breech of
trust look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by
its cover, word to the
muthaf**ka I......I didn't studder but what if I
lost it and came in the office and nobody noticed with
liquid explosives on top of
Versace clothes give up the ghost Krayzie's Picasso,
lil' Layzie like Caesar, Stack's like lil' Pesci N
Casino and Wish don't give a
f**k! O I'm Gambino -n- the walkin dead wake up on
the wrong side of the bed. Bible of survival triple
six rivals, triple six rival
member you said I read but I roll with killas, Niggaz
that'll bust in the club you don't feel us strapped in
the bed, strapped pickin up
the kids in the
realest, the realest, the realest.
This is what it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
[Yeah, yeah, yeah . . .
come on, come on, come on.]
. . . when the thugs cry [when
the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
[Are you ready,
ready, ready?] Oh no!
It'll make your body shake when it's too late soon
as you flipped off the safety baby this we all day
don't tell me you crazy, will
they sell me? Hell, naw! For reason this weepin'
widow be the demon so cheap and at least she peepin go
peep deep dead in yo
pockets no sleep. Rollin' with my crucifix Lucifer
usually uses the rule of these wicked tricks in the
school of these ghetto games
and the fool of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame,
shame. Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain
ask Mr. Majesty these
casualties well they're passin me by but I hear death
callin' when it's so cold in a room who's stallin'
better come after me, we say
fucK y'all all in the
battle we, battle we, battle we.
This is what it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
. . . when the thugs cry [when
Krayzie:
It's 1999. Guess what? The muthafuckin' real thugs is in this muthafucka.
Oh, shit!
Krayzie:
Always, always . . . What am I? What am I? A thug always, -ways, -ways. Uh-huh, uh-huh. Krayzie: Niggas look out. We in the muthafucka house. We in here now. It's goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on Hen, and we get wild. Niggas lookin' foul. If he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. And then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag 'em out onto the dance floor. Tell 'em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants on--we beat bitches up out their britches to show 'em how to tear up a club when they be fuckin' with the thugs.
Nigga, we come to party, but I'll fuck up somebody, but y'all ain't feelin' me, is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit y'all? If y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet us, see how fast we slash your ass. You wanna rumble? I'm sick of bein' humble, give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. Sawed-off, slim, it don't
matter. I got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring back thinkin' you can win. Fuck your friends. Everybody talk that shit, nigga. Oh, yeah I know it. But who gon' show it, and who the ho is? I bet 'em a million bucks it's not us. Yeah, we might not get everybody. Somebody gon' get fucked [fucked], fucked [fucked] up.
Flesh-n-Bone:
You wanna come test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish thee. Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. It ain't no stoppin' me. I gotta clock cheese. T-H-U-G. Pop niggas, they D-E-A-D. Bet I'm thug, don't test me block, trust my dogs. Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. There's five trues of mine. What am I? A thug always. Remember the way they play back in the day? Hit 'em with AK, you're made to hate me, baby. Whoo! We comin' to really make y'all feel us. Remember that nigga, Eazy-E, labelled me and my trues black nigga killas. Nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swiggin', lovin' bud, and if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. And I don't give a fuck if you a Crip or you a Blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some love.
Layzie Bone:
Gotdamn, it feel good to be a thugsta--gettin' high, smokin' weed all day. Ain't got to listen to no bitches and I'm disrespectin' laws, just doin' it the Bone Thug way. Yeah, nigga, you got to be crazy, fuckin' with Layzie, and all these Mo Thug killas. We them ex-dopedealers and natural born cap-pealers. Feel us, nigga, if you want. Ain't nothin' but a high caffiene hit. We kickin' that raw shit. Fuck the law, shit, been screamin' it for years. Ain't no fear in my heart, thanks to the Lord up above. And I got a grudge against the people that judge, give 'em no mercy, no love. Let me see you shoot that muthafucka, shoot that nigga.
Ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin', niggas spit that fire. We don't need no water, let this muthafucka burn, baby, and I know they hate me, say lately, Layzie actin' shady. Hey, it's the #1 Assassin [that's me], they just can't understand. I fear no man, put it on my #1 grave, 'cause I'm a stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own. The city of Thieves is my home, and I don't trust nann nigga. My mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' drugs, off this nigga gettin' buzzed, packin' heat off in the club. Nigga, what? Nigga, what? They sayin' that Bone was split up. Niggas is jealous, tellin' rumors and lies, can eat a dick up, nigga.
Wish Bone:
Nigga, stay real. Thugs get high. While you call yourself a thug, that's how I feel inside. And we don't wanna hurt nobody, -body, but your fuckin' with us, and we shootin' up the party. Even if we're solo on some of that Bone shit we sayin', now you can bring it on, because we ready, we ready. Fuckin' with us is like fuckin' with no condom. That's dumb, better play with yourself. Nigga, I ain't the one. Ain't a thang changed: niggas still the same--made a little change, sendin' bullets to brain, fuck around, man. Nine millimeter, come and get some, get some. Shoot 'em with them hollows, 'cause you know he's got his vest on. And you didn't want it to come to this, did you? Fuckin' with them thugs: them niggas roll through. If you really want some, run [Krayzie: you better run], fuckin' with thug niggas--run, run.
Krayzie:
Yeah, and nigga, come on. We ready for combat, but y'all ain't ready. Carry a deadly machete, shred 'em and stretched, now they human spaghetti, steady smooth and very eager to bury enemies. If it be necessary, then nigga wet 'em, and better go get 'em. We pickin' 'em off with the heater 9-millimeter shit to sweep the streets, make niggas retreat. That's heat. Now, I repeat: if you want some, nigga come and get it, 'cause we still five, live, and vicious. Don't get it twisted, muthafucka. Run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. Still stand in the Land with the slugs in gun in my hand. Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy,Wish, and Flesh put it down to the north, south, east, and west. From back in the day, we claimin' the thuggish ruggish--no need to change it. Now everybody a thug. If you real, throw it up, but if it's fake, kill 'em and put 'em in with the rest of them phonies. Fuck 'em, and yes, it's like that.
Krayzie:
Always, always . . . What am I? What am I?
A thug always, -ways, -ways.
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Krayzie:
Nigga, you ask 'em, they gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish. They love us. You haters, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our faces, bitch, and ball up your knuckles, 'cause we can work. Too many niggas be thinkin' that I won't bomb back at ya, thinkin' I'm a rapper-actor. Think I won't blast 'em? Shit: I'm always ready to bomb back on bustas. I got my gun, so test me if you're tryin' to prove that you ain't scared to die. Nigga, what? Who the-, who the thugs? Y'all punk muthafuckas ain't got no nuts. I only be dealin' with real niggas. Them other niggas--they get their ass put in check when they try to flex and disrespect me. And that's when I gotta get even with niggas--retaliation. Uh-huh [uh-huh]. I bet I will see you again, and nigga, your day is gon' come. But, man, y'all niggas ain't ready for drama, but I'm a put it on Mama. Nigga, you try run up on me, then I gotta shot your head off. I'm keepin' a gun on me daily, 'cause if you got my niggas' roll, then they sure gon' try to take it.
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Treach:
As far as 50 greatest emcees ever, they gave me 32, like they don't know how these dirty judge get thirty, do ya? They must be shady, baby, naw just maybe a stunt. The greatest producers, and didn't mention KayGee once? The greatest groups of all time, stop the crime, sporty, find the shorty fucked up by not namin' Naughty. Pass the mask, the glock, you faggots better stop. Blaze the page out of 50 of your rock and clock, tryin' to prepare, I'm a fuck you wearin' rubber, tell 'em niggas at the mags that I ain't sharin' a cover [uh-uh]. Bring troops and boots from chrome coupes to hoops, that's us, like namin' emcees and boostin' brought the news. Run through wussy pussy (...?...). There's the predator, rhymes to better ya, blah! Where's the editor? Once a year, proof that they're easy to swallow, and I'll bet you'll have a different view of emceein' tomorrow. Thugs all over the world!
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Krayzie:
Now I done been all over the nation, kicked it with real soldiers that's 'bout they paper. Handle me so many of these fakers, had to quickly shake 'em. Knew what I had to do. Said, "Nigga, look the year is '99." I'm dead serious. About my business--shit is gettin' ridiculous. They gotta be ready to pop, pop, pop, pop the 9 millimeter. Keep your weapon next to the pocket that you keep your profit in. While we fuckin' with niggas that's naughty, haters look, saw that Treach and Leather Face. We comin' to get the riot started.
Treach:
Since I been around the cadaver, gather matters, just wait, see I splattered the matter, rat-tat-tat-tat and shoot 'em in shake. See I'm comin' like a rhino. Pass the fine ho. We fucked in Illinois, right outside of Chicago. Got rhymes out the ass, so find the lasso, I can either rap, ride, rush, war, riddle, or rastle. Leave 'em in line, the ass-whippins with extra clips with my nigga Krayze Bone with some thugged-out shit. To my thugs all over the world!
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. We all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. All over the world.
(Chorus x2)
T-H-U-G we be,
That's "Thug Mentality",
We thuggin,
Thuggin, thuggin, thuggin,
'Till the day I die,(It's the way I choose to live my life)
T-H-U-G we be,
That's "Thug Mentality",
We thuggin,
Thuggin, thuggin, thuggin,
'Till the day I die,('till the day I die)
[Verse 1]:
I done been around the world and everywhere be the same song,
Niggas strugglin' daily, gotta survive, it's worldwide,
Even niggas in Paris 'n London be hustlin',
Doin' whatever to get the money,
Lookin' at the whole, worldwide, and see thugs,
But you gotta keep it real if ya wanna make it, doin' it big, and takin' notice of the kills, gotta handle ya business, gotta get in it to win it, and then you gotta get up out of it,
And that's real really,
My thugs feel me, put ya fists up in the air, ya,
Niggas I'm commin' to the war, 'n im'ma meet you niggas there,
Ready to rumblin', 'n I swear, we commin' from everywhere,
Where my thugs at? Where they at? Fuck that!
Nigga lets do in the enemy now,
Terminate 'em 'n eliminate, I, takin' out the frustration,
On the world, get 'em back for the playa hation,
Talkin' bout when we gotta roll, And wouldn't ya know,
They ain't ready fo' the war,
While the rich take some, give the rest to the poor, total control,
Make 'em feel the pain, in 2 Double-0 0,
It's the end of the road so what ya goin' do,
Im'ma ride you can die if ya want to,
But all them real souljas come on move,
Get ya suits on, boots on, keep troopin' on,
T-H (t-h), U-G (u-g), that's what we be,
Across the nation, pump ya fists and get ready fa' this...occasion,
Nigga better fade on, I wanna see victory,
Y'all niggas better roll with this 'cause split'n 'em,
Fuck that we WIN!
(Chorus x2)
[Verse 2]:
Nigga thug if ya wanna be a thug, nigga be a thug if ya got to,
Throw it up, keep it in the air, scream it out,
Thug (thug) Thug (thug), thuggin' 'till the day I die,
When I'm high, if ya look into my eyes, you'll truly find, no kind like I, Gemini, gotta control both sides,
My Lordy Lord maintain....hard, 'cause Imma soulja at war,
Steady runnin' with the weapons, 'cause it still ain't gettin' better,
I figured it out,
It's all real, if it ain't, then it ain't right,
Come on! If you wanna feel thug...love, than that's real,
We got the real thang baby,
I hate to burn ya, learn ya, stay out it if it don't concern ya,
You don't really wanna get involved with the murda,
But shit, if you wan't it, you got it, (we real)
It don't stop we goin pop shots still, to the double glock glock nigga,
Takin' "No Shorts, No Losses" man,
Yes these days are still the same like, "Gotta make that money" man,
Bang, gotta get down fo' my thang, and I do it so smooth,
When I'm stalkin gat fools.......walkin' jack moves,
Now I'm gonna run, with my shotgun, bottom line is on,
Y'all can't fuck with the "thuggish ruggish (ruggish)bone bone bone bone"
That's "Thug Mentality"
(Chorus x2)
Where my Detroit Thugs! Cincinnati Thugs!
Where my Columbus Thugs! my Chicago Thugs!
Where the fuck my New York Thugs!
Where the fuck my Texas Thugs! my Kansas City Thugs!
Where my Milwaukee Thugs! My Colorado Thugs!
Where my St. Louis Thugs!
Where my Atlanta Thugs! My Alabama Thugs! My New Orleans Thugs!
Where my Miami Thugs!
Where my Jamaican Thugs! My California Thugs!
My Arizona Thugs, My New Mexico Thugs!
My Puerto Rico Thugs, (thuggin' thuggin' thuggin' thuggin')
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
You don't want to live this life
No, this life, it's not nice
You don't want to live this life
No, this life, it's not nice
[Layzie Bone]
Nigga stop! (What?) Hold on, before you jump and just listen
Take a second to stradle the fence
Let me tell you about what you been missin
Ain't a damn thang (damn thang) are you thinkin the grass is greener?
Like a nigga just lost his first love, singin "Have you seen her?"
Tossin high beams, chasin pipe dreams
lookin for shit that really ain't there
I mean it is what you make it my nigga, you better just stay on your square
Down here, killers and theives, pimps and pushers is on the prowl
If they find you out of your element, they'll pick you out of the crowd
Thang to do is face the music, take a stand for yo' position
Nigga get up, better stand up, man up in yo' position
Never have no mercy for them niggaz that's not applyin theyself
And shit ain't perfect so you gotta make it work for yo'self
You catch them coward niggaz runnin, duckin, lookin for help
But the realist niggaz in the game, play the cards they was dealt
Me, myself, I got some issues; I ain't dealin with yours
Everybody got they own drama, rich or they poor
[Chorus – repeat 2X]
[Krayzie Bone]
They gave me the 25 with the L, I'm in my jail cell
It feel like a movie, I'm gettin so woozy from the stale smell
Bailin, breathin Hell's air
My first day here - I had to get down with a nigga
that thought I was some kinda faggot, I had to show him no hoes stay here
Havin to die, it is my main fear
Why did I have to kill that man? I should've never let my anger build
Now my state of awareness keeps me wishin I was thinkin
Should have reason I didn't really mean to stop the boy from breathin
I was awake last night, real late last night
Cause I heard some nigga screamin, gettin raped last night
I did the crime, but I wasn't thinkin about me doin the time
These 6-by-9's, is about to make me lose my mind
Trapped in these closed walls - ain't had no conversation
with my family on the outside cause they won't except my phone calls
After a couple of years of sheddin tears, my heart is stone hard
Believe I'm ready for war and on guard
[Chorus – repeat 2X]
[Wish Bone]
I've been shot, grew up without my pops
In the hood round block seen niggaz shot
Got rid of them thangs, tryin to chase them knots
Cause I had to have it, knew niggaz that's lookin for where my stash at
Watchin my back, puttin up ready for niggaz that wanna check that
And I can't keep it kind, if you puttin in work
and your dreams is just like mine
Wake up in cold sweats, regrets about what I thought was lies
I can see me not doin that
But I did it, we live it, the hood shows you no slack
And believe it, there's no, no-no, comin back
Make money, think you're on that
Just ridin through the hood, you might have to push your wig back
Get the money man, the root of all evil
They say "Take it home man," but damn I gotta watch my people
You'll be high, cause one us lay there, not just him
But damn, everybody he ran with
They all gettin money man, money man
Right here (right here) - damn, see how life is
This Ain't A Game (Feat. Lil' Eazy-E)
[Hook: (Krayzie Bone) {Lil Eazy E}]
God Bless These Niggas Like Ha'chu (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave A Nigga Dead If I Have To {This Aint A Game}
Praying To The Lord Tell Him Touch You (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave Your Ass Dead Nigga Fuck You {Nigga This Aint A Game}
[Lil Eazy E:]
Little Eazy, Young G In The Cpt
Westcoast To The Casket Drop, (In South) Block And I Got That Key
Straight Gangster I'm Just Trying To See Who The Fuck These Hoes Trying To Be In The Hood It's Understood Don't Fuck Around With Eazy E
You Cross Him, It's Mayhem, You Owe Him, Just Pay Him
Anything Else You Asking For A Nickel And A Timly Passin
But It's All To The Good In Hood Brings The Wood Like We Should All Night Long On This Compton Shit With Bone
[Hook: (Krayzie Bone) {Lil Eazy E}]
God Bless These Niggas Like Ha'chu (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave A Nigga Dead If I Have To {This Aint A Game}
Praying To The Lord Tell Him Touch You (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave Your Ass Dead Nigga Fuck You {Nigga This Aint A Game}
[Layzie Bone:]
Ain't No Body Taking Mine, And No It's Not A Game
Lyrics
I'm A Leave A Nigga Dead In The Streets, {Streets}
So Let The Word Get Around, I'm A Lay A Nigga Down
If He Ever Think He Better Than Me
See They Can Never Compete
A Heat Seeker, Infa Red Creeper, Real Blood Leaker, Coming Through Your Speaker Listen Up Close Cause It's About To Get Deeper
About 6 Feet I Gotta Sleeper With The Reaper
9 Milimeter Go Bang Bang Ba Da Da Dang Ba Da Da Dar Dang
Watch A Little Nigga Do His Thang, Thang, He Do His Thang, You Know I Do My Thang
I'm A Rep For The God Father
Gangster Music Please Beleive Me
Eric Wrights Still Bombing On 'em Deuce Double O Six With The Seeds Of Eazy
[Hook: (Krayzie Bone) {Lil Eazy E}]
God Bless These Niggas Like Ha'chu (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave A Nigga Dead If I Have To {This Aint A Game}
Pray To The Lord Tell Him Touch You (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave Your Ass Dead Nigga Fuck You {Nigga This Aint A Game}
[Wish:]
First Off Im A Let Em Know Bone Thugs Little E Thug It Coast To Coast
I Aint Gone Lie Nigga Get Raw You Can Feel That Fire Better Go On Boy
In The Hood Yes Everday Cuase I Still Got The Hood In Me This In Me
If Your In Position Better Get It Better Get It Complete It
Take That Laid Back But Im Still The Top Dog When Things Go Down From Cleveland
To Compton You Need Me Just Holla Thugs In Big Trucks We Real Wont Doubt Ready For Problems Every Single Day Chasing Money Man It Dont Seem I Can Think About Another Thing
[Krayzie Bone:]
Its Another Coming At Ya, So You Better Pray Its Mr Sawed Off Just Call Me Leatherface, Here 2 Brang Drama If They Really Wanna It
But I Don't Think They Really Want It
If They Knew Just What I Do To My Opponent
Gonna Be Another Muder Moment
Ruff & Rugged Thuggish, Ruggish, Keep It Ole Soul Gully
Really I'm Knowing They Aint Ready To See Us Put In Down With Little Eazy E Bone Thugs N Harmony
Always Ready To Get Down
For What Ever When Ever You Wanna Go Acouple Rounds, C'mon
So Anybody Wanting Beef, Run Up
We Got It Hot Off The Grill, Sawd Off The Real
Raised On These Streets Man
So The Treal, Gonna Recognise Treal
Look Watever Deal, The Case, The Situations None Of Yual Can Never See Kray
We Got Em All Trying 2 Listen Up & Observe The Words Hitting Replay Like Man What Did He Say.
[Hook: (Krayzie Bone) {Lil Eazy E}]
God Bless These Niggas Like Ha'chu (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave A Nigga Dead If I Have To {This Aint A Game}
Pray To The Lord Tell Him Touch You (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave Your Ass Dead Nigga Fuck You {Nigga This Aint A Game}
[Lil Eazy-E With Krayzie Bone:]
It'll Be One Less Nigga, Fucking Around With My Figures
Yo Ass Won't Get No Bigger
I'm So Fast When I Pull That Trigger, Don't Test Me
E.S.C For Me New Generation Compton G
In The Hood It's Understood, Don't Fuck Around With Eazy E
(Gotta Get That Paper, Paper)
(Gotta Get That Money Man)
Gotta Have These Hoes On Point When I Sit Back And Smoke This Joint
(Gotta Make That Money Man)
(Gotta Get That Paper, Paper)
Do You Nigga I Cant Hate Ya Keep It Gangster Thats My Nature
[Hook: (Krayzie Bone) {Lil Eazy E}]
God Bless These Niggas Like Ha'chu (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
Cuz I'll Leave A Nigga Dead If I Have To {This Aint A Game}
Pray To The Lord Tell Him Touch You (They Wanna Die, They Wanna Die)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us
Mama said it's a cruel world
And I still can't believe some of them things that I've seen with my own eyes
Weak niggas frontin like the strong guys fuckin with them Bone guys
Nigga you die,you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the hook
Off the chain and a muthafucking wire
You can label me a hitman that's out here for hire
Throwin up blood til the world expires
Nigga's lost and it turned out
Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go
Nigga save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's called survival
It's vital nigga better know what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor
Niggas be strapped with the gats and armor
Ready for whatever nigga fuck the drama bitch what?
We can make a mil take a mil tell me how that paper feel
Is he real is he real?
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill?
Drive a brand new Benz and no bills?
Fuckin right it will that's why I stay heated
Cause I got to let'em know a nigga's needed
Nigga fuckin with me while I'm weeded
Comin with the beef then nigga you eat it,eat it,eat it!
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us
And you're feeling so thuggish outta Columbus
Seen my mama? Hey, remember me baby?
I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies
And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady
Okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
And now my mama lets me down
She wouldnt pick up the phone
I'll make it all on my own
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone!
I save then baby, c'mon!
Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead!
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga ar-tillery shop
Drop when the nigga pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops!
Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerillas, killas
Still I'm puttin Biblical bop
Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock!
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
We got Mack-11's AK-47's
Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons
Bloody bodies smellin
Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved
When I'm barkin just fuck with the 5th Dawg
Nigga we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns
And a barreled sawed-off
And all the body bags come with the white chalk
Nigga while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me Flesh
You don't wanna be sorry yet again
We don't need another nigga-less army
So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed
I ain't no con I'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit like Nam
To pop off in my country!
When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof went on fire
Hide all, you little children in a dire
When I spark in the dark with a lighter
Light up and don't die in silence
Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions
Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in Zion (Zion)
Millennium and also through the city when they hated
Don't be bucking on my Bone
When someone's home and never play to me
And pray to me, can't play with me
So label me a runaway slave
And "Cést la vie"!
Murda Mo criminal's insane
Isn't worried about the aliens
Move faster and then ask 'em about the state of men and help the matter
Brace yourself, I can't tell if I'm in peril
I ain't well, fucking up some, soaking up some
How will he run from jail?
When the jail's within himself
The righteous one!
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
What is the worlds enemy?
Bone Thugs N Harmony
Uni-5
The worlds enemy
The word says
Don't be surprised my brothers if the world hates you
because we have not received the spirit of the world
but the spirit who is from god
anyone who loves the world
the love of the father is not in him
the world and its desires shall pass away
but the man who does the will of god lives forever (eternal)
because you are not of the world and therefore the world hates you
and if the world hates you know that it hated me first
we are the worlds
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
[Krayzie:]
I've been tryin ta gather my niggaz from battle
We outta control we can't be handled
We sick of police and these scandals
44. Magnums bust'en at random at em
In the Middle of the Chaos
Tell'em we bust'en our shit at the mayor
If he get caught up there's nothing ta save ya
Gauge a spray ya break ya down to were
In front of the parkin lot
I'm murderin niggas that point to shoot it
If it aint black owned than we loot it
Burn this bitch down, lets do it
We ain't marchin' we ain't talkin'
We keepin' an eye on the target
So as soon as the shit get started
We gone poppop papop that riot
Pumpin that Violence-ee (Violence)
POPO don't want peace
They want this robot in the streets with me and my T.H.U.G's
BITCH you freeze
You under arrest and you got the right to die
And guess who's pullin the switch
And I can't wait ta see ya fry
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
[Layzie:]
I never did have no love for the system man
Them laws ain't built to protect me
I'm just a nigga tryin ta live the american dream
When you wanna arrest me
And for WHAT
BeCause I'm shinning Blinging
Mad because I'm rhyming Singing
Got too much money Got too many guns
Yo pitiful life ain't got no meaning
And I know you Scheming
LIL Burna done got legit now
Bitch you sit on the ground you get on the ground
You ain't talking that shit now
Wanna spit rounds we can go there
Capo bring that regime and handle it
Capo just strapped wit Tec's and nine's
For busten in the sky gotta grenade launcher
Ain't nothing to do today
So what i'm a do im a bust on tha cops
Shoot tha street lights out on the block dial 911 sit back and watch
I can hear them sirens comin
I'm a teach these fools not to fuck with me
And The outcome was a catastrophe
Do this once a week till my brothers free
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
[Bizzy:]
United we stand divided we fall
For the same bullshit like snipers on Whitehouse lawn's
On that goodshit
Niggas from Compton to Africa
On that thug shit
Reginold Deney No Comment
I lost my blood with the death of Carlos Davis Lord
I can't love shit
Thats the fullest extent thats giving
I'm above this deception I know they intentions
With sworrrds made by Smith N Wesson
Pullin me weapon embracin me Lorrrd
Feel the spirtual ressurection through my porrres
When the souls of the Outlaws at war
No College Scholarships jus' Calibers and Clips
On the Blockwarrior plottin on Kingpin Licks
Flip Burgers I jus' can't see it
I'm a face mo c.r.e.a.m. with BONE THUGS in one night
No Secret
Fuck The Feds it ain't no love at all for me
They pull me over with Police Dogs
Lickin my Scrotum
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
[Wish:]
See Young Thug could tell me nothing
Ya Fuck up I Shed blood
Gotta leave this world with somethan
A realer nigga with more than I can handle
The Drugs was at so thats were a mack Got caught up in a scandal
Police ain't right and we ain't neither
Everybody want something equal
Listen up my people
We gotta down get down for, right Now!
Nigga fuck yo people
And this is how we all (all) dream to get paid (paid)
Got us thinkin he's one of a kind he's better than everybody destroyin dreams
But don't you listen we can rise above it above it
Nine times outta ten don't fuck that
Cause they gon love it
Quit fuckin with my people
Wonder why
We react
These strong need to be left alone
Yeaa
And thats a fact
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
[Krayzie:]
Chillin on my mamas front porch, I'm watchin. Sittin here reminiscing on how hot the block gets. From right here I can truly see how crooked the cops is. My vision gettin blurry as I look at my options. I can just let em drop me, or I can cock it and pop it. The way they murdered Oscar was proposterous nonsense. They talkin with they glocks, conversation is violence, and they wonder why society is criminal-minded. They never gon' change, come around my way. Another one shot down, slain, while the cop got praise. It's hard to maintain when they supposed to protect us. You or me could be the next one bleedin, injustice.
[Krayzie/Bizzy:]
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
[Krayzie:]
Even though the world shows no affection, you gotta keep it movin, gotta keep on steppin.
The Man Upstairs is our only protection. It's very necessary you remember this is temporary.
[Flesh:]
Times tickin' all day, let me swoop up in your neck of the woods. Everybody tend to they own hustle, got much respect, that's all good. Turn on the news, it's no surprise to see police brutality, and worse they out here gunnin us down in the street. Abuse of authority ain't even it, rather the vast majority of 'em is too damn incompetent. When is enough gon' be enough, I ask? I know we all tryin to live life free from all the madness. It's sad enough you gotta watch how they get jacked. But the worst ones the criminal that's hidin behind the badge. You got a problem, it may be a waste of time to call em, 'cause the only thing they bringin' is more problems, so why bother?
[Krayzie/Bizzy:]
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
[Krayzie:]
Even though the world shows no affection, you gotta keep it movin, gotta keep on steppin.
The Man Upstairs is our only protection. It's very necessary you remember this is temporary.
[Bizzy:]
Political think I'm illiterate, little ol' me-I get so cynical. It's pitiful livin in minimal. Generals animals stick with their tentacle. I'm more alive, I just try to fight evil. Me and my people, my people and me. I'm still single. And even though I look meager, I'm eager to make some money. My heart is more than a direction, my protection from dummies. Hold your hand like babies, feel my hand gettin stuck. Josiah acted a fool. Rasu, 7th Sign, What?!
[Krayzie/Bizzy:]
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
[Krayzie:]
Even though the world shows no affection, you gotta keep it movin, gotta keep on steppin.
The Man Upstairs is our only protection. It's very necessary you remember this is temporary.
[Layzie:]
I'm lookin around the world, my temporary city, it makes my heart hurt. Feelin the struggles of my brothers, it takes some hard work. Bein raised by single mothers, the case was caught first. And they got daddy in the pen, gotta face the laws worst. No guidance, we dyin, we barely survivin. The knowledge is there, they ain't providin. They starvin us out to keep us divided so they can get money and hide it. Operation Silence. The government got some secrets they ain't tellin, 'cause if they'd let you know then they can't convict you, felon. But they done slipped and let the thugs know the deal. We comin back to save the ghetto; let the truth be revealed. And if we all get on the level and exhibit some skills, we can all get outta debt and we can pay up these bills and just chill.
[Krayzie/Bizzy:]
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
[Krayzie:]
Even though the world shows no affection, you gotta keep it movin, gotta keep on steppin.
[Krayzie - Chorus]
Hard times got my mind in bind.
I'll go crazy tryin to climb out the grime thats in my life (my life).
Im surprised I survived. It's amazin! (amazin) Im alive, I got by with my life!
[Layzie Bone]
Everytime I look around it seem like Im in trouble, pressured by the devil.
Lord I love You and I really trust You. Wish that I could hug You.
Disappear from the grain and the rubble and I'm tryin to keep from going under.
We ride, Eastside, blowin in the wind.
Each time I try, they lie, no lie! Judgin from the outside lookin in.
Never had a clue of what Id really do. The ghetto pushin through, but I'ma do it right.
Never buckle, never stop to struggle!
Layzie gotta muscle through the pressure, bust pipes, my life, highlights, bright lights, all right! Story of a warrior. My flight, final destination, thug motivation, time never wastin, pacin my stride.
[Flesh-n-Bone]
Tryin to get it good! Feel the hustle and flow.
You know we are them mighty soldiers.
Had it been for all the shit we been through and doin whatever but God surely knows.
So here we are steady on the go. Its too late cause we been through crazy.
Everyday seem to bring a twist that take us on a loop but we dont let it phase.
Raisin these babies through it. We never run away from responsibility, but where you goin?
Youre gonna have to face the music anyway. Livin through a true reality but you be blowin!.
If they test you make em feel the pressure, let off some aggression and yo the Flesh will really give em something to stress, more likely even less.
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone]
My life! (My life) Lil' nigga bailin through the hood, livin crooked like I could.
Get cha for your goods! Make it understood! Put it on the wood!
Nigga what! (what!) I used to have to grind in the dough.
Did a little time in the poke.
A couple wicked rhymes that I wrote really helped a nigga shine with my folks.
Cause, nigga, I was broke. Eazy heard us go. And Eazy said,
Whoa, yall niggas dope! Five niggas loc, five killer flows, yall finna blow!
So temptation made us sign the papers overnight sensation!
Clearly chasing satan. Niggas really famous.
Got a lot of haters, calling us the greatest, number one and can't nobody fade us!
Got that top spot (done did it, done did it) and then came back fallin down. (down)
[Wish Bone]
I dont know what happened? What happened? Why did Eazy die?
Whats wrong with Bizzy? He alright! Is Flesh really comin home? Is Bizzy comin' home?
Just wish he'd come and take Henny the dome! Im so high, stay faded. (faded)
Might feel a little better but the pain stays there. Its ok, the real gotta spike.
Everywhere we go, the hood (?...). They can relate to the fight, the real from the fake.
Sound good hes alive.
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
As I wake up early in the morning. Light my cigarette and wake up all my bitches.
Take a shower, quickly tell The Lord I love Him! Didnt invite the devil cause I gave him (?...) evil.
I never ever thought Id keep my candleslit up, get em', hit em', get em', (?) Bizzy!
Nobody know my struggle nor my hustle. I'ma certified rider! Gave up all my children.
Women in my shit & dipping, Now you know the Lord is always with me thats my only weapon.
Talk to every sinner Bless em'. Then I raise my seven (...?...) and I don't give a fuck either! Television celebratin Livin (?), every now and then I'm chillin'.
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea, se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride
Now fella, nigga with a leather bag and that's only a speck uh
You think you let a nigga enough a sip, I only sing here
We've been here, just chillin' in the back
Mixin' a sip of Jack, while the Philly's still fat
What's that? They heard it from the ghetto Swizz
And Bone Thugs back, they can't get close to that, let's toast to that
Should we get it, we live it, we done done think somebody reachin'
You think about the greatest on that base, we better be there, we thug
Don't give him all that credit 'cause in three months or what, no drama
Had to think about the Hummer, Hummer
And everybody wonder how I do it
Summer back out like that, the money low and expand
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea, se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Tu vas a ver como con este ritmo se descontrola
Ella se prende sola
(Swizz Beatz)
Sube la consola pa que la negra mueva la cola
El ritmo letal, celestial
Tu cuerpo brutal, el momento fenomenal
Se siente en un viaje especial
Mueve el arsenal, mujer inmortal
Empieza, tra, avanza y empieza, con destreza
Tigueresa, comele la fresa
¡Prendete, no se quede tieza!
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea, se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Y casi, mueve el chasi
Te metiste con el facil
Llego el perro inteligente como Lassie
Baile pa que nos respeten los paparazzi
Hoy no te vas en taxi
Yo nunca muero como las Reebok Classic
Yo soy el kamikaze
Agil W de rima es un oasis
¿Cómo es, cómo es? Sigue bailando y no pare
¿Cómo es, cómo es? Ahí, ahí ahí
¿Cómo es, cómo es? Sigue bailando y no pare
¿Cómo es, cómo es? Ahí, ahí ahí
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea, se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Yes, I love to dance, I don't wanna stop
I can feel the beat and it makes me hot
Yes, I wanna let go but I'm in, control
I'm ready to ride, watch my body go
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, I know you wanna see me do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, come and check me out as I do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, I know you like the way I do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, watch me as I work it, baby
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea, se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
(shouting in backround)
wit more black men in da world, we aint neva gunna die
we multiply, straight up straight up (cheers)
(announcer)
what you are about to witness
is tha rising of a thug nation
and a beginning of a thug world order
(dark voice)
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
whats up punk bitches
bone thugs n harmony deck up in dat ass wit shot gun blasts
ha ha ha ha ha ha and ya'll mutha fuckas thought it was ova...bitch
(Bone)
see now
come see da bone bone x41
bone bone bone x 8
(lead into the next song)
who be da niggas thats keepin the thuggish
ruggish from da public and if you dont like it then
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Mmmmmmm Sweet Jane, Jane, Jane, Jane
I'm so in love with you Sweet Jane, Jane, Jane
Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary Mary
I'm so in love with you Sweet Jane, Jane, Jane
[Krayzie Bone]
I never, knew love like this before, before, before
I said I never, knew love like this befoooooore
She, relaxes my mind - keeps me tired all day and night
Damn near feel like I'm fly, high
And I can't come down, don't wanna come down
Don't need to come down, down
Ooh, ooh; I'm feelin so cool, cool
Cause that's what you do, do
Sweet Jane, I'm so into you (I'm so into you)
Can't nobody tell me nothin that'll make me stop messin with you
They keep tellin me you're bad for me, it just ain't true
Believe me (believe me)
Baby I don't believe it, as long I'm with you Jane
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
It's such a beautiful thang when I'm just sittin back smokin
No time to worry 'bout thangs cause Mary Jane got me chokin
And I like this, feelin
Light it up and smoke one, feel me
I like to smoke it when I'm rollin, blaze it up when I'm drunk
I like to smoke it in the mornin, blaze it up when I fuck
Yeah, this is what she does for me
Ain't tryin to tell you but to me she's love-ly
She lets me know when niggaz fucked up
Don't fuck wit'chu, don't fuck wit'chu
Even when the road gets tough, smoke another one
Think it through, you can think it through
And I know we got a lot of people goin through it
But talk of Mary Jane, she can sho' help you through it (this is America!)
And she, does ease the pain (pain)
But you gotta take, her, to the brain (hey, hey)
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
I told you before that nigga I would never stop my fiendin
All I be needin is sticky green man
When I be ridin I'm smokin and leanin, you ain't comprehendin that meanin
About the sticky, the sticky, the green leaves, leaves, leaves
Nigga you keep that brown, I want this shit with no seeds
Girl you my thaaaang
And I love the way you stimulate the brain, brain
And it ain't nothin I would change
Compliment you with a little bit of Tangueray, hey
Kray', my nigga let's ante up on a pound
You swoop up Wish and I'ma swoop up B
we can have this Thugs night on the town (town)
Let's blow this one for Flesh, fo'sho'
It's the niggaz night out, the niggaz night out, y'know
Hurry up and twist one, pass it on so I can hit one
And none of you busta niggaz can't get none
Smokin hydroponics, got it mixed with Indonesias
So high right about now I'm thinkin I caught amnesia
But reefer really makes me happy, happy, happy
I wanna roll up some mo'
(bizzy intro)
(chorus)
I can feel it in the air
Can you feel it (Summer love)(yeahh)
I can see everywere
Can you see it (Summer Love)(yeahh) x2
All winter we been on the grind
Waiting on the summer time
Anxious for the time to shine
Show'em how they suppose to rhyme
(Krayzie Verse)
We finna hit up the cold big store
Put up some dough
C'mon you rollin with kray
Hey this could be another winderfull dayyy
Grandady on in my drop top caddy
Groupin on a fattie
Swoopin through the alley
You can find me
Doin it after park
Until the po-po come
And ruin it after dark
Ohhh
But we gun try our best to keep it crackin
Light it up to the break of dawn
And just don't stop
(chorus)
I can feel it in the air
Can you feel it (Summer love)(yeahh)
I can see everywere
Can you see it (Summer Love)(yeahh) x2
All winter we been on the grind
Waiting on the summer time
Anxious for the time to shine
Show'em how they suppose to rhyme
(Layzie Bone Vesre)
Break out the grill
Pull out the cars
All the players at the car wash
The ladie showing skinn
I guess the sun it bring the stars out
I just wunna ball out
Hit sum sticky
As Im smoking and leaning
Go by the mall out
I love it when im so fresh and so clean
Step on the scene
Like new money mann
You know wut I mean (yeaah)
I got the feelin the feelin
Just like a million
Not worry bout a thing just chillin
(chorus)
I can feel it in the air
Can you feel it (Summer love)(yeahh)
I can see everywere
Can you see it (Summer Love)(yeahh) x2
All winter we been on the grind
Waiting on the summer time
Anxious for the time to shine
Show'em how they suppose to rhyme
(Wish Bone Vesre)
Motorcycle rollin
Him not because they know me
Slide through
Ride through
Then what
He don't want it
Grab sumthing from the back
Snatch off something off from the fat back
And girlies girlies luv when I ride that
Fast or slow
Ima take her were she need to go
Hold on tight
Its summer time
So we ridin all night
If it gets too cold we can jump in watever
Continue enjoying this good good weather
(chorus)
I can feel it in the air (Summer love)(yeahh)
Can you feel it (Summer Love )(yeahh)
I can see everywere (Summer Love)(yeahh)
[Bizzy:]
Loose!
Sippin on gin, fuck juice,
A hundred percent brew,
The gankin for my bankin keeps you shankin wit a deuce, deuce,
So easy when me pull me lead off,
No one's allowed,
When you see me nigga, keep your head up,
No need to bow,
We say fuck you now,
Let loose the strays and i get em,
Bet you'll catch em, forget em,
snatch AK's and I lit em,
So....Speed em up, dont catch the buck and dont you fucks wit me,
Eazy E on the gank move,
I ganked you, so easily,
Fools. Slipped up,
Now whos' got they dick up your shit,
Flipped the script, slipped a little RIP and set trick.
[Flesh:]
Just think about all the past times,
Stack sneakin the gun, Im blastin up in your car so,
The glock glock goes pop,
And I might drop the bombs, disaster when I'm rollin,
I keep the gun I'm holdin in a me trench and,
Dont mention, Im a lunatic, "click",
Runnin me dick in,
They cocked, they plot,
Say who know when, but me be fuckin,
Thats right, I chopp,
Me be the punk who calling me bluffing...
[Bizzy:]
It shouldnt a went wrong,
All done, when the RIP pump that pistol grip,
Thugged out on a 187,
Where the niggas, they temple split,
Hit em up, get em up,
nigga dont get caught runnin with them hoods and,
Be nothing but thugs and slugs and drugs,
Be running off in my hood and nigga dont fuck with the glock glock,
Gotta drop for the pop of the buckshot,
You see me hangin and bangin and naming,
Nigga dont test, that gauge's cocked,
They drop the top,
Me bloody me jackedt when buckin the pap pap,
No need of a word when you served,
You heard it when i clacked that gat back,
Runnin with gats and bats,
So nigga dont test RIP,
Cuz youll get a peeled cap,
Pap pap that dome,
better check that temple when a nigga done got that skull cracked,
Lil RIP done grown up,
The bigger the nigga, the quicker get showed up,
Lets swerve to the bird,
Hit up a hold up, so many bodies done blown up,
Nuts, bucks, and guts,
Niggas mistaking they balls for dogs,
All niggas will get mauled,
Come find em, pick up a pole and flip on all yall,
And I'll never hold up,
Especially when I'm rosed out,
Better bring your click,
Them guns run, roll out or get blown out,
You dont....wanna get nutty cuz nigga you gon get bloody,
Once you see the braids and skullies,
Cover that throat, when i cut it up, somethin lovely,
The thug i be, me,
Smuggin up in the Land, buckin niggas and
Pumpin me slugs up in the man, the man...
[Krayzie:
Im runnin the graveyard shift,
Now lemme get down for my crime,
gotta go purchase a dime,
Smoke on some reefah to ease up my mind,
And pullin the stick to get down for the crime,
Swig on some wine,
Slip on the glock wit me rocks me ready to serve them dummies see,
Gotta buck em on down if they come back talkin like,
Gimme back me mony,
Thuggin wit me killas,
Need us a liter of liquor, but niggas aint got shit,
Wit a sawed off pump chrome 38 pistol, now who ready to get bent,
Nigga like me fiendin for them green leaves,
but i aint got no doe,
Gotta make some money so me making me dummy rocks,
choppin up soap,
Split em up, get em up, hit em off the block,
Put a hand pullin on each loaded barrel,
Cuz a fiend might trip when he hit the shit and flip,
Finna see this aint yayo,
But nigga dont come back,
You might get a peeled cap,
Or maybe concussion from niggas stompin that ass to the curb,
Oh nigga, its like that,
Niggas, drug dealers peelin killers soft,
That sawed-off so,
Come and let your nuts hang,
If you thug gotta cut them balls off though,
So nigga respect this,
Or you're gonna rest bitch,
Off in the grave and your brain'll be hangin,
From swangin with my gang and,
Nigga dont want no problems,
But then if you wants to cause it,
A 9 milimeter, sawed-off, a .380 tech nine comin out of me closet
[Layzie:]
My nigga, just call it a raid,
Putting your shit to the pave,
Finna go meeting gauge,
Live in the Land of the brave, craze, dazed,
gotta blaze the maze and never did phase bone,
My thugster brothers ruggish never did take no loss and,
Putting niggas in the coffin,
You're dearly departed, better off and,
Senseless killers, Sawed-off haulin off the best of niggas,
And i put to rest them niggas,
Flesh'll test, and i flex on niggas,
Mr. RIP get clip, come and rippin em with the pistol grip,
And if them trip feel the bone, now watch me get fatal with flim,
Now come to the teacher,
More creature cuz i never did love ya,
Motherfuck that buster,
number one with the gun gotta stay above ya,
Fuck wit a thug, a nigga get drug,
You feelin the stiff from a 38 slug man,
Lemme see you hang, swang, bang to them brains,
Chain gang,
So a nigga remain insane, maintaining that steady buzz,
You feel the stress, test the best,
Now nigga what,
Nuts up in a them guts,
Trust that i bust them slugs up,
Runnin up rappin that big shit,
Ending up getting your wig split,
Bitch, dumped in a ditch,
Never knew no one could fuck wit the bone, its on,
And show the double glock is where the thugstas roam, its on,
So trick that buster, listen,
Better check your ammunition,
Krayzie:
Dedicate this to all the niggas on the streets; niggas in the hood strugglin', doin' what the fuck they gotta do to make their money; and all the thugs, the hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps. Let's roll, let's roll.[. . . ghetto love, ghetto love. I can feel that ghetto love, ghetto love . . .]
Street people [people] All my people be them niggas with an attitude. [We're ready for war.] The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you gotta do].
I dedicate this to the niggas in the hood [Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?], keepin' it real on the street. Niggas they practice what they preach, stayin' true until they D-I-E. Niggas still strong. We keep on bailin' through the stress and all the rest of the shit that's goin' on. Speakin' of violence, I see, you got to keep a pistol, 'cause if niggas think you're rich, you gon' be got, they out to pinch ya. Bullshit you not--killin' because of the pump, and it drives us to the point of no return, especially when you 're gone off of the sherm. You could give a fuck about a nigga flossin'. While you walkin', he on sixteen switches. Ain't that a bitch? But that's life. This shit ain't nothin' nice, and he'll take yours if his ain't right. And I can't stop 'em or knock 'em, but yo, I wouldn't even try, though. 'Cause Bible say, "Hey, either repent or you will die." So [so, so], choose one [just one]: either repent and get saved, or put some food on your table for now.
Krayzie:
Street people [people]: All my people be them niggas with an attitude. [We're ready for war.] The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you gotta do].
Krayzie [with Niko]:
I see my sisters out there hustlin', man [strugglin', man.]. Do what it takes, but that's the brakes, rustle up what you can. Gotta feed your babies [babies, yeah]. Handle yourself your own business--don't wait on that nigga to get you nothin'. We been poor long enough, and I know you would scheme on somethin' [somethin', yeah]. Take the welfare, fuck it! The system givin' it to you, 'cause it's guilt on they conscience. Don't let 'em fool you [don't let 'em fool you, no]. Really ain't doin' a nigga any favors, so come on and get the paper, paper, before you die, die. This verse is for my ghetto queens, tryin' to come up and get them better things, particularly cheddar cheese. Make that money [Make that money]. Work, work, work. Whatever your occupation, as long as you bringin' home the bacon, bacon, bacon. Don't let your enemy lock your mind, too. And I hope y'all really been payin' attention 'cause it's 1999, ooh. [Ooh-ooh,
yeah.] Though people comin' around, we gon' thug. So where the thugs at? Gimme some of that ghetto love [ghettp love].
Krayzie:
Street people [people]: All my people be them niggas with an attitude. [We're ready for war.] The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you gotta do].
Krayzie [with Niko]:
Now if y'all feelin' me, let's get down and tear the roof off the mother. Shoot the muthafuckas! I'm serious and mean business. Ready to pump pump and ride, you with it? Come on, put it out there. Pump, pump, pump police. They treat us like animals--let's attack 'em like beasts. But hold on: 'fore you start fightin' [hold on, hold on], let's brighten up the action scene, pass me the gasoline [no more, no more]. I'm really not trippin' on this rappin' no more, 'cause I know it won't last too much longer . When it's over, then I be a full-time soldier [I told you], if I make it out of the game with all my sanity. Get paid, fuck the fame, get out quickly. Understand me? 'Cause at the rate I'm goin', pretty soon they'll try to ban me for killin' these muthafuckas tryin' to tamper with my family. Now they got me runnin' from these po-po's, tryin' to jam me, but I told them muthafuckas not to try to test my manly, and this is my mentality for fuckin' with the street life, street life [street life.]
Krayzie:
Street people [people]: All my people be them niggas with an attitude. [We're ready for war.] The street mentality: it's do what you gotta do [do what you gotta do].
Niko:
I gotta give it up to all my thugstas, we're street people. Them niggas with an attitude, let's stop the killin', we're strugglin' just like you to make a livin'. We're not pretendin', don't y'all remember? It ain't easy tryin' to stay alive, some people out there smokin' crack. My people workin' 9 to 5, just doin' it right. Real strong, hold on 'cause it won't be long before the strugglin' days is long gone, hold on, be strong.
Krayzie:
Somebody better 'em we the T-H-U-G's real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers. we're T-H-U-G's real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers.
[Intro-Layzie Bone]
Yo we vibin'
What?!
This is.....(Im' a str8 rida)
another Self-Entertainment Production (Im' a str8 rida)
(Im' a str8 rida) Bone Thugs (Im' a str8 rida)
Yeah
Ay move, that's that nigga right there dawg,(we str8 ridaz)
thats the same nigga that was talkin shit at the club dawg, watch out...
[Verse 1-Layzie Bone]
When I am yeah Im' grindin baby gettin down with the best of them,
You thought I would slip and fall, end up like the rest of them,
Thats what you expect from them, neva' the thug nigga this bone,
Whup him like he stole something, I beat him like Im' Roy Jones,
And I thought I told you life is quick and fast better get up and get the cash,
Quick to mash, nigga be lettin em' slip and pass, number one is up for grabs,
Im'a be the victor man, strong arm, take the shit man, like I was the beater man,
Bulldozer against the grain, I always been the rebel dawg,
Kickin' ass and takin names, on a whole 'nother level dawg,
Grown since a teenager, mobile phones and Sky Pagers
Brought up in the projects, now we ballin' skyscrapers
H2s and Escalades, customized, special made
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we gettin' paid
Naw I ain't about to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily climbin'
[Hook - Bizzy Bone] X 2
Ride or die..
Ain't nothin' wrong, I'm ready to get the battle on
Ride or die..
Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare
[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
A nigga got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical condition
And if there's a cure for this, I don't need a fixin'
Gimme a blunt and let me split that shit, man hit that shit
We ain't smokin', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat spliffs
My nigga, just kick back with me, it's the thugs
That's runnin' this motherfucker so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That started this thuggish ruggish, that rough and rugged shit
We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, they caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty jealous 'cause they all on dick
Battle you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine
Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and stop the bleedin'
Thug niggaz straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I creep
So don't be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come through blazin'
With my Leatherface and sawed off, servin' niggaz raw dog
[Hook] X 2
[Verse 3 - Bizzy Bone]
Resurrection of the radical, none of these rappers compatible
Ready for combat, fanatical, tragedies never tattle
Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up blood stains, grievance
And I done seen about everything in the world but Jesus
I been to Armageddon, under war, one disciple
Tear it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the Bible
My shit's maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up bile
Livin' this crazy life, la vida loca
Baggin' that coca (cola), poppin' that Motorola soldier
This shit is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin', bitch
I am the master of my destiny, never no De Lilo
And no Jezebel, my sisters say don't let them broads stress me
I need the silence of the spirits, I am the lamb
These niggaz gon' hate it, corrupt it again, hmmm
It's the religion of Abraham, where there were Muslim bastards
Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is thug life niggaz
[Chorus: Flesh-n-Bone {Layzie Bone} (Krayzie Bone)]
'Creepin' On Ah Come Up' from sunup to sundown. Movin', we get up and get around.
{Facts don't lie!} (Uh huh, uh huh, Uh huh)
Where snoozin' is for loosers, that's something we can't allow!
No matter what, we holdin' it down! {Facts don't lie!} (Uh huh, uh huh, Uh huh)
[Krayzie Bone:]
Hey! Run up on me nigga you better be ready with your heat.
If you wanna know if I'm really a "G" then get out your car and come see!
And I'm like a battering-ram, knockin' them bustas flat on their back.
I'll show 'em how bad I am – the baddest when it comes to this rap!
My nigga now Flesh is home. Bizzy Bone – he's still insane.
And I'm still hangin' with with Lay. This nigga Wish Bone – he ain't changed.
D.J. U-Neek supplied the beat, that nigga's still creepin' up on ah come-up! (Yeah!)
They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done! What?!
We claimed and we say the game is done! A hot rapper that ain't used Bone's flow?
Name me one... I'll wait! (I'll wait)...
Nigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do, just remember this here! Uh huh!
[Layzie Bone:]
This for my aces and my spades! All of my N.W.A's,
All of my above-the-law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade.
Hey! It's like a pay day nigga! FLESH gon' call it a LAY day, nigga.
I'm a call it a KRAY day nigga, you BIZZY, WISHin', this mayday, nigga!
I got an AK nigga like my name was Jeremy.
My heart like Stew's nigga, so these niggas is scared of me.
They don't compare to me, never gonna get ahead of me! Money the mission – it better be.
Livin' my life Heavenly. These streets is watchin' me – studyin' B-O-N-E.
The hustle is really in me, so money – we makin' plenty.
'Bout the skills and the bills. Still collectin' for the thrill.
So I'll with the real. I just tell the bear to chill!
[Chorus]
[Flesh-n-Bone:]
My niggas we at you on a do or die mission!
It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait and they took it now since they hooked,
Flesh will cut 'em up something lovely! and serve em one hell of a platter,
Worse than a natural disaster! They should've expected this chapter!
But! There's no way to prepare plus they game ain't ready for it!
Themoriginal thugs, got something that'll shut all you bitch niggas up!
Trust! that facts don't lie! Stack's about to take flight!
No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap when I cut off your fuckin' light switch!...
Shakin' you niggas up with each medley. So heavy it's deadly still the rawest of reaper melody.
Fresh off the main line. From the pen and the county right back to the block,
No matter where we at we holdin' it down "G"!
[Wish Bone:]
Some of you niggas got soldiers - how many of you got it that need to have a hole in em,
wanna lay back, wanna stretch that... and pop a cold one huhh. like "Fuck!"
Ain't too many that can walk in my shoes!
I never think of losin', I do my part with a lot heart so I suggest you stay up out of my ozone
and listen so it's clearly in the block with that top gone (top gone!)
Don't pretend I'll bust first 'cause that's if they do fear and now you wanna argue...
getting back would be my new career retire on that ass...
You sick with that flow but I'm so quick with that grab and blast!
You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass! So we can do my thugstas like whoa!
Silence is all you hear, and ain't nobody talking! You just gone. Play with me, nigga!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Bizzy Bone {Krayzie Bone}]
These are the signs of time, time, time. {Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh} [x3]
Mr. Law Protector, me don't respect ya
Ya took to many innocent lives (still no surrender!)
It's all too familiar, license to kill ya
Seems we beat the rep every time (still no pretender!)
Crooked officer... (fuck the police!)
You wanna come get me, but I'ma keep runnin cause prison ain't for me
...You know me no surrender!
I can break you off, fo sho...
You better off dead, cause me in a cell will never prevail
...You know me no pretender!
Me runnin and duckin, evadin the law, since I can remember
Tryna get paid, sellin my llell, from january to december
In a gizzard, through the blizzard, on a porch when, it's scorchin
Only fuck with, familiar, when I'm stackin, my fortune
So don't trust the police
Down here, get KILLED fuckin with the police
No love, no trust, no respect for us
And we will not surrender to the police
Nah, they do us RAW...
Pull us over, jealous of CARS...
Lyin witness, they'll shoot niggaz up, leavin families SCARRED
Nigga FUCK THE POLICE, they get, BEHIND ME
Then FUCK THE POLICE, I got, WHAT THEY NEED
I'm legal! Don't give 'em that reason just to fuck with you!
They hate when they can't touch you! And never ever give info to em!
We got some issues with the PO-PO!
They keep on killin us, why aint nobody seein this? I dont know!
Even niggaz are the victim of the street
The BLACK COP! BLACK COP, BLACK COP, BLACK COP!
Just like every other day the po-po kill a man
UNJUSTICE, but trust me, don't nobody give a damn
So whatcha gonna do when they try to do you?
Felecia
Spread the love! Spread the love! Ohh! Spread the love! Spread the love! Ohh! Spread the love! Spread the love! Have a heart if you will make a change. Let's give love a chance!
Layzie Bone
What the world needs now is a little L-O-V-E, is what we need in these streets. It's what we need to be free and if we open our hearts and then we all play or parts. Invest in good education, makin' these babies smart. Give 'em a start, give 'em a chance, let 'em advance, make that change, erase that pain, finally gain. Give 'em shelter out of the rain. Can you explain what's on the brain? If we equal – all the same. All of my peoples praise His name, give it to Jesus and maintain.
Bizzy Bone
Spread Love, make money, keep rent, stay hungry. Be doves, be thugs, stay buzzed out honey! My business to myself, rather walk alone in the trenches, with a trench coat in the closet just makin' sure we in Heaven. Pass cups full of Crown and Henney around the table. Sparked my stogies with niggas and tippin' my Clark Gable. Never snitched on none of my enemies, they snitched on themselves. Been on the grind since niggas been dippin' in and out of jail cells. (jail cells)
Felecia (- Bridge-)
Feed the hungry, help the homeless! Babies cryin', people dyin', all this fightin', stop the lyin'. Have a heart if you will make a change. Let's give love a chance!
Felecia (Flesh-n-Bone) (- Chorus -)
Spread the love! Spread the love! (Gotta spread that love around) [X3]
Have a heart if you will make a change. Let's give love a chance!
Krayzie Bone
Sometimes I wonder how we keep from going under. Wound up with no more lov-eh! 'Cause everybody out for number one! If I ruled the world, I probably would give it all right back to God and try to save all of our lives. 'Cause if you're lookin' for paradise, I know of a little knowledge that'll probably pull up beside 'em. Bet you know the harm, that it'll get 'em, get 'em. Better spread the love and spread the message. No questions, better count your blessings! Stress not for Heaven – but the resurrection!
Flesh-n-Bone
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
All these slimy grimy women, birthin children to make a livin
So sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad
All these slimy grimy women, whirly women chasin millions
Sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad
[Krayzie Bone]
I got a lot of negative problems; I call 'em baby's mommas
There be always drama cause they always callin
Draggin me in and out of the courtroom, man
How much is enough to support you, ma'am?
Got a nigga in the jam I am, sittin in the cell with no bail
But I got cash, man I tell y'all
Women, playin the game birthin children to make a livin
She don't need a 9-to-5 cause she workin the system
Bitches! Grimy, nasty, old wicked-ass bitches
Schemin and tryin to skeez on a real nigga
Hold my baby ransom and tryin to get some advances
But before I give you half Miss, I go to jail and chance it (yeah)
You golddiggin hoes get nothin, nathan, nada
You're lucky if I even holla
It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
Better watch it boy, sneaky bitches, grimy bitches
Down for takin, stickin all these bitches nigga listen
Hoes'll get you fucked up, some of 'em like to cut shit
Some of 'em think they smart, I'm knockin
Bitches have you locked up, and it's fucked up
Shit, we gotta have that ass, and it's no love
Mamis just be at that stash, tryin to get me
Pop one in and now she got my ass for 18, she got my cash
Now the people in my buisness, gotta pay up (pay up)
Or it's on, I'm gone, while the slut lays up
But naw, naw dawg, I can't see myself bein broke
or trippin 'bout no broad, dawg (hell naw)
If in fact, if it's mine give it back
One-two-three-fo', baby daddy's past mistakes
Gotta pay for that share, I'm 'bout the garbage-ass kids
Let me catch another nigga, leave that bitch!
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
See I was brought up on the side of the tracks
with the roaches and the rats
Brats, big grimy bitches approaches niggaz with the gats
Out to rob ya, out to get ya, nigga livin is a gamble
Bitches settin niggaz up, with their baby mama scandal
Women these days worse than fiends in the 80's
Tryin to collect all the welfare, havin about ten babies
Shady, shiesty women, they might like me
See a nigga with money and they think they might try me (I doubt it)
Keep it movin baby, I'm the one that keep it player
No matter how you fix your hair or how you shake your derriere
I won't fuck it, trained not to love it
She won't cut into my budget with kids playin the puppets
It's a goddamn shame, America the great
Give a nigga a case because my pockets ain't straight
Look nigga, if you can't take care of your kids
Cause these set-up grimy bitches tryin to use them to live, nigga
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
I've been so many places (all around the world)
So many unfamiliar faces
Ohhh I pray every day (every day, every day)
To keep from goin crazy
[Krayzie Bone]
Well what do ya know? We still here
but we still strugglin tryin to come up on that almighty dollar
Do the damn thang and I've got to maintain, try not to go insane
Every day, I'm facin compilations
Motions I've been in the gauge, temptations of the faith
Snake in the grass
I'm keepin my eye on y'all, won't let nobody hold me back
I never did figure that in my life that it could be this real
Never did figure that bein a rapper would be so hard, oh God
But now that I'm seein the light
As soon as I open my eyes for the first time I realize I gotta die
And life don't last forever
And fast livin make you crazy if you, suck up too much
Trust me, I done seen enough (seen enough)
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
Done hustled all through this world, I'm really not doin it for fun
Don't worry about me {?} a hand I see, I take it and run
And maybe we can chill out, hit a couple of yo' spots
Have some we can pass out, if not, bye-bye
Cause I got another show, some {?} up for dough
Need to borrow my thugs, some {?} and then we blow
And then it's on the next CD
Thugs get it all then it's easy, one of you got it then I know you feel me
That's why you gotta get your hustle, on
Everybody get the money, yeah
Got the money, reach for thousands, mmm
Got them thousands, reach for millions, y'know
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
Now I done traveled around the globe
witnessed some things that I wouldn'ta seen
Me and my team chasin green
runnin this Earth, tryin to live our dream
What I've seen would make the average person, run, quit and hide
And you know I'm down for the ride, I had to choke it and swallow my pride
I hate to admit it but dawg I love my material thangs was what I was after
Who woulda thought about bein a rapper? All of the coaches I captured
I got, caught in the rapture, assumed it was written
Keepin women, poverty stricken
it seems like the whole world's takin a strippin
I don't know why, and I don't know what it is
All the crazy thangs I done did brought me closer to my kids
No more bailin by my lonely, that story but I'm thorough
Me and my dogs runnin this planet, it's just us against the world, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
You niggaz don't really know me, not one of my homies wanna control me
Control these nuts, I'm goin home
Come and hold me, you get one of the twins to come and fold me
Hallelujah! Only one, sacred and holy
Phony love, how they givin it only
One of them choked, thick black billie clubs with LAPD whuppin on me
Yo' bitch was strippin down in San Diego
She only in it for the money, but we all in it for somethin though
And she really loved Tony, some thick-dicked yellow nigga
He lived in the basement and he sell weed to the drug dealers
Been around the hood and now you're motherfuckin eyed
Rather die than to be caught up in deception and lies, word to the wise
What, y'all thought I wasn't going to do a weed song?
Shit, nigga, you know me [you know me, you know me].
And it makes me sing, every puff that I breathe, potent herbs and leaves could ease the world . . . I like to get high [I like to get high]. So high.
Budsmokers only. Reefer really makes you happy. Don't it?
Me smokin' budda [budda, budda]. Come again, me smokin' budda [budda, budda].
Me roll, and then me pass the 'hudda to ya.
Me feelin' that blunt, so don't let that 'budda fool ya.
Puff on that 'hudda ['hudda, 'hudda]. Come again, puff on this 'hudda ['hudda, 'hudda].
Sit back, relax, and let the 'budda soothe ya. And when they ask, "Who?" You can tell them Krayzie schooled ya.
Puff on the budda, but first me gotta get with me friends. So, Wish, you provide a grub, 'cause I'm gonna spend all my ends on the budda. Come again, will ya share me a bit of blunt, my friend? If you don't wanna go half, fuck it. I'll put in the ends on the budda, budda. We roll and smoke and choke and pass and toke and hand it back to ya. That budda gonna keep ya . . .
So high . . .
So, now, how high can ya go?
I want to get high . . .
[Birds whistling. Sound of someone walking through a wooded area. Silenced
gunfire. Utterance of pain.]
Pump your fists if you're with me.
Pump your fists up if you're with me. Artillery, yeah!
Pump your fists up if you're with me.
Let us be victorious, be victorious.
Move out. Hut one, yeah.
Hut two, hut three, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior.
Listen to the story of . . .
The world war has begun. We gettin' ready to fight, and if you ain't ready to die then don't be comin' outside. Spittin' fire, fire, baby, with plenty
ammunition. The mission's complete, and nigga, I've been waitin' for this.
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period. Figured you got niggas with attitude behind the trigger. Steady, we pumpin' our fists in black fatigues. We don't surrender. You wanna deal with us, get rid of us, split us? Come and get us, and when you come get us, remember bitch you gots to kill us. And you can surely believe that I, I'm bringin' all my ammunition with me tonight. Crooked coppers tryin' to kill us everywhere, 'cause we won't get the mark of the beast, no [Not me.]. Stay silent warriors. Silent warriors.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior. Listen to the story of . . . If you can be heard, then you can be hit, and if you can be hit, then you can be killed.
Better get ready for combat. When we aim to bomb back, we usually contact.
Heated heavily, buckin' steady, lay 'em all flat. Crawl back, you muthafuckas, I repeat--retreat. With plenty heat, you'll be defeated. Aw, that bloody murda murda, baby. Silent situation is always the perfect assassination. Now, to the graveyard, nigga where your brave heart? You play hard, now it's time for me to break march, and take charge. We journey to the killin' fields, where the murda and the shit is real. Oh Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, comin' forth to carry me home, me home.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior. Listen to the story of . . .
Shit... I've been a thug my whole motherfucking life Struggling Doing what the fuck I've got to do to survive Bottom line Thugline
You see me on T.V. but you don't really know me Don't know the story of the
warrior And how I survived in this game Nigga never had shit Had to work to get it Or I had to steal it Most of the time I was hungry That's why I did it I ain't bullshittin, seventeen I'm leavin the house, I need my own Nigga done tried to be grown And fucked around Now I'm homeless on the streets With my niggas I learned About every drug The heroine, the weed, the speed, the crack, the sherm But we was broke and we couldn't afford it But niggas was schemin and plottin on shit Oh yes you know this I come from a long line of thugs Us strugglers hustle what we can rustle up It might not have been too much But we always got just enough,
our hard times Kept niggas together through all the windy weather And nigga whenever you need somebody to roll I'm goin to be there, you know me A nigga stayed thug devoted in the streets When I didn't have a place to sleep or shit to eat My family goin through some pains They struggle but they make out My people off their hinges And it was against our religion as a witness So you know I really can't comprehend it My mother and father told me: don't mess with drugs and why you smokin? I was right or wrong? Can't understand it If the purpose was to have a nigga struggle I don't think they should have had me, had me Think they never should of had me As I drop to my knees can't you see I ain't happy?
guess who's back
right about now its time for those notorious thugs
Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie
Flesh, and that nigga DJ U-Neek
mo thug takin over so you best beware
cuz we came to shut this motherfuckea down
ya, bone comin back at you bitches for the 97
ya, these mothafuckaz didnt think it was on
old playa-hatin ass niggaz ya my niggaz brung they style to the table 1st
nigga, why dont you relize, reconize, idolize
its over bitch, its the art of war
retaliation
abort, when its the art of war
the art of war, of war
abort, when its the art of war
1 and 2 world war
playa playa we done party over time
see we done partied over time
[Intro: sample of "Good Lovin" by Mammatapee]
Good loving, good love
Good loving, good love
Good loving, is so hard to find
I met you woman, and I just can't get enough, yeah
And if you want some this, care right now now now now
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting on youuuu you you...
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Remember remember remember remember yesterday
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?
[Krayzie Bone]
You know it ain't nothin like family, y'all nigga my dogs
And we gon' be there 'til the end of the road
and stay on the mission to get this dough
Cause we are family, you know we been trues
You know what we've been through, we've got nothin to lose
Y'all call my name and I'll be there
Dawg (dawg) they done lost they mind
Thinkin Bone will divide up and throw this whole vibe away
But we are every day people, every day people
We just niggaz doin what we've got to do
Uh-huh, uh-huh, but still we've got to be united
And try to fight it
[Wish Bone]
Lay down, get down!
You know we really done broke these niggaz down
Ain't nobody been through what we've been through
Ain't nobody gon' watch your back like I do
It's an every day thang, over +Crept and We Came+
Feelin this game, servin this up, that's really that murder mayne
How I rhyme and I flow, I get it straight from my Thuggstaz
When I die I really wanna go right next to my Thuggstaz
Cleveland, Cleveland is where I come from, come from
Leavin, leavin, that's how we came up
Ooh, and can't nobody believe it; yes, you better believe it
Trendsetters in this game and we really ain't leavin
With all my dogs, just admit that we are raw
With all of y'all behind us we will never fall
All-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all (what's that)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
And nigga let the world go around and around
Livin out in this strugglin, hustlin just to get down
Some of us need a memoir, and some of us need the crowd
Children of the underground
Remember how we clowned havin fun, rippin and runnin around town, so dumb
But where we from means anything and a gun
Sounds that they hear in the suburbs
And chirpin they birds, my nigga chirpin the suburbian
On the curb, Layzie he was rollin up the herb
So superb that ya beat is twirkin
A little nigga earned, feelin broke 'til the motherfucker still splurgin
Snatchin purses and sellin dubs and twurkin, twurkin, twurkin
I was talkin in the church, in the church, in the church
And then everybody dressed up
and you know they was perpin, they perpin, they perpin
They not knowin, they not knowin, knowin
[Chorus - Thin-C & Krayzie Bone:]
Everybody wanna sound like, sound like, sound like Bone, Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like, rap like, rap like Bone, Bone, Bone! As we continue to pick up the pieces, they follow us Kings ‘til the sundown. Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down. [X2]
[Layzie Bone:]
[Layzie]
Bone Thug Nature, Naughty By Harmony.
(Forgive them father they know not what they do)
[Layzie]
Yea. Treach in the Mothafuckin house.
[Bizzy]
its time to hittem wit the real shit
(Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone)
[Layzie]
Mo Thugs
(Chorus)
[Bizzy]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Layzie]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little bizzys eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
Well i was born wit my eyes wide/
feelin the pressure of livin today now why should i try/
im tired of feelin this pain/
game gon' recognize game/
and any nigga that aint really feelin me is the epitamy/
of what i be doin these niggaz is slippery/
if you say history let it repeat itself/
treat yoself dont cheat yoself to a life live low/
watch yo health, better yourself but takes care of yourself/
tellem to suck on these nuts, money dont grow on trees what/
killers will stop and squeeze bust/
funny how shit dont ease up/
strapped wit the heat,lovin the streetz i gota go get it what ever we need/
my wife and my seeds dependin ony me im tryin to be the best i can be/
talk about life, i wont get it twice/
makin this money for me and my wife/
niggaz is wana shut me down, what about the kids the kids the kids is great/
watch how my nigga we dominate, makin through were you cant concentrate/
releasin and through em we bomb on hate/
real life comin atcha real life shit can happen real life talkin to ya, now holla at me!/
[Bizzy]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Layzie]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light in trigger treaches eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Treach]
20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer of beer on the wall/
20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer/
now after 1 of the 1 of the dollaz of dollaz happen to happen to fall/
it be click pow click pow click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/
i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/
i got my own version called the ghetto passion of christ/
niggaz feel theyselves too much cant see the shit that your in/
i wana save all the cheerin but im pissed like urine/
what is telegraphic, tell a spy, tell a lie/
tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised/
i keep it funk fuck ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/
thats why my odb be hangin out like rusty mufflers/
don dolla dolla (???) not a nine ta fiver/
i love u boo dont want no mo of that baby mama drama/
haters call me i hated all that try me yeah/
whether ya 40 or faded some hustlers is never faded cmon/
[Bizzy]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Layzie]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light in trigger treaches eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Krayzie]
Hustlin,looks like me livin got me illin sinnin like everyday/
im spendin my time preventin my mind flippin and goin insane/
and now that we comin up on these last days well into the fast lane/
its only contributin to my bad ways/
this aint even my life cuz i was supposed to be livin forever right here in the flesh/
and not up in heaven cuz i know god gona make it better/
we runnin around chasin this paper like thats gon save us/
we so caught up in tryin to get famous its a shame but, can you blame us?/
cuz takin in all these hardtimes keep on blindin our mind/
why we dont wana be like god shoot for stars in the sky/
niggaz determined to get rich im afraid gon' loose they blessins/
so the question is, you wana stay alive or try be wealthy for now/
[Bizzy]
What are you talkin about, look at these mothaerfuckers in the streets walkin around/
assed out, dead-an-widowed, another abandoned house/
they dont know nothin bout random house/
see em all pitiful wit hands out baby girl was rammed out, harmony-harmony, stand out/
sound of bone take em to beverly hills and round off/
ante up rubberband quicker than you can get an ounce off/
uhh,back to the real world were the murderin happens/
its touchin everybody, includin the news and the rappin/
why would i battle but put it nobody blastin/
everybody would only be spittin metaphors put it on jesse jackson/
and you can just ask him the rappin is real/
and you cant turn me down like that im still your child, pac too i got as much pac in me as you got in you/
give em the game, break it down, yall better read the bible dog/
yall better know who wrote the scriptures, yall better protect your soul/
now the bone is finally focused, pay attention to real talkin/
7 sign mo thug, thug line still shinin on em/
[Bizzy]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little layzies eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
this money gon' make me crazy baby
[Layzie]
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives
money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ
i see the light thru little bizzys eyes
Hope he can see it in mine
Money gon' make me Crazy
[Layzie Bone - reciting 'Power of a Smile' poem]
The power of a gun can kill, and the power of fire can burn
The power of wind can chill, and the power of mind can learn
The power of anger, can raise inside until it tears you apart
But the power of a smile, especially yours, can heal a frozen heart
[Krayzie Bone over poem]
And tomorrow, we'll wake up with the promise of a smile, smile
Yes, maybe tomorrow, we'll wake up with the promise, of a smile
[Wish Bone]
Rest in peace..
Tupac, Bone Thugs
In His Own Words
Let's go
[Wish Bone]
And tomorrow, morrow, morrow, and tomorrow, morrow
And tomorrow, morrow, and tomorrow we
[Hook - Krayzie Bone (Wish Bone)]
I see the light... (and tomorrow, morrow, morrow)
I can see the light... (and tomorrow, tomorrow)
I see the light... (and tomorrow we)
See the light that shines... (and tomorrow we)
[Krayzie Bone]
Well, we still looking for better days
Hoping tomorrow can bring us some bigger and better things
So we can escape this maze, and they give us our change in every way
And maybe tomorrow, can bring us the truth
and there'll be no more use, for the pain and sorrow
Let's put it to use and then maybe the youth, can come and follow
And we can leave all our problems in the bottle, tomorrow
Maybe god'll wipe our eyes and we'll never have to cry no more
Or even better, have to die no more
Politicians can't tell us lies no more, he decides no more
Maybe tomorrow, it can be our daylight
Just might be our sunshine, sunshine..
Yesterday is filled with so much misery and drama
And today it don't seem like I'm getting any further
Praying tomorrow we can somehow come out of the struggle
And need no more hustle, no stumblin cause we all one muscle..
Still looking for a better day, day, and a better way, way, way..
So let's hope tomorrow... can lead us to the place we tryin to be..
In heavenly harmony, in heavenly harmony!
[Hook - 2X]
[Wish Bone]
Where there's a will there's a way, don't let it stand in your way
Look 'em straight in they face, let 'em know you ain't playing no games
We searching for better days, wanna live them better ways
What I promise, heart is all you need to rock
Be honest, succeed, just look at me!
If I can do it, you can do it, we can do it, just believe, believe, believe!
When I lay down, I think about some of the wrong things I done
So I pray now, for God to erase some of that wrong
Wipe my soul clean, to be wanted, when he calls me, when he calls me!
So I can't sleep, cause I'm worried, I done did things, lord forgive me!
It's a damn shame, the things we do to get it our way!
Snitch on thugs, just to get it, your pay!
Nowadays I act right, in the past we used to fight
Where the loyalty at? Where them real street thugs? Where the thug life?
Where there's a will there's a way!
[Hook - 2X]
[Layzie Bone]
So as the hours pass by, in the event of my demise
Tell my momma not to cry, these are the words of the wise
Look at liberty needing glasses now that the promise been broken
For the better, keep on hopin, powerful words that's spoken
What I'm quotin is a G, acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, Tupac Shakur, was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless, one of the hardest
On a mission to make it better, with the soul of Malcom and Martin
Mixed with a little Garvin, today he got us callin
Our brighter star is fallen, but now before he was ballin
Out of control, quick to let a nigga know what he stood for, be a friend or foe
And I bring the truth in the booth cause ain't nobody gon help me
This is life, it's a gamble, and I'ma scramble till my pockets wealthy
Fuck what they tell me, I'm all about my biz
Bitch, street biz or showbiz, I'ma make y'all know this
And I'ma say this to every man, woman and child
Don't you ever be afraid to smile, smile for me now
And I'ma say this to every man, woman and child
Don't you ever be afraid to smile... the power of a smile!
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone! Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone! Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!
[Layzie Bone over hook - 2X]
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug, you better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gansta, let your gun smoke.
Krayzie:
Took a trip out to Texas and I find real niggas, remind me of mine. A nigga can vibe, 'cause y'all some cold ass playa playas. Hey, there, Mo Thug and we gotsta give 'em some love, so now you're dealin' with the big pimps and the thugs. You get up too close and we fuckin' you up, you don't really want that 'cause I know these ain't no hoes you fuckin' with. Touched down and got with the realest niggas in the town. Now look who's in the Suave House, yes it's truly-yours, Mister Sawed-Off Leatherface, a warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy, ready to move out, nigga, ready to get with the shoot out. In the meanwhile, I still gotta make me some money to get by. Yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked up with MJG, made money, 'cause all that other shit don't mean a thing to me. But try to run up and I'm leavin' you stunned. Nobody will know who shot that pump, 'cause I'm gonna dump it and run. Put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga that did it was wearin' a Leather Face, and not to be played with. Whateve
r you claim, you better get paid. Shit.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you, better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
MJG:
Who be I? The nigga who pimpin'-a plenty of hoes, look at the size of the bank that he hold. Natural born mind control. False niggas' gang blown away. It makes you wonder why niggas be hatin'. They jealous, they fellas be lookin' to take you under. It seems like the more that we get, you come with that shit, lookin' for ways to drive us insane, confusin' our brain. I'm settin' up traps for rats who snatch cheese. Fly like a trapeze artist. Tell 'em to bring it on, I comes the hardest.
MJG, pimp, runnin' with Bone, dividin?the throne. Regardless of niggas who stand in my path, I'm bringin' it on. Recitin' the lyrical gift, the shit that give me the bitches, the money, the cars. How do you know when you're goin' too far? The further you get, the further you are. Shit, I breaks in half crook niggas. Don't make me laugh. Now, huh, which ones the head and, huh, which one's the ass? Where your bitch at? Collectin' my cash. Now who would've know that the bitch is a hood-rat. Increasin' my stash, leavin' you fast. You're thinkin' I'm slippin', I'm grippin' the Tech. Look at the bullets, they rippin' his vest open, puttin' a hole in his chest. In piece is that nigga decide to rest. I'm leavin' you grievin', believin' in pimpin'. The shit that I got is the shit that I'm given. Constantly livin' that life of a thug, drinkin' the Hen, smokin' the bud.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you, better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
Layzie:
Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned that they couldn't win. Ken took it to the head with a fifth of Hen now I'm in the wind, 500 Benzo, we roll, roll. Rod J came through with the Mack-10. Wish trippin' when I pulled out the glock. You know that all of my niggas be ready this pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop. Everybody I know out lookin' for a come up, we creep, it's deeper than the way you perceive a thug, no love, take a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordly grudge. What? Nigga we抣l bust till the point of no return, I'm out here swangin', paper chasin'. Erasin' my poverty and I gotsta be that soldier claimin' Mo! Even though it get hectic, respect it. Nigga, knock my struggle, uh-oh, they'll gets more chaos and I won't stop till I piece this puzzle.
I'm a go gather up all lost souls show 'em the way to the road to be real, give 'em a deal, train 'em to kill, haters meet and my soldiers in a battle field. We marchin', ready for war, fuck the law, they ain't on our side. Hell yeah, we can meet up at the district. I'm bringin' it to you, ready to die. See, I am so sick of oppression, shit ain't changed, Little Lay still stressin'. No question, clutchin' there no more weapon, 'cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings and uh, you抣l probably feelin?the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' the sense of an angel to the table. Watch me put it down for Mo, and them Suave House niggas. So, willin?and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs . If that's what it is, you better be mindin' your business, or be beggin' forgiveness. You know all I'm sayin?is, just don't fuck with me, man.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you better get ready for war. If you a hustla make your dough. If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
Eightball:
[Intro: Krayzie]
Y'all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY
[Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh]
They know I'm crazy by the flow
nigga never lazy 'bout my dough, dough, dough
I'm in the flesh but I'm quest for mo'
Bizzy, Wish, & baby just pay me the money I'm owed, owed, owed
Ooooh yeah
Back is that mighty reala
Ooooh yeah
Doin' it the way they never
Ooooh yeah, Ooooh, oooh yeah, ah yeah
[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by the motto: To each his own
Got speed, it's on
Flesh freed, he home
Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan
Designed by the Man upstairs
This testimony and we say, 'We can, we can!'
We can do it
Gotta put ya mind to it
Put ya feet in the dirt
Just push right through it
When shit get rough
You gotta stick to it
Play that Bone Thug music
It's that feel-good music
Chill or act a fool with it
Real thug niggas with real-life drama is just like watchin' a movie
Soundtrack of my life
Right how they bounce back more than twice
Alright, I admit we done did some crazy shit
But I stop, repent
Kept God in my sights
Recognize it was a fight
Either you're wrong or you're right
Let the song be the light
Eternally them Bone Thug soldiers
I'm Mighty Mo-Thuggin' fo' life!
[Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh]
[Verse 2: Flesh-N-Bone]
Ooooh, yeah
They back, finna hit y'all with that mighty real good, ooooh
No doubt about it
You bound to feel it good
We still hood, even though we came up
Changed the whole game up
No matter how much they angry steady saying we ain't the same.
Pointing the blame at us
The only thing is I'm a go get it even if I gotta split your wig
They can't get enough of my style cause I got the job well done winning it (winnin' it)
Big up's to all of my hustlers
While the globe spinnin', it ain't time to sleep
Break me off a piece of that paradise pie
'Til the day I die, I'm a represent my peeps
Hit up food from all of this
Somebody sneak they piece
Nothin' but heat for the streets
Now turn up that Bone beat (beat)
They tried to hold me, but couldn't keep me down cause Flesh got a whole world of my trues to be found
[Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh]
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
You owe me money, man
If not I gotta get my respect
It's too many years of grindin'
Baby mama want my royalty checks
It ain't about Twista
But nobody flippin' their tongue like Ripsta
No nigga done caused my earthquake like march
Remember that way little Capo got hurt when
My niggas is hurtin' daily
Good thing Wally see me and Krayzie
They would have just left them hailin
And there were shots in the melee
It was never to protect myself
Little Layzie got em baby!
And I pop, popped everyone else
Tanks swell over the double
Me problems tends again and never left
When I see the face of Zee
Bothers me, back'n yo step!
You never could feel my wepts (remember that)
Would never have got dissed with Bone
Off to another dimension
You owe me, but I'm on my own
Now come on!
[Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh]
[Verse 4: Krayzie Bone]
YEAH!
Still chasin' that paper, dawg
And I won't slow down 'til I done made it all
They better give me what's mine
I'm a get it then go grind
Get up in it one mo' time (time)
Better ask about my rep
Better check yourself, self, self
They must've thought I was somebody else, body else
Yeah, everybody better ? little bit of Bone Thugs
Bet they'll never own us
We originated that there, sho' nuff
Better run and go get they flow heard
Came from Cleveland, Ohio
The realest that I know
They'll never sound nothin' like Bone, clones!
Them faders, the greatest, and even the haters is singin'
Yeah we make 'em zone
We make 'em sing, sing!
No matter what they say
Everybody, all know Bone changed the game, game, game
We made them sing like me
Against the grain, grain, grain
If they don't wanna respect me and where I come from
I tell 'em they can run on up, come on over and get 'chu some, get 'chu some, some
My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)
(So high, so high am I.)
reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)
(So high, so high am I.)
Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby
Fucked up--look at you faded
I am what I am as a thug in the Land
And that's all that I am
Damn, you better come join this thugsta party
Blunt smoke up in your body
And come get high, get high
Let's all get lifted
Split the swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty
Now, I've been smokin' out all day long,
P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy
How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?
About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach
To the brain severely blunted,
And it ain't no shame off in my game
Hydroponics and Indonesia,
Even the stress sometimes be creeper,
So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah
Little Lay, givin' you what you need
Nothin' but the best green leaves
With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D.
I be so high, feel high. Forgive me Lord,
But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul
Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff,
But I just can't get enough
Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man
Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on
Don't hold on, on. No, no
And if you smoke it with me, yeah
Then, I'm a smoke it with you
Y'all, we can smoke it all up
We can smoke and get ba-
We can smoke it all up
We can smoke and get ba-, ba-, ba-, ba-, buzzed
P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat
Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically,
Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way,
In a daze, me puff puff on my reef
Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas
Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game
And it gets me out of all miseries
Follow the benefits, stay in place
As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray
I'll be done, when I reach my own
Stay free; let the time go pass me by
Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d.
I smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah
Ooh, yeah. Get the blunts and weed
Fuck the Hennessy; let's focus on these leaves
Reefer really relax my mind,
And ask me one more time
Get a split up, keep it lit up. Can you feel us?
Get with us, smoke with your nigga
Somebody told me, you better
(feat. Felecia, Thin C)
[Chorus 4X: Thin C (Felecia)]
What the hell is goin onnnnn?
(These are our blocks, these are our hoods, these are our streets)
[Layzie Bone]
It's a war zone in the poor zone, we chasin after the fortune
In the belly of the beast is scorchin, little kids is forced to tote guns
We so numb it's like fo-fum, bloody redrum for the income
Refusin to be a victim, we do it and take it and then some
Tryna get out, and give back, the government givin us no slack
They double up on our taxes, send us to jail because we sell crack
But them airplanes been flyin, since Reagan was the president
Was evident, seem irrelevant, what's the relevance to your precedence
Let us live, quit willie lynchin, Layzie Bone got the heart to mention
The reason we live in attention, cause the po-po a gang of henchmen
Who resistin, quit trippin, I'm just tryin to earn a livin
Tryin to go up against the system, keepin my ass up out of prison
Listen, you younger niggaz, you got to have vision
If you see it you can read it, Jesus died for the vision
But the vision is to walk with swag, hold your head and walk in brag
Never let 'em make you mad, rep yo' set and get the cash
[Chorus]
[Thin C]
Emergin from the cig' butt, showin up, comin up
Barbecues by the pool, the neighbors can't believe it's you
Livin how you will, house up on the hill
Rides with big wheels, it's they worst nightmare
Gimme mines right here, dark skin, curly hair
Soul man, African-American
I don't mind your kid starin at my dude, dancin to my tunes
It don't matter cause we set the trend for everything they do
Put the road to the wheel, put the fire in your meal
Took the dog from your wife, put the log in her life
Now it's all about you get it cause yo' shit real light
We the ones that keep it poppin and got the whole world vibin
You wanna get in our minds, cause we got the perfect timin
to build a whole new world, take my gold and my diamonds
But it's okay cause I'm rhymin, chasin this money and grindin
Up the ladder I'm climbin - and you can clock me as I roll by!
[Chorus]
[Thin C (Layzie Bone)]
Whaaaaaat's goooooo-ing onnnnn
(Gotta know what's goin on, better know what's goin on)
(Gotta know what's goin on, better know what's goin on)
Innnnnn thiiiiiis, worrrrrrld
(Gotta know what's goin on, better know what's goin on)
(Gotta know what's goin on, better know what's goin on)
[Intro: Krayzie]
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah [echoes]
Bone (Bone) Bone (Bone) Bone [echoes]
It's goin down man, yo (yo) yo (yo)
This how we do it
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
Now that I'm gone
None of my enemies can hate on me now
And all my friends can do is pray for me now
Only God can judge me
[Krayzie Bone]
Now that I'm dead and gone I finally got these niggaz up out of my business
Death has severed all my friendships, it's been hell ever since I've been here
All these fake niggaz come to my funeral, look at them sheddin they dry tears
Look at my baby mamas and them trippin out, actin a fool front of my kids
Then I got niggaz puttin drug paraphenalia in my casket
A spliff, a picture of me still livin and a bullet from a Magnum
Man I feel bad for my family, but in death it's a safer place
than bein amongst these chumps and scavengers, then one of my niggaz say
He said, "I'll see you in the afterlife" (in the afterlife)
Don't he know that it's only G-O after life? My nigga been learned wrong
I don't plan on goin to heaven, I'm tryin to get ready for the resurrection
But until then I'm patiently restin, think of my sins, no need on me stressin
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
See now that I'm gone and I'm dead and I'm buried in life in a hurry like why did I run with straps?
I made it, tell Fe-Fe don't worry, I scrambled and scurried but only my lungs collapse
Surely I'll make you a song for that, how could I really go wrong with that?
Sayin that smokin was killin my vocals, not sayin that Layzie put on for rap
Known for rap and soldier'd up, can't none of y'all say that I owed y'all nothin
When I fade to black just hold it up, y'all better say that I made y'all somethin
When the shells collapse and the soul relax, lookin down at yo' body (Wally)
Walk through the tunnel went into the bright light, hopin he did right by somebody
I mean, I ran with the right team, did my dirt had fun in the night life
It wasn't a pipe dream, my legacy tellin me I live Christ-like
I hear what they sayin but fuck all the weepin, I peep it just keep it, I live mine
Celebrate them good times, just read the will, Stevie, Stevon
[Chorus]
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Life dealt me a raw deal, had to make it for what it was worth so went on to sick-ville
Just what have I done? Signed in my balance then had to get strong when I took the deal
Strugglin and strivin, farther my purpose to toil harder
Tryin to make good off my honor 'til a hater really make me a martyr
Kiss my - gonna miss my daughters, hope I taught my seeds proper
I love my mother and father equal but I did damage to so many people
So much evil it's hard to see through the dark, gotta fight fire with fire
Let it spark and light up my way, they said he went out in a blaze
My enemies steady hatin waitin for me to take my last breath
No longer Flesh, had peace and yet the rest consume and avenge my death
Served my stretch, did my best then it's back to the Lord who made me
All the rest of y'all can judge but it's only up to God to save me
('cuz I know I'm son of the survivor -vivor -vivor.....)
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another one night stand, 'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another one night stand. 'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard
Remember when you're all alone, my cellular phone
Was turned off, smokin' burners with my dogs, and it's all good baby
Everyone who steal the flow, all y'all some hoes
Shermed out, let's make some mo' money,
I'm kinda hungry, it's all good, haters
I don't wanna rock 'em if they study another Bone role
Will they do the run in when their comin', when I'm rollin' in my home
A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer
Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
There was some other kind, really wanna smoke the weed, after you swallow me
And try not to follow me, blind, find me 69
Real lit, smokin', the finest vintage wine, talkin' bout time with me
And you wanna to be something, more than just a dime to me
The bitch can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies (then, then)
Come and pretend she wanna be grinned
They probably, wanna send me to the end of the cliff
Inherit all of my chips and then go spend it with another nigga
Well, in my shit and lickin' my lick, nobody does it better than the Rip
That's the shit, welcome the widow, keeping the pistol grip
Under my pillow, well, when you peep out the window, it's so cold.
Get in 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed -lowed -lowed. Get in 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed, no hoes allowed, no hoes allowed
That bitch can cluck and fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies, then,then, then
Man the chicks can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies, then, then, then, then, then
I woke up early in the mornin' with my glock, you're fine, yawnin'
Smellin' like last night's Hen, 'til the crack of dawn we get it on
Then again, nigga reel it down from me, just 'cuz we're T-H-U-Gs
But the money was abundant, start up my family tree
Eager to move, we live and we die in Cleveland,
that same week or sell speakers
Bid for insurance, and that ass won't free my people with warrants
Over there, come call us, all this over a hoe
My homeboy has no dough and wants to force it, let me know
What a crazy ass life, play me right, don't play me twice
Damn, I'm a grown man, getting in big fights, It'd be nice to settle down
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Man, a bitch can't cut me.
fuck my homies, homies, homies, homies (I'm still high)
And be a dyke and spike my Hennessey, then, then, then (it's all right.)
Have babies by one of my enemies,
have babies by one of my enemies (I'm still high)
Phone jury, call the police, they can never hold me. (I'm still high)
[Krayzie:]
Now who was the nigga that came back ridin' dirty, stylin' murda
With a weapon up under my seat, you creep, indeed you'll meet the burner
Burn baby, burn burn burn, set em on fire
And I'm really not near with a nigga but see it's whatever, whatever, I'm wired
Feel the 12 gauge eruption - Playa hata dead now
No more discussion - Swimmin' in his all red now
Empty out yo pockets, if it's blinging, nigga drop it
Is it pistols, means it's nonsense - That mean murda if I cock it
Mo murda, mo murda redrum
Catch you niggas slippin' and I hit you with this lead son
Split your fuckin' wig and leave you drippin', make you bled some
I'm here to battle if you don't come with a weapon
A lyrical monster - My niggas are comin' to bomb yah
My niggas'll critically calm ya
The bullets, they enter, they calm ya
We steady be ready for drama - I'm willing to bet on my momma
Before we leave this bitch I betcha show me nuff respect
[Flesh:]
Hard dog from the hall of fame, Thor
That's for they know the real me in the pain
I wish I could do this plain
But that's impossible when there's too many lame...
Ho's running around, calling they self hot
We sure that you need is the fake and fraugulent in out of Pac
And they gotta stop it
When they got us in shit that not might beast the rock
When I pull out the heatseeker, cock a rocket
Are quick to be forgotten
Props to all of my hustlas who are in it, lined in 'em gutta
When them ghetto boys making up like [? ]
We servin' you niggas the worst, pass the cup for the minimum
We send it, insert it into 'em - Up in ya ass like enema
Too many of you niggas act like ho's
It might be more proper to give his ass a gush
I'll put you in the dark [? ] 5th dog let loose
? up the troops, what would you do if they came after you...
Got all my trues - Aw, Uni-5, they knew, riiight
[? ] In chess after Flesh is seconds and you're the checkmate
'fore I diss and split I bet you'll show me nuff respect
[Layzie:]
I step in this bitch and I got the whole team beaming, gleaming
These bitches looking like they can't believe what the fuck they seeing
They jaws dropping and they can't comprehend the fucking meaning
The realest bosses is back - No, bitch, you ain't dreaming
We got 'em fiending, scheming - To get a piece of me'n...
These thuggish ruggish niggas - That'll keep'em smoking, leaning
We keep it creepin' and you know we do it after dark
We hit the heart - And then your temple, that's the mark
You leave departed - Now why'd you want to start shit
I monopolized the market - And branded Bone the largest
Fuck marchin', nigga, we chargin', bargin' - Yeah, you know the drill
Anybody get in our path, you do the math - I shoot to kill
Feel, where I'm coming from - Bloody, murder, redrum
Hollow point that dumb, dumb - Which one of you niggas said sum'n
That's what I thought - You don't wanna get checked
I'll leave ya wet - So you better show nuff respect
[Bizzy:]
Crack money, it got me on ringing, ringing
Gotta keep that paper, paper long as niggas breathing
My niggas and kids and I lock it down like Edan
Trees and... ? up in the tissue, let it seep in
Look at the skrilla - Cleveland Ave, and Livingston
When they blew up the building, that was when I was dealing
Lord willing - Let's go to the village
They say that Ruthless on five - Burn the fuckin' ceiling
We came in, mayne, we hittin 'em back up, they not wheelin'em (Why?)
They want a ryda, kick out, pull up the chronic, chillin'
You don't know Bizzy, you need to murder yaself
It's my diamonds and my appraisal - Open up yo nasal
Bone Thug, the label - Now give it up to my table, bitch
Talk the shit - Give that bitch the Abel
What they wanna do? I give a fuck like Clark Gable
[Krayzie Bone]
I'm not that nigga, to get caught up in rappers and bluffs
I'm not that nigga that's believin that you bitches is thugs
I'm not that, nigga to floss, braggin on what my shit costs
I'm not that nigga trickin dough just to stick dick to a hoe
I'm not that nigga you catch slippin at the bar or the club
I probably got my glock off safety, cocked then pop it, now what?
Now what? Not the nigga to bow down to the law
I'm not that nigga to snitch, and I'm not that nigga you saw
I'm not that nigga to switch, I keep it hard to the core
I'm not that nigga, they say they saw beat down at The Source
I'm not that nigga takin shorts or losses all for my profit
I'm not that nigga that's gon' give it up 'til SOMEBODY STOP ME!
I'm not that nigga that's gon' kick it with too many suckas or fags
I'm not that nigga lockin these groupie hoes all up in my face
I'm not that nigga so don't ask if I wanna battle when rappin
Cause shit, you speak of war, nigga you know we comin to blast
Buck buck buck!
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
I'm not that niggaaaaa
- I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that niggaaaaa
- I'm not that nigga with balls but actin faggish
I'm not that niggaaaaa
- So I think you should pause, you better back up
I'm not that niggaaaaa
- And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you're lookin fo'
[Bizzy Bone]
I'm not that nigga, for a bitch to be talkin bullshit
I was never that nigga for school, I'm too cool bitch (bitch!)
I'm that nigga that eat that pussy with Cool Whip (hey)
Don't be a bitch, he's cheatin, I ain't cheatin on you bitch
I'm not that nigga, I'm the choir boy and proud to be Bryon boy
Ex-drug dealer slash the lion boy
I'm not that nigga that experimented nothin but weed
Then again I do drink and I popped a couple of V's
Huh, I'm not that nigga with his mind in the dark
If you don't love me I don't love you, let me lock up the heart
And naw, I'm not that nigga that don't take care of the babies
Nuh-uh, I don't give a fuck if it ain't mine - is you hungry?
And God willin, me and my niggaz chillin
Not them niggaz that be trippin, bustin my automatic pistol
And I'm, not that nigga to guide, I'm a baby
But I'm yo' motherfuckin nigga, let the world drive us crazy
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
Look dawg; I'm not that nigga that you can play with
nor that nigga that you can toy with
I'm that nigga that come through dumpin
and bringin the ruckus and really destroy shit
I'm that nigga that do what I say and I say what I mean
I'm not that nigga that just gon' sit back, ain't comin up on no green
No no! I'm not that nigga baby, I'll be that nigga that blow a pound wit'cha
Get down wit'cha, backin that round fo' round wit'cha
I'm the type of nigga that look in yo' eyes and see if yo' mind right
Get it right every time, you right about that I'ma shine in the limelight
Cause I'm a king, I'm not that nigga that just be tellin you things
When I hit the scene, every nigga on my team
is the shit, get it right, I'm not that nigga you wanna be testin
I'll be done opened it up and lets 'em loose
They blast in every direction
I'm a playa not a fighter, this is a burner not a lighter
When the shit get deep I'ma start the fire
I'ma show y'all niggaz how a Thug get live
I'm not that nigga in the game and ain't scorin
When it's rainin it's pourin, I'm not that nigga and this is a warnin!
Whoo!
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
I'm not that nigga - run in the club
and splittin the club when it all goes down
I'm not that nigga - snitch like a bitch
on somebody here that'll pay yo' rounds
I'm not that nigga - that ain't gon' be last
when one of my Thuggstaz call
I'm just that nigga - you know that nigga
that always gives it rough and raw, raw
I'm not that nigga - gettin caught up
none of these groupie hoes
I'm not that nigga - out here flossin
payin attention to none of my foes (no no!)
I'm not that nigga - better believe
you owe I'm comin for mine
I'm not that nigga - just that nigga
gettin over and I don't mind, mind
I'm not that nigga - just expect
I got a problem, you know I check it
I'm just that nigga - hittin the hardest
checkin these niggaz up on this Thug shit
I'm not that nigga - with no ammo
talkin shit and really won't let go
I'm not that nigga - that you won't feel
get in all yo' shit cause I'm not that nigga
Infrared scope, you put the dot on your target, then you
blow the shit out the
motherfucka, Im sure.....killings, robberies, mur-
uhh....thievin and
everything.....the whole nine yards...dope dealin,
everything, everything you
Stop, everybody, what's that sound?
AK-47, so ya better hit the ground
Stop, everybody, what's that sound?
AK-47, so get the fuck down!
Well it's the #1 Assassin
Provin' a point to many people
Some claim to be assassins
But to Bone there is no equal
And Bone will stand alone
And buck down any other sucka
Me quick to pull me gun
And straight up kill that muthafucka
You never can know when Bone'll ?
Commit the one eighty-seven
'Cause all I can see is cockin'
The nine and sendin' you straight to Heaven
You're dead on the dot, so fuck a blood clot
You know I'm expectin' to win this
So give 'em up, chump. I beatin' you down
To survive, survival of the fittest
No one can last. I'm beatin' your ass
I'm quicker to blast. I'm keepin'
The cash including the stash
So I will be killing you quick in a flash, come down
And it's a shame how I will kill without hesitation
Me load me clip, me fingers slip
Now that's the assassination
So pick up the body and tie it to bricks
Go dump it in the river
I'm letting you know that Bone is no ho
You never catch me shiver
So, don't try to trip, you're getting a blast
Some shit that's everlasting
You had a run-in, and now you're done-in by the #1 Assassin
Now see me hypin' 'em up and strikin' 'em
Keepin 'them doper than the rest
'Cause Layzie Bone is an assassin
Puttin' a bullet to your chest
You're caught. Me watch ya bleed
Now you may say that me sick
If you a bitch, me slap you down
And fuck you up with the dick
Because the villainous killer
I'm chillin' now with your girl on me dick, uh
The slimmer the nigga the quicker
The trigger unloads on your shit
'Cause I be hype when I'm on the set
Squeezin' the trigger, then me break
It's murder she wrote, the reason me broke
So please don't test me fate
Layzie Bone will pull me gun, don't consider it strange
That reggae man who's on the scene
With the mind that's deranged, uh
The shit that me be doin' is like far beyond the usual
Rockin the mic or takin' a life
I still kick funky musical
Bone will grab a bitch and bone
That bitch till she bleeds, uh
The weapon is kept in up in me pants
Me givin' her what she needs
For y'all niggas on me dick
Me will be buck buck buck buck blastin'
'Cause Layzie Bone is the #1 Assassin
Now Layzie Bone is comin' again
Me smokin' them niggas like dope
And when me load me clip it's like (imitates gun noise)
Me swift you slit your tongue, me lickin' a lyrics when me drunk
Buck you down with me handgun, then me goin'
In me trunk for me pump for that redneck copper always on me dick
So me forced to grab the pump and let the fucker go click
So me peelin' off his cap 'cause I'm not down for goin' to prison
Me poprrring the clip, 'cause it's a bullet that me give 'em
Me poprrr his head to keep him dead to keep 'em off me back
Me set it off, count the money in stacks 'cause Bone is here to attack
Me stumbled around, me fumbled around, to keep it at a flow
Me kickin' ass. You feel me blast from me forty-fo
But don't you fuck with me 'cause Tony Tone got me back
And Krayzie Bone is steppin' in with the ultimate jackin'
With the AK-47, Wish is buck buck buck buck blastin'
Artist:Bizzy BoneAlbum:The Gift Title:Never Grow
You better be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow
You better be careful where you go
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow
The army's on way
How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way
How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow
(Bizzy)
You better be careful where you go
What am I supposed to do?
What? Telling me ya'll feeling me
Been livin' up in a material world
Ya'll killing me, ya'll killing me
Really, really, act so silly
Til he hit 'em in the middle of the kidneys
And he fall, all over a sin
Letting it feel that way, feel that way
Get yourself killed that way
Victorious-ous-ous-ous
And put him in cuffs, fucked him up, up, up, up
And wake up, wake up, wake up
By the caffeine and green and nicotine and a Yute Ferrari, aye
Come around our way (yeah)
You always wanna party
You gotta handle your business
Can I get a witness?
Mmm hmm, what part of the game is this?
If we were in the islands, I would fry your whole tribe
Sicilian style while add enough break wide
As I come back with the vibe
And I throw up near side
Grimy niggas I can feel ya
I've been here the whole time
(Chorus)
The army's on way
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
The army's on way
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow, you'll never grow
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow
(Bizzy)
Where your friends ain't your friends
And your foes ain't your foes
Where these niggas turning us bitches
And these bitches turn into hoes
Where the women at?
Baby I'ma getcha back, getcha back
Sit cha back, lick ya back, split ya back, picture that
If you don't know my story that's a more the reason to get the seasons
I'm stressed but I'm still breathing
Cleveland, the city we come from redrum
And murda mo I can feel some
Dumb idiots, hideous, fiesty, insideous
Some say I'm the prettiest thing
No need me rapping?
Fuck that!
Wind up just like a muskrat
Hut one! Hut two! And bust back!
Cuz that's just how we do in fact
How do I feel me?
Fuck that touch molest two
And what's that little lesion on me?
Jesus, why did I do that?
(x2)
You better be careful where you go
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful what you do
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful who you use
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful who you choose
What am I supposed to do?
(Chorus)x4
Ahh, you'll never grow!
The army's on way
(Bizzy)
See, we can ride and fuck a cop
Oh no, let's walk and fuck 'em all
We can pull out all our guns
Or we can talk and help the cause
Silent weapons watch your step, step
Squad hit your set yet?
Ain't nobody snitching
But I see one of your niggas is itching
Soon as pinched 'em I connect he gonna tell 'em
I'm gonna tell you, you gon' get that ass wet, wet, wet
We talking about non-profit organizations
Travel with the Lord all over the nation
Unmasked situ-, love and trust have some patience
Keep the faith
Even if Satan is face to face then keep hittin
Remember Joe before value of gold broke, but I know
Whatever you facing keep on chasing, chasing
Can't runaway you gotta face 'em, erase 'em
Get to the finish get to the spinach, and keep blazing
You better be careful where you go
You better be careful what you do
You better be careful who you choose
You better be careful who you use
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
(Chorus til fade)
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh,you'll never grow
The army's on way
You'll never grow
Bizzy:
Yeah. Supervision.
If you look into my eyes. If you look into my eyes (tell me what you see.) Tell
me what you see, you see ...
If you look into my eyes, tell me what you see, you see ...
Bizzy:
See, they don抰 understand me. I抳e been through him, and him, and him, and then
come at 慹m again. I know niggas that抯 in the pen, and figgas for you and them.
Evil creepinon my people. Chances are slim. Be married to the music. Boom! Hit
the stage, ready to die for it, cry for it. Cut the games. Many tried for it,
lied for it, get a catchy chorus and fly for it. Take orbit, let gravity be
your fortress tonight. Elevate your brain, hold your heart and just sing, æ…¶ause
gracefully we age through all the pain. Sentiments in rain. Evidence of it抯
heavenly fangs distained for my explanation on æ…¶ane. The fame was the sum of
our money, chained in a murder, murder shame, with a pistol and a pissed-off
bang! Well, then let me finish with thug love. I抦 off to hit the club with the
bud and the track, hit the mud. Keep the gun, it抯 my first love.
Tell me what you see, you see ... If you look into my eyes.
Supervision:
I抦 making love to my music, my music. My music makes me high.
(Bizzy: Tell me what you see, you see ... If you look into my eyes.)
Supervision:
I抦 making love to my music, like my music抯 my lady. Sippinon Brandi,
intoxicated. Humminto __. And i抦 chillinwith Krayzie, and we high off that
Thai. My reason抯 why, like R. Kelly, I believe I can fly. And plus, around me I
can抰 see, my vision抯 clouded. Premeditate 慹m or bust, and please label me 慴out
it, æ…´out it. As I collect my thoughts, take me a breath. God bless my homie
[insert name], he took one in the chest. And yes, but he still here to rap a
Ouija are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now.
Dear Mr. Ouija, I want to know my future, will I die of murda, of bloody murda?
Come come again,
Murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda,
mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda.
[Simultaneously, repeated:]
Mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda,
mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda.
Ouija are you with me? With me.
Ouija are you with me?
I'm here.
Shatasha
For tha love of money. Ummm, ooohohohwell, well, wellooooh. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money, ahhhahhh(For tha love of money.)ahhhoh yeah! (For tha love of money.) Ahh harderahh(For tha love of money)ah ahhh ahhh umm. (For tha love of money) For tha love of Moneeeeeyyyy! (For tha love of money.) What people will do for tha love of money (For tha love of money.) For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. Oh come on baby, unngh harder(For tha love of money.)oh harder, harder, ohyeah! (For tha love of money.) Umm damn, work it aww yeah, (For tha love of money.) Aww umm ahhumm. (For tha love of money) For tha love—ooh—ove of money. (For tha love of money) W
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
You know we thuggish ruggish
And yo, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful
We're so thuggish ruggish
And to, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful (peaceful)
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about..
K-Young (Krayzie Bone) [Chorus]
You can you meet me meet me in the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky! You could meet me in the sky, (You can meet me in the sky!) the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky. ‘Cause we flyin' above the haters!… Oooh!… ‘Cause we flyin' above the skyscrapers!
[Layzie Bone]
They done gave me my wings! Let's fly, high, high, high, high! [X4]
[Layzie Bone]
Domm, doom, doom, doom, doom
Killa
Me killa, mi killa
Drug dealer, scandalous nigga
Lous nigga, -lous nigga
Come again me say, me killa, me killa, me killa
Gravedigger, scandalous nigga
Lous nigga, -lous nigga, -lous nigga.
Caught ya slippin' so I had to put a slug up in your chest
Should've wore that vest
Talkin' shit'll only get that ass put to rest
A nigga, come, come flex
Hey, get the llello, don't fuck with the Bone
When I'm hangin' and bangin' and slangin'
Swangin' blows to the dome
Nigga, watch that chrome
Bodybag that ass on, home
Avant:
Im Doin this for all my ladies
I know you thinkin yo it sound like a lulaby right?
Bone Thugs N Harmony, Avant we so sik, We bout to do this REMIX!
Ready Or Play Dis
Krayzie Bone:
I'm on the highway and its friday in my big truck tryin to get home to you
Stop n get a bottle to pop
I'm lovin the night time when we do what we do
Best part of my day is when we rollin' it up
And we blowin' and we zonin'
Feelin' the buzz, plus the love
Up Till early in the mornin
Come come, that's right(Thats Right)
Let's go have some fun, in-the-bed-room
All day (All day) and all of the night
I been workin'
Now daddy comin' home
And I'm lookin' for a little bit of action
I be comin' through wanna do that thang
Let me bless you with thug passion
Avant:
Girl when we, make, love all night
I mean we, make good love all night
When we, make, love all night
We really make love x2
Wish:
On the way to my hunnies
Leavin' tha club and I'm off that henney baby
Hope a nigga understand that a nigga got a plan
And I really gotta see this lady
Charter plane in Cleveland
Hit up my thugs,let em' know I'm leavin'
Four hours,windows tinted
Cause you know,how these hoes be creepin'
We off, and it's gonna get freaky
This weekend, off in my house
And I'm ready
Just hold it steady,I bet ya I break you off
Yes miss lady
and you know a nigga need the thugs
so it might get rough I'm sorry
But dont know,you do what you do
When you drop that dress with that body
My God!!!
Avant:
Girl when we, make, love all night
I mean we, make good love all night
When we, make, love all night
We really make love x2
Layzie:
Baby we did our thang off in the shower
Had me goin'a whole hour
Thought I was scared like I was a coward
When you hit the streets and you felt this power
Of the thang I swang, thangs won't change
And I need that lovin'
Baby that baby u got in the oven
All I need is kissin' and huggin'
All of the drama you can keep it
Ain't no secret, it's revealed
Walk-The-Walk
Girl gon' and shake that sex appeal
Im still here
Always gon' be here, never gon' leave
Wanna get down with Steve?
And you my boo, ooh
Bizzy:
Cum at the same time
With you, hit you, with you, with you, with you
Thick up inside you, gristle (ooh)
That's eight and half to nine in ya
Gushy like Niagara
Feelin' my spit ends
Amazed cause I'm in between your thighs lickin'
And other people they be bitin'
And I rap fast, so what cha think I'm finna do with That
One hundred and fifty five
Seventy one thousand got you paralyzed
Cummin' though shes flabbergasted
I'm Duracell, and others they just don't last
Hittin' the vehicle with homeboy A-vant
Lets mash, Cleveland call back
Avant & Bizzy:
It's the house, in the boat, in the jeep babe
In the tub, in the pool, or the beach babe
Get your groove on (gotta get cha groove on) get your groove on
Bizzy Bone:
I'ma make you love me baby
Avant & Bizzy:
It's the house, in the boat, in the jeep babe
In the tub, in the pool, or the beach babe
Get your groove on (gotta get cha groove on) get your groove on
Avant:
Baby do it to me!
Avant:
Girl when we, make, love all night
I mean we, make good love all night
When we, make, love all night
We really make love x2
Avant:
And I love the way you feel
Girl I love it
Throw it on the floor
Girl I love it
Yeah, it's the remix
We thuggish ruggish niggas always
And ready to bring the war if you hate
Comin' through the door with my militia
Why did he bring big niggas
Fuck y'all
With of gang of bodyguards
My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas
Dippin' off in limos and bitch y'all just maintain
Givin' my babies all of my money
But my diamonds steady be shinin'
My gang you know me
Homies got mo' love
And the biz follow all of my senses
Pump my fist for Mo' Thug
Got to keep the lord up over my shoulders
Jesus sent me is roll of a loco soul
But load a revolver, hold up
Now buck 'em all to hell 'cause I'm showin' 'em
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much
No luck you get blowed up
All of you niggas goes out
The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up
Hold up and wait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs 'cause y'all think you can really hate
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would ya look into my eyes
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could ya tell me what you see
What makes a nigga think
He bite my shit and call his shit original
What's worse
Tellin' people you made the style we put down three fuckin' years ago
And that's just like a nigga want to take all the credit
I bet it
Didn't even occur that we would eventually
Meet with ya don't crash, collide lock up with the enemy
And I don't wanna say a nigga name and all that
But all y'all fin to get scarred
Woosh let 'em loose
And they heard the news ya run up ya could get dead
Oh, uh-huh, hey we murder motherfuckers in a daily way
Fully automatic when we let 'em lay
Oh shit get down Leatherface
Fuck 'em all if I can't get my respect
C'mon now put them to rest
With a bloody, bloody mess
But nevertheless we won't stress
I figure this platinum got you actin' like you got to be me
It's all on your mind but
In time you find we as real as we speak
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would ya look into my eyes
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could ya tell me what you see
All I see is a souljah
Pistol in holster
Givin' you the most
I toast to them thugs
Nigga nothin' but the love and bud that we brung
To the table and a nigga wanna test
Catch slugs put 'em in the mud
Harmony smooth with the thug shit
Mo' murda to the fools that clone
Five niggas on top with the roughness
Nigga and it's war when you craft these Bones
We can get it on
And I'm referrin' to all of y'all bitches
Y'all know who you are when y'all tried that
Rollin' with the E since '93
Shuttin' shit down in the industry
Nigga can you buy that
I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros
And make friend of foes
But we chosen
God done blessed us with his potion
Pure devotion freely spoken baby
Niggas can't see us never
Stay together my clique too clever
Ridin' through the days of the stormy weather
Remeber eternal it means forever lastin'
#1 Assassin blastin', mashin' on all you niggas what I'm doin'
All of the heavens gonna be rulin'
Trues when we come we won't be losin'
Provin' 'em wrong
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would ya look into my eyes
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could ya tell me what you see
I see five killa realer ready to roll wherever I go
True to pull the trigger smother a nigga
Put 'em in a river we the killers and that's for sure
Niggas out there clowin' mine
And you can't rhyme
The style you got is all mine
And when I see you bitch I'm goin' in your pockets double time
And it's like that
You don't want that
Come and get some pap pap
Wanna sound like
Wanna be like
Nigga we can't have that
Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone's shit
Platinum raps
Nigga bet that bitin' shit ain't doin' nothin'
Tryin' to make somethin' out of nothin'
Fuck it let's peel your caps
Buck 'em all now put 'em in check
Fuck 'em up with the .44 mag
I'm glad 'cause when you're fuckin' with Bone
We're sending 'em home in a bodybag
Now look into my eyes bet you see
A realer killa thug puttin' it down with harmony
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would ya look into my eyes
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
[Master P and Layzie Bone talking]
Yo Layzie?
Whats up man?
Check this out, me and my boy ridin' dirty from New Orleans, right?
Right.
When we touch down in Cleveland,
Yeah.
I'ma have my phone turned on so if you need me hit me. Use the code. Black or
blue?
I'ma use black.
Me and my boy gonna have some. . .
Okay.
Tell Krayzie, Wish, and Flesh have them thangs on 'em cause them hater's is
out there.
For sure.
We gonna be in a green duece and ah quarter, tryin' to out smart the po po's.
Okay, yeah, heh-heh.
Keep it on the D.L.
Yeah.
But check this out.
Yeah?
When I get there, you ain't gotta worry bout nothing. Yah heard me?
I feel ya.
Cause I got the hook-up.
Bet on baby, bet on.
Chorus - Master P
Igot the hook-up, hook it up. (x8)
[Krayzie Bone]
Just call it up
What you need, indeed, a nigga got the hook-ups on the tweed
But I got more then trees
Wanna see what I got? Nigga follow me right through the alley
Don't panic, relax, what's happening?
Now is it a beeper or a cellular phone that your lacking?
We got them still in the package
You know they at a great deal
No money, we activate them
No refunds
But you can trade them for we press no limitations
Buck buck
We patient, have all your money in hand
Don't worry about credit, forget it, cause we don't let it stand in our way
Nigga we get paid, you get the drop for free
Look me up
When you reach someone, thinkin of someone
I can hook you up
Chorus (x4)
[Layzie Bone]
Nigga just got this sack of D
And Master P, my nigga, just got the hook-up
Look me up if you need the cook up
Got shit to hook the crooks up
Hit me up on my header
And I'ma call you back
Cause ain't no taps on my celly
Nig, come get all we got
A little hustling mother fucker
With a pocket full of stones
Rolling with Mo and the No Limit soldiers
Got the hook-up and its on
[Wish Bone]
We got them rides
Whatever you need
Just step next door
We fully equip with automatics
Police detect us
Lets roll, roll, roll
And when you ride with Bone
Don't you worry about a thing
Cause we got shit for real
Trust in me
These niggas don't wanna buck buck bang
We on a mission
Time to position
Call the soldiers
Lets ride
Set them up in the moonlight
These niggas done fucked up with my money (die) alright
[Silkk the Shocker talking]
You want the hook-up? Check this out little. . .
[Silkk the Shocker]
I live like stock market nigga
Buy low, sell high
Supply and demand
Nigga if supply low demand is high
I sell it for high as I can
I take the jingle
But I'm for the counting mother fucking four
All sales are final
Ain't no refund in this mother fucker
This mother fucking shit sold
I hit them like non-stop
Cock the glock
Cause the mother fucking spot be hot
Nigga wonder where I be
Cause I'm always cold fresh out of the penn
Talking about holler at me
I got everything from hand-held to flips
Silkk and Bone got the chips
Don't even try to hit me on a hit like elevator
Nigga ain't got it shit don't exist
Nigga talking about
Holler at your boy
Holler at your niggas
See I got what you need
If I ain't got it
I'm going get it
See i ain't hard to find
You need me?
Look me up
They call me Silkk the Shocker
But you can call me Mr. Hook It Up
[Master P and Silkk]
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
Soldiers
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
Silkk, P, and Bone Thugs soldiers
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up
I love music(what kind of music)
(Chorus 2x)
We love the reggae and jazz and rock and roll could be cool alternative too we love the rhythm and blues but I'm a hip hop baby from the heart I'll never flip flop baby
(First Verse: Layzie Bone)
If it wasn't for my music tell me were would I be were would I be probably standin' on the hot block sellin' crack rock runnin' them streets runnin' them streets. I say my music is my best friend my confident I love the way we live as one together we the perfect bond. Me and my radio doin' 90 on the freeway knowin' the way to go, and I like to feel the rhythm the beat be bumpin' don't it and I love to give it to y'all because I know you want it. And if you feel like I feel you love the rhythm and blues reggae and jazz & rock and roll could be cool but I'm a hip hop baby from the heart and never flip flop baby gimme a drank and a song and I'll be stress free kickin' it all night long.
(Second Verse: Krayzie Bone)
It ain't nothin like hip hop music be careful how you use it and please don't abuse it when you do it. Music can keep the party people dancin' and put your mind in a trance and keep you happy, give it a chance come on just flow with the music get blowed off the music. When I was 13 LIKE Dr. King I had a dream to be one of the greatest musicians alive truely remembered when I die I love I love music it's got me stayin alive, and if you take my mic right now one thing you'll never do is take my love away cuz I'm a hip hop baby from the heart and never flip flop baby.
(Chrous 2x)
(Third Verse: Bizzy Bone)
Tossin' and turnin' I'm burnin' with different melodies words my niggas tellin' me sellin' it to the world been rappin' since the day I heard Rakim and Danadane, Duggy Fresh, Slick Rick always been a singer man late night foster home workin on profection my selection of the songs that I heard was my direction thats when Tawny was my girlfriend rollin a rap said I'm the badest mammajama half white and black had my babies to Jodeci six with Sarina little Bree Bone Bryan Miss Moe and Shanika little Tray Tray Destiny and plus Aaliyah and the newest one is Shelby I can't wait till' I see her they are the music in my physical form since they was born I been singin with tears in my eyes as I perform for the whole world until I die like Confucious tell the world my name is Bryon I'm in love with my music. Yeah, uh cuz I'm a hip hop baby Cuz, Im' a hip hop baby Cuz, Im' a hip hop baby.
(Bridge: Layzie Bone)
Now everbody got that jam that make you get up wanna boogy to the beat now. And if it wasn't for the drums and the strings and the lyrics that we sing what would life realy mean now? Would it be just as fun, would you kick it the same could you live with out it could you still maintain? My thang is crank up the volume because it helps me escape from my problems till I solve em' and Im' a solve em' its all music Bone Thug music
Featuring: Ricco Barrino
[Ricco Barrino]
Heyyy, wooo, ooooh
Hey yeah, ooh now
[Chorus: Ricco Barrino]
If I had one wish, that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go, that I could stay here
And although it hurts me, to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you, for now I am gone
[Interlude: Krayzie Bone (Ricco Barrino)]
For now I am gone, for now I am gone (gooooooooooooooone)
For now I am gone, for now I am, gone (for now I am gone)
For now I am gone, for now I am gone (gooooooooooooooone)
For now I am gone, for now I am, gone (for now I am gone)
[Krayzie Bone]
When I'm dead and gone don't even worry
Don't mourn me too long, death'll get you discouraged
Keepin your vision blurry, prison and mentally hurtin
I know it for certain if I'm really restin in heaven
No need for you to fear, don't cry
Cause death won't forever have a grip on our lives
So I'ma be comin, be ready for the next shine
Cause I'm a believer that I'll see a resurrection
Don't believe that I'll burn in hell
I study the scriptures and they learn me well
No trippin, no drippin, no purgatory I dwell
I sleep, I rest in piece 'til I prevail
It's just a temporary lay down, I won't forever stay down
So keep me in your memory, don't let me fade out
I'll probably never see you at the crossroads
Guess I was wrong, I'm gone gone, long gone
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]
We hit the road back in 1993
Had a vision like a prophet, the project was go see
The logic was so deep, I come back and do a lotta good
I heard the callin so I headed out to Hollywood
One-way tickets, my niggaz and no fear
Some said that we was trippin, the mission was so clear
Don't wanna go there, the money was over there
I still love ya 9-9, I miss ya St. Clair
Yeah, now I'm movin on a roller coaster
Just ridin, tryin to be Jehovah's soldier
And I'm grindin, tryin to make it better for ya
So for now I best be gone, be gone
I made a vow to change the world somehow
I'ma impact it and see it in this lifetime
On the dark road to bring back the sunshine
But for now I'm gone - I gotta go get it
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
If it's out there to get, then I'ma go and get it
Get it 'til I got nothin left, chasin better livin
It's a 'tinuous mission, so I'm steady movin
And I gotta get it in, never settle for losin
I'm a Thug true, add to or get out the way
You could settle for less, but I need more on my plate
Eatin good, family good
Okay 'til that day I'ma get up and move, move
Show my babies how the Thug do, ooh
I'ma play it like it's my last game
If it's due better give it up right away
Cause a thug nigga's gonna bring pressure
See me fucked up, starvin nigga, never
And as long as niggaz out here gettin paid
Back to my old ways, who they gonna run and tell, huh?
It's a street thang, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Yeah we ready, back up in 'em with nothin but the harmony rhythm
Hard hittin flows all we give 'em
Flows that spit venom, no cop, there goes the end of 'em
Ever since the beginnin we winnin it
Get a glimpse of legends standin on deck
'Til we come we'll be here holdin down the set
Keep on wonderin what the Bone 'bout to do next
Still they humble and the hungriest, God bless
The fan fam flex all across the U.S.
Overseas and Tel Aviv and back west
You know we go the hardest, no need to say we better than the rest
It's obvious more or less
Came down off my high from the wet
When I had to do a stretch, I signed so I cashed the check
Had me caught up in a game, insane, my head blown
What's goin on cause ain't nobody home
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Ricco Barrino]
Gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm so gooooooooooooooooooooone, ooh yeah!
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit,
that's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit,
but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers (soldiers)
Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors (warriors)
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change.
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, (damn!)
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move,
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
It's so amazing (amazing)
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me (in me)
Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man (money, man)
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain (maintain)
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah (Can ya hear me now?)
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare (prepare)
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .
Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody fuck with Bone, Please
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on (thug on)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Chorus: Akon]
Going thru the struggles everyday on this pavement
and every hood I see em doin the same
there's alot of haters that don't want me to make it
all I want is for you to remember my name
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me (oooohhhhhh)
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me (oooohhhhhh)
[Verse:Layzie Bone]
My reputation is solid yall and my street credit is unpolished yall
known as a lil boss hawk in the hood boy in my hood imma superstar
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
I hope that i dont have to make another RIP song,
i can't believe that your gone, the good die young,
dont wanna hear no bad news, next time i pick up the phone
its Chamillionaire and Bone (yeah)
its Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone..
-Chamillionaire-
Me and family we fin to chill tonight,
kick it wit your woman, if the mood is right,
you can get her back, you ever loose your wife,
but you cant get it back, if someone loose a life,
treat everyday like its a holiday,
cause you never know, someone could die today,
thats why i gotta pray, thats why i gotta pay
my dues to god, thats why i gotta stay,
down to earth, so down in church,
treating every lesson, like its a blessing,
am high as saint, is not the the question,
im not a saint, thats my confession,
thankful that i can afford to leave,
so much food on my plate, that your boy can feast,
im the voice of the streets, so im forcing peace,
so those married to the game, can enforce the streets (??)
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
-Krayzie Bone-
Now, I gotta give it up for all my dogs,
a lot of my niggas with they names across the wall
Some really took a fall and lost it all,
but we gon' show 'em, we gon' keep it for my nigga;
We gon' ball for ya'll, roll for ya'll
Really thank God for ya'll
cause I would not be here
if ya'll had not paved the way for me
We here doing our thang
Cause way back in the day, before I came of age
I watched the hustlas play, Low key, I studied game
I knew I'd make a name, who knew it'd come with fame
Ya'll know the story; Bone Thugs crept, crept, and came up
All my thugs, I salute you, stay true
An all my love, I send to you
This one here's for you, and you
We still love you
so you know it's all good (It's all good)
Ya' alright (alright, alright)
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
-Layzie Bone-
Okay, we gone, we can breathe on
Put your lighters in the air
and make sure that his not forgotten
cause the love from the heart is a wonderful start
and heal up the pain when you takin' these losses
Sick of these losses, still get naucious
rememberin' one of my Bone Thug bosses
Wish I could see you, I wish I could call you,
but all I can say is you was one of the rawest
You had to move on without us, before us
Crack a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice
I'm a soldier on this planet, be a soldier up in Heaven
As long as I live this life,
Im reppin' prayin to God that we all get let in
I'm a count my blessings
and pray that these haters ain't disrespecting
Ain't ever no questions,
If we gotta rumble and do some checkin', At any second,
things can change death attack
And for the record
you already know where I'll see you at
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
-Wish Bone-
Gotta love trend setters ahead of us that did it, went to get it
When they said we can't have none, they kept the focus, now we can toast, Pour out some for 'em, we love 'em Still here among us like Russel, Some don't like Eazy, get it out, a real word, ya' can't learn this on TV, Believe me, it's not that way, hey Flossin' might make it ya last day, itchin' to get it, thugstas with no pay, Sad song, sad sad songs, But we relate down on our way, somethings always goin' on, wrong, My nigga Chester (Oh, my God) took one to the chest in front of his momma's home (Yup, yup) I know this yes, I know we all gotta go, I pray I'm too soon, If I do, I ask my thugstas; Watch over my few (Watch' em, watch 'em) If it's you, the world is ya Thugsta, I got'chu, got'chu
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
Bizzy Bone
My Father and Grandfather, so happy to be in existence, alive/ My understanding the meaning of reasons and plus the answers on how to survive/ How to rewind, make it to perfection at least, I'm getting as close as I can/ As y'all teach me to be a man/ I stand for something that's more grand; The rest of the fam/ Demonous the winds, Abraham brang some of the Jinn/ Timothy, so broken, and all of the candles we born into sin/ I thank the light created from darkness, the angels' just wantin' the love/ But the love that he has could never be bought and I think him and call him a dove/ Plus he love Allah, and plus the Son, and I know that he love me as well/ My name is glory, and Jesus' my dad/ Even if all of the children fail, we'll never fail/ Better be careful, the mysteries here, can't eat off the holy grail/ Angels still on your trail, you worship The Lord, you'll always prevail/ Never could teach, I tried to preach, you know what they do to me; Want to be righteous/ Instead of my stuck in the shelters, I'm kind of famous, singin' and writin'/ Grandfather, I'm feeling the hurt of the battle, the talent just like i was told/ Make me strong in the face of invisible things; Bizzy Bone can't be boned
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Just to say "RIP"
-Chamillionaire-
This is a song for my soldiers who is gone,
Tupac and Biggie Smalls and the list goes on,
Jam Master Jay, I hope you're resting in peace
Say "RIP" Say "RIP"
To DJ Screw, Fat Pat and Big Hall,
Souljah Slim, Big Pun, Mac Dre, Camoflauge,
Aaliyah, Proof, Left Eye, Big L and Eazy E
Say "RIP" Say "RIP"
(Chorus)
-Chamillionaire-
This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's
This is for everyone back in the day,
everyone who paved the way before me
This is for the shorty's
It's because even when I had no change,
still the same, it didnt change, homie
This is for the homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today
Lift your lighters up and say "RIP"
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Lift your lighters (For me)
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my nigga sin at home
Polishin' that MAC-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
we wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, Buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So nigga don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
Cause Flesh be lovin' this money
I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up?
Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, i had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game
Easy muthafuckin E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now niggas might trip on how I stash my grip
I gotta have it bitch
For the love of this shit
MUTHAFUCKA!!
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, bitch
Ya beter respect Rip, or ya best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thang wild, and follow me now
While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, I run, for the love of my money
Nigga down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
days
When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give u the cash, oh, that was your ass
Cause me and me nigga was hungary
And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make tha shit simple and run
To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killa now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause bitch you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Steayd rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
Nigga drugdealin', needin a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when I stick ya and lick ya, remember
I get 'em up for the love of the money
For the love of money
Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga
Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless records in this bitch
My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bine, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Who is that ckun wit the tongue like the double edge sword?
Talkin' out the neck like we wouldn't push forward
But we murdered you *** and rap suckas, while you ***
And we leave our competition where there was none for us
*** got board back to the hood
With the thugs and fiends sold crack in the hood
Took my money and my trophies and my plaques to the hood
*** weren't goin' out Hollywood, not Bone
We keep it gutta thuggish, ruggish from the 99
My paper hustle been around the world a couple of times
Check the record, you can see I'm workin' double time
Give 'em something they can feel when I'm on the grind
Let the gangstas ride in the summa time
Shine real bright if you wanna get down
Let the top back slow, take a drag of the dro
Flippin' hard time now, you can burn that now
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
Try and keep up to the rhythm of the ***, really figga you handle
I?ll make you an example, sample
When I stomp on these, some *** at random
Clear mother mend the anotha to get the phantom family
See me and I got to run in hood, while they run around
They comin' at cha wit a sound like thunder
Strike like lightin', hit 'em and they wonder where they at
Now all them thuggish, ruggish *** come from Bone, Bone
Never be anotha that can *** wit them Thug brothas
They all the same, they talk a lot but never got the balls to play
Better not look at all this weight
No not this way
But if they ever fizzle to the gristle
Blow the whistle on the Swizzle, it's official
And we back to get it crackin' in the middle of the action
We got you in flowmotion
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
Point your fist, pull your pistol, put ch'ya finger in the middle
I'am show you how to disrespect a issue, f***
Let me loose, *** a lawsuit, I gotta get 'em lay 'em up
Some where, we cap spinnin', you ain't get it
Hospital rehab
He alright, one to the chest, to the knee cap
I?ma keep it raw so you know you better back off
Swish said get 'em so you know we 'bout to bite chyaw
FS stepped up, fear when we roll up
Everybody roll up, everybody toast up
Get it twist a ***, pay attention to when you leave
Wit your grill-less and feelings hurt and shirt fulla dirt
***, we work wit witch-it
I?ma busta *** be first
Back again gotta be heard
Had an intermission but it's over
It's over, back the flowmotion on em'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Who is that ckun wit the tongue like the double edge sword?
Talkin' out the neck like we wouldn't push forward
But we murdered you *** and rap suckas, while you ***
And we leave our competition where there was none for us
*** got board back to the hood
With the thugs and fiends sold crack in the hood
Took my money and my trophies and my plaques to the hood
*** weren't goin' out Hollywood, not Bone
We keep it gutta thuggish, ruggish from the 99
My paper hustle been around the world a couple of times
Check the record, you can see I'm workin' double time
Give 'em something they can feel when I'm on the grind
Let the gangstas ride in the summa time
Shine real bright if you wanna get down
Let the top back slow, take a drag of the dro
Flippin' hard time now, you can burn that now
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
Try and keep up to the rhythm of the ***, really figga you handle
I?ll make you an example, sample
When I stomp on these, some *** at random
Clear mother mend the anotha to get the phantom family
See me and I got to run in hood, while they run around
They comin' at cha wit a sound like thunder
Strike like lightin', hit 'em and they wonder where they at
Now all them thuggish, ruggish *** come from Bone, Bone
Never be anotha that can *** wit them Thug brothas
They all the same, they talk a lot but never got the balls to play
Better not look at all this weight
No not this way
But if they ever fizzle to the gristle
Blow the whistle on the Swizzle, it's official
And we back to get it crackin' in the middle of the action
We got you in flowmotion
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
Point your fist, pull your pistol, put ch'ya finger in the middle
I'am show you how to disrespect a issue, f***
Let me loose, *** a lawsuit, I gotta get 'em lay 'em up
Some where, we cap spinnin', you ain't get it
Hospital rehab
He alright, one to the chest, to the knee cap
I?ma keep it raw so you know you better back off
Swish said get 'em so you know we 'bout to bite chyaw
FS stepped up, fear when we roll up
Everybody roll up, everybody toast up
Get it twist a ***, pay attention to when you leave
Wit your grill-less and feelings hurt and shirt fulla dirt
***, we work wit witch-it
I?ma busta *** be first
Back again gotta be heard
Had an intermission but it's over
It's over, back the flowmotion on em'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
Who is the worlds enemy?
Someone who doesn't conform to the worlds ways
but with a sound mind
innervates a new way
Who is the worlds enemy?
Someone who thinks outside the box
passionate, indomitable and up right
Who is the worlds enemy?
Someone whose Christ like
and the world does not like
We are the worlds
Life, life, life, life
(What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do?)
Or death, death, death, death Life, life, life, life
(When murda, murda comez foe you, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you?) Or death, death, death, death?
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime
And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass
Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
Fuck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies
Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
[Krayzie Bone]
Every time I, turn arouuuund [4X]
Every time I turn my head, man
Somebody's schemin on a bad plan
Tryin to deal a nigga a bad hand
One after the other, harassin a Thugsta
At first they try to bring me in court for child support
Women deception and they lies
I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe
I have to go and serve state time
There's always somebody talkin 'bout you owe 'em
I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada
Niggaz ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride
You better be thankful we even let y'all shine
Every time I turn around there's somebody straight trippin
Hatin on a mission, fakin on a nigga
They always talk with some dump in they mouth
like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out
Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches
They gotta realize that it's five of the realest
Every time that I turn arouuuund
Somebody all up in my business
Actin like you know me, I've never seen homie
He try to lean on me I'ma put the beam on him
Tele-screen on me, really if he only
knew that we split him like a blunt then roll him
Every time I turn around I see another phony
Thug haters really seem weak for the moment
Bone Thug niggaz never beat, we told 'em
Guess they thinkin niggaz was weak but we showed 'em
We on top it ain't no stoppin us, the suckas wishin we would go away
so they can flood the game with that garbage
I'm poppin 'em, stoppin 'em, any day they wanna get with Kray
Kray "Take Action" Jackson
[Bizzy] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Layzie] I'm duckin haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere
[Bizzy] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Layzie] Duckin haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere
[Layzie Bone]
Every time I turn around somebody doin somethin foul
I can't turn my back without these haters tryin to shut me down
Plot and I watch, strategize, but the clock
is sayin time don't wait for nothin, it don't stop
Crabs in a bucket make me wanna say fuck it
Like pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, but y'all lucky
Eastside, front to back, we guard that
Don't nobody want you when yo' ass is broke flat
Yeah nigga all that, we livin in a cruel world
It's rough in the ghetto but we put family first
When friends turn to foes and the enemy's exposed
That's when you gotta move on and kick dirt
My wife and my seeds dependin on me
to make it home safe with them groceries
How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me
Yeah I'm in association but I'm playin for my own team
Too much division, head-on collisions
is blockin my visionary skills
Get back to the mission to pay my own bills
Stay on point and I guard my own grills
Skills I'm possessin, in my possession
Why they wanna rob a little nigga for the blessin?
Who is you helpin, the world or yourself?
Put it on the table cause that's the real question
[Biz] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Lay] Turn around (turn around) turn around (turn around) turn
Every time that I turn
[Biz] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Kray] Every time that I turn arou-rou-rou-rou-rou-rou
[Wish Bone]
Keep it thuggin green, nigga sweet, come get it
I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen
But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage
I know you didn't feel it when a nigga didn't call ya
Keep your CD, save your money, it's hard to make a dollar
You wastin your time, swallow your pride, be smart
You good to take advice? Alright, nigga get a job
And a message to the niggaz tryin to sue meeee
You make me hate the spotlight
Cause I really wanna do youuuu
Lazy-ass bums, in-the-cut cowards
Back door pussies stretchin them undeserved dollars
I know you want a taste, I'ma bring it to your face
Bring it to your face, say it to your face
I hear your little chatter sayin that the Bone done
Smilin in my presence hatin on that Thug love
But Bone got a category, fanbase thug love
Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it
Y'all niggaz chump change, chase fame, earn mine
Within the right to take mine
Take it to the top with a dream from the block
Didn't believe, now they got they hands out
Make me feel bad with the weight on my shoulders
Damn, every time I turn around
[Bizzy] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Flesh] Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin can break us
[Bizzy] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Flesh] Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin can break us
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Every time I turn around
Somebody givin me the rules, a new ordeal
The cops harassin, shakin me down on parole
and put a nigga through the whole damn spiel
This kid lookin polished
No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album
Stack keep it full throttle
They lookin for the heat, that's why they got 'em, C-L-E my motto
Within the Lord I'll abide
Example of a good role model I'm tryin to provide
But every time they pull me over, it's like I'm back on trial
They tryin to catch a thug dirty while I'm ridin
You see a nigga fully rehabilitated
Back reunited with my fam, still we are the greatest
Broke up then we woke up (woke up)
Spoke up, niggaz got it together and made up (made up)
Now we got 'em jumpin back on the bandwagon
When we gon' drop? That's all they keep askin
When we do this shit we'll hit the fan
Every sucka that hated on they gon' get a thrashin now
Every time I turn around
these biters tryin to take our sound
But yo it ain't nothin that can fade our style, my style
[Bizzy Bone]
Every time that I turn arouuuuund
You lookin over here, got me lookin over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derrier-ier-ier
Every time that I turn arouuuuund
You lookin over here, got me lookin over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derrier-ier
Every time I turn around gotta listen to the sound
of the negative crawlin all over the ground
Like look what you did, let me enter in your kiss
Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga
So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place
Never gon' eat that, eat that
Satan the original serpent on his last track
Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin on his belly
Lookin for his celly, I can call the telly
L.A., Kelly, Rowland, rollin
Next my ass, I know you bitch
You gets no ass, goin down like Nelly
Every time that I turn arouuuuund
You lookin over here, got me lookin over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derrier-ier-ier
[Lay] Turn around
[BTNH] Every time that I turn arouuuuund
[Biz] You lookin over here, got me lookin over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derrier-ier
[Lay] Every time that I turn arouuuuund...
Dum. Da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. Dum, dum, da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum.
They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga you ain't never lied].
Up in the mornin' and I feel like I don't wanna be livin', better off dead
without no bread. Have you ever felt that feelin'? Unsatisfied, feelin' like you wanna die when you reach into your pocket and can't even find not even enough to go purchase a dime sack of weed. But fuck that, I got come up in my blood, plus it's the first of the month, nigga what, the perfect time to come up. The only problem is I'm broke and ain't got no dope. But as I was standin?at my bathroom mirror, I look at the soap. Shit, soap look a little like dope. You scandalous nigga! Then I chop, chop up me some counterfeit amphetamines. But wait a minute, wait, wait a minute now, what if they want to taste it? Then quickly for cash, nigga dash to the kitchen get the bread bag.
Wrap that bread around some soap, now I got the bread crumb dum-dum dope. It might sound funny but it ain't no joke cause doin' this shit could get a nigga smoked, man. But fuck it! Young nigga gotta get them duckets. Hit the medicine cabinet for the final touches, Orajel for the numbness. Then I hit the corner with a handful of bread crumbs, nigga got the dum-dum for ya [for ya] and I pump on approach if you say it ain't dope, only dealin' 'cause I hear that they sober. Peep, creep on a come up, I'll wait for a fiend to roll up, and walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he showed me the greens. Said, "Hold up. Gotta get my stash." Nigga need a twenty, and I got that faded. Lovin' these yum-yum's, glad I made it, I just hope this nigga don't try to taste it. I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovely.
But as he pulled off I pinned that he put a rock up in his mouth [mouth], so he gon' come back for his money. I pinned that he braked, he skid, put it in reverse and he came back quick. Fiend jumped out and he talkin' all big, this is what happened to this bitch: we beat him, and finished him off and he never came 'round here no more cause the nigga ran into yours-truly. Poor, and a nigga scored. Lord forgive me but I can't remember the last time I ate. Now I gots to go get me a plate or we pin æ…¹m up proper. Only spent three dollars and forty four cent, nigga full, now I gotta get bent. Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty six cent, hell yeah! These dum dums got a nigga off the hook, they got booked, took, shook, look, got dope, but it ain't dope, so I guess you could call me a crooked crook. Hey, do ya know somebody like me? I don't think so, cause ain't nobody. I see down for the crime like I'm down for mine, and if I gotta, nigga, I cheat, cheat.
They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga you ain't never lied].
So fuck with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone. Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me.
Roll down-a my family tree with me. Keep flippin' the page to page--see nothin' but strugglers. I never knew no hustlas like my daddy and mama. So I gotta drop my Pz, but I think way back in the day now, when Moms and Pops had my back. They stayed down and gave us a place to lay down. But then, then when the wind blew in, it threw in a crackpot. But lately, it's keepin' my people up off the hinges.
Can I get a witness baby? And I'm out the door, gots to go make me some money on my own. Somebody tell me now where we went wrong. God, bring my family back because they long gone. It's on. Now Pops don't even come around, but I know Pop's got problems. That's why your little nigga's still down with ya. But it hurts to see your family takin' a beatin'. My sisters keep sayin' they hungry--gotta come up on some way to feed 'em. Big Will, Rod J, take a ride, slide down '71, callin' welfare. When the check came, Mom, she hounds everyone. So bang bang, had to get down for my thang, swang with a me thugstas. Pump, we never did love ya. St. Clair struggler. Yeah, your hustla, baby.
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone. Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me.
I can't get away from all this drama surroundin' me, houndin' me, heavily comin' down on me. Drama been poundin' my brain, callin' my name. These demons, they seem to be followin' me, come in all shapes and sizes, enemies, my friends, it don't suprise me. I try to help niggas make better, but they ain't appreciate it. Guess they'd rather stay back in the ghetto. Well, oh well. If that's how you want it, nigga, then go ahead, but don't fuck with me. I'm up in this bitch like Michael Jackson, I wish they'd (leave me alone) before I show the otherside of me. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. That's how it be. Nigga gon' get violent, but if my so-called ex-friends wanna try me, bloody riot is how we like it, you all invited. Get so heated, you'll feel the temperature risin', so heated we spit back flames. Front page article, all the police could find of them bitches was particles for fuckin' with me. And I'm down to stand on the frontline to get wild, one of the first to get up and get down. Niggas ain't knowin' the
anger inside me, and then when I finally snap, nigga, I'm a fuck up your sister, your daddy, your mama, your brother If he want some drama, come on, come on, come on.
[Intro - Krayzie]
Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got
[Repeat 5X]
[Verse 1 (Krayzie)]
Shit, we done come up a long way
We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day
They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more."
They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"....You sure?
Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business
So quit all that beef and come get this cheese
Nobody really been knowin the drama we done seen
Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell
And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
Actin like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough
Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for broke
[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 1X]
[Verse 2 (Layzie)]
See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law
And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes
And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin
Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up
You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case
It's dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."
I'll be screamin "not a shotty," he shouldn't have had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth
Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money
Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely love me
I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the poor
But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore
[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 1X]
[Verse 3 (Bizzy)]
Choke like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44
Smoke and think platinum, gun in my coat
Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill
Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be still
Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the vest
Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips
I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head
Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up
"That dick is kinda small, my bitch is too much."
C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it
Haters holdin a motherfuckin gun
Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough
Signs are soon delivered, the rivers are filled
Praise Jesis in this ghetto thesis
Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cuz I'm a soldier)
[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 4X]
[Bizzy]
Bone Thugs -N- Harmony
Da Brat:
Ain't it fucked up that when you work real hard to get some shit and finally
make it to the top of shit that it's a whole gang of muthafuckas that hate that
shit and wanna take that shit
Krayzie Bone:
Nigga don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Don抰 hate on me don抰 hate on me]
Don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Go get you some go get you some]
Nigga don't you hate on me muthafucka go get you some get off my dick bitch get
out my mix and tell me where the real niggas at put your blunts in the air
y'all niggas get fried to this tear the roof off the motha tell me who the
thuggish in this muthafucka what you niggas really wanna do be ballas flossin'
niggas wanna be me so they gotta be talkin' oh we been hearin' what they say
and when I'm in they face what you say oh nothin' busta hit him in his shit
anyway hey that's how we play still thuggin' ain't a thang changed still the
same name Leather Face real real niggas that's all I gotta say you're fuckin'
with the real you're bound to get dusted really the real ain't shit to be
fucked with protected by the nina we ain't care for them nigga the trigger
finger itchy fix ya then hit up the whole block make a nigga close shop sho'
nuff show-stopper fuckin' 'em up with these sawed-offs pumpin' the shotgun
really unecessary 'cause all we want is a little respect that's all we want but
nigga you don't feel me [Da Brat: nigga you don't] Krayzie Krayzie maybe insane
and he with JD let it rip done slipped a clip into the gat Brat-tat-tat just
like that
Da Brat:
I ain't fin to be the bitch to procrastinate If niggas wanna be shippin' me
half a cake go through whatever drastic measures I have to take make a
muthafucka masturbate the hotter I get the more hate some of you hoes is
overrated with flows that's outdated take 'em to the rehab and get 'em
reinstated my lyrical content send other bitches to convents pray for me to be
deleted but that's nonsense been the bomb since '74 Aries I can see how ya
nigga be lookin' at me he wanna get in between the sheets leave the wallet and
the keys for me I ain't persuade that easily but if you spend the cheese for me
nigga we can fuck free frequently you study me but another me could never be so
broke the mold 6-0-6-4-4 when niggas are hauled off and hit you with the
sawed-off seen plenty muthafuckas fall off with they drawers off when I'm
finished droppin' 'em all off on the Westside of Chi I'm ridin' high thinkin'
of ways to make it through the maze of the paper chase slidin' by keep a Luger
in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die
Krayzie Bone:
Nigga don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Don抰 hate on me don抰 hate on me]
Don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Go get you some go get you some]
Jermaine Dupri:
See everywhere I go I feel like niggas be tryin' to get me stuck I'm fly no
matter what iced-up and all the hoes wanna fuck not to mention that a nigga got
K抯 stacked-up packed up everything I touch gold and platinum what niggas can't
fuck with us like Busta Bust we dangerous and you know that if I peel I got
more y'all peel it's gone It's why the ice grill on when I wheel on by y'all
niggas in the corner back and forth like "Fuck that little guy" don't worry
about me you need to worry about your goddamn self how your shit on the shelf
and how you sit around wishin' that a nigga was signed to So So Def I'm a
A-T-L-A-N-T-A nig never been known to play with can't none of y'all see so
y'all niggas don't really need to say shit uh-uh with all your people hatin'
people hatin' and your bad looks what y'all need to do is shut up and take heed
to what my nigga's sayin' in the hook
Krayzie Bone:
Nigga don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Don抰 hate on me don抰 hate on me]
Don't you hate on me why don't you go and get you some
[Layzie Bone]
Na, Na, Na, Na Hey, Hey, Hey Good Bye!
[Krayzie Bone]
Whooo! C'mon, Bone Thug, We gon' do it like this, yeah Kray Jackson
Remember the killa, the lyrical beast? I'm gon' murda ya!
Up in you like a hernia.
You suck, I'm just confirmin' ya, nigga!
If you did it, nigga, then clearly we talkin' about you!
Get off the bandwagon
Nigga, quit swingin' on dicks and get your brand accurate.
Kray Jack the man, ask 'em!
Don't need a hand.
Rappin' insane with the same average, always above!
Nigga, never no love,
You niggas is artificial, insufficient, not an issue.
Our position is monumental, all your shit was accidental!
Simple, don't be no fool!
Don't be consumed in auto-tune. (Auto-tune!)
'Cause it's a deadly storm blowin' through here soon.
Originators can survive it if they stay true and innovate.
Imitators, fakers, they all die
[Flesh -n- Bone]
Y'all simply can't all rap and it ain't no time to play.
Twenty-four hours a day, that's seven straight!
My killers be rallied up, the scrilla – they tally up.
Like Bally's – I exercise you.
Like Dahmer – I victimize you.
Criticize you for using auto-tune.
Recognize here comes your doom.
There's no room for the wack. They be givin' a black eye to the game.
But there's more than a thousand ways to get 'em and leave the lames strangled.
Flesh banged on 'em and I never did let up.
Fandango you hoes!
Opponents they keep their back on the ropes, their faces hit the floor.
Suckers ain't nothin' but jokes with their vocals made artificially.
I'd rather buck 'em y'all exposed, now they gotta get disposed.
My temp is still burning hot, while these phony's, they hardly not!
We can lock on up and then see how hard of a hit you got!
[Layzie Bone]
Na, Na, Na, Na Hey, Hey, Hey Good Bye! Bye Bye! Bye Bye!
Why they want to sound like, dress like, act like? (Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone)
Why they want to look like, dress like, sound like?
(It's the Thuggish Ruggish!) It's the critical, criminal, non-subliminal.
Set it off, let it off, lines is visible.
I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables.
Sound like Bone, that's dispicable.
I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original.
It's pitiful, niggas ain't lyrical.
Give me that deal, give me that miracle!
They lackin' the talent, they lackin' the balance, they lackin' the harmony.
These niggas pretenders, no contenders, it ain't hard to see.
No authenticity, they won't make history.
They only makin' Lil Lay-Lay mad, they going out like they J.J. Fad.
Now how do these stars assume they can use the auto-tune,
Just because the bass go boom I spend my dollars, consume?
But naw, I bring these lames to their doom.
Better wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
We bringin' back innovation.
We havin' a celebration, cause Flesh-n-Bone is home.
Been ten years strong, that's domination.
Never need no nomination 'cause homie the streets respect it.
We keepin' it epic and never neglect it we get it in on a record.
I'm talkin' about keepin' it classic, they talkin' about keepin' it plastic.
They puttin' the game in a casket. We gonna live on like the Jacksons.
I'm sorry I'm endin' your cycle, I gotta do this for Michael.
You heard from Jay-Z, but nigga this Layzie, it's somethin' I'm willin' to die for
Yeah Come on! Come On! Come On!
Na, Na, Na, Na Hey, Hey, Hey Good Bye!
[Wish Bone]
Come here nigga, you know what?
First off let me take it back to High School.
You niggas teach rules, being in a rented crib.
To this day I don't wear Jordan's.
Wasn't the first nigga with them in High School
enima ass niggas, put that out (Put that out!)
Shine in everybody's category.
Cut that out, (Cut that out!) Flat out! (Flat out!)
It's a damn shame, for spare change, what come out these fraudelent rappers' mouth.
Or should I say entertainers, I'm complainin'.
North, East, West, and South, cut that out.
'Til 'em all Pac and no slouch. (Get it! Get it! Get it!)
If you can't sing, then don't sing!
The realest knew they place and they did it.
We blaze auto-tune so you need to sense this (Bone! Bone! Bone!).
Rest and silent hood living. [[[ lifted?]]]
They feel me resonate it. Get Bible realest.
Quiet me, (Naw!) I'mma stay hood, harmonied out.
[Bizzy Bone]
Invisible cut the Crucifix, explodes into the galaxy!
Show you niggas how loose I get – No! No fatalities!
Zeus, I'm comin' to juice the mix. Operation: Totality
Opium flow wherever I go, auto-tune to the Matrixes.
Shot myself in Cali, woke up without no witnesses.
Satan, think she my mistresses.
Mohammad, where my bitches is?
Eve's wicked as witches is
Yeah! Nigga this peanuts!
I'm T-Pain, back with my Nazarinians and we nuts!
These Palestinians with 3 buck shots!
When Roger Troutman caught his brother back from Hades like Cain – took him out!
(feat. Felecia, Thin C)
[Intro - Layzie & Felecia]
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
[Fel] One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here
[Fel] Two shots, oh...
[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
[Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
[Both] We gon ride!
[Layzie Bone]
We gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels fall off
It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls
We let 'em hang and the sparks fly
I'm talkin about scrapin the streets and nigga movin so fast we turnin the dark light!
Ya niggaz really don't want no friction from the automatics
You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't even braggin
I'm in the toll taggin, collectin plenty paper
And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper
These niggaz is haters and they smilin in my face
Tappin like they need a gig, tryna get your boy erased
I hear the whispers say I talk a mean game
But I walk it like I talk it, plus I got a mean aim
Seem strange, cause them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like every other summer, just to fuck a nigga up
We got them (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
It's 2006, Krayzie let these niggaz know, c'mon!
[Krayzie Bone]
Now wait a minute, who said that we out of business?
Tell that nigga to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin once we get to buckin
We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it!
That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
Every nigga can feel it cause they recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin your livin here!
But don't make me to get my dier and have to boo-ya!
Some of the niggaz gon have to get down, cause we'll do y'all
If you don't want the beef, nigga don't talk that shit!
Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite after the ball, naw!
Katrina and Rita, ain't got nothin at all
On the bandages and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure!
Run on up if ya want, cause we ready!
Indeed I keep the sweeper best believe we heated heavy, like that!
[Hook - Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!
[Thin C]
I was forced to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th wonder of the world in the streets
Band on bricks 'till my fist was bloody
Turn, hella corners in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you don't wanna come against this
Black fist, born to make history
Born from the misery
Grindin for a meal, searchin for a deal
Pranced in old, torn clothes
Keep it real bitch, I ain't start off rich
And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't changed
One word too many, get your mouth rearranged
One nigga too many, shells go click-click
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's been split down to the white meat
Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
You ain't gotta like me, just don't try me
Get crossed up, death becomes untimely
While time keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding
Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in amazement
You don't wanna be the one found under the basement
Gotta run your DNA just to find what your name is
Here's another victim of them Cleveland niggaz!
Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get live niggaz!
[Hook - Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!
[Outro - Layzie & Felecia]
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
[Fel] One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here
[Fel] Two shots, oh...
[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
[Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie think before you shoot
Murderah where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go?
And trouble may come and some time
You'll get pulled over by one time
And when in 1999 rewinds did'n even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world is nausiating
Everybody hating everybody over rated
Why everybody actin' agitated?
I thought we graduated back in the saddle
Waitin'
(Board)
Aboard the battle station
Hation is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more
See were losing this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessings begin
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)
Flesh it got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin' with my trues
Humbly united gathering souls
Here we go, roll up some more phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thuggin' immortalized
Let's get high it's them niggas you most desire
I could remember from way back in the day
Coming up out of the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
For selling the fiends llello
But it was my dream to kick flows to put my people on another level
Like it'll be for the lust
(Lust)
Or could it be for the rush
(Rush)
My niggas love when they bust
(Bust)
They steady buck and you duck
(Duck)
They'll put you deep in the dust
(Dust)
My niggas creepin' on ah, come up
(Come up)
Black nigga killa
(Killa)
Thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga pin it nigga finna desend into a dawn of a new millennium
Anticipatin' life without satan
Hatin' and our enemies to hell, I'm sendin' 'em
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)
Everyday the devil at me and I wish the Lord threw a hummer at me
I ain't happy me and Eazy-E in a B E N Z
With my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy we can't let it stop us
Unh, unh, not now
The whole world endin' up the buck buck, pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryin' to rap faster than the master
Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old
The Lord knows we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, Stew, D's P.D., Freaky-G
The whole world wanna be rappin' with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin' babies generation X
With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more
And I know they got a cure for this shit
We ain't rich irst we lost Eazy
Then we lost Pac, Biggie got killled
When this shit gon stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on with the Thuggish Ruggish
Bone, bone, bone, bone tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today, I'm tryin' to change the world
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
(World)
Wish you need a lesson you can learn from rappin'
But they try to ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein' heard and failed
Know it's funny, got my guns, better arm yourself
Most don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do
Don't you know this government ain't vote for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish
If we can't save ourselves, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin'
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Thugs like me where I come from
See we losing this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessings begin
And let's change the world
And let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
Let's change the world
(World)
Let's change the world, let's change the world
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cutlas with them suicide doors
Move out my way
Move outout
Nigga move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON EM!!!
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
they know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
suckas get mad cause they cain't
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
white on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different ??
I swing my doors open, my doors open
my niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who
we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
to hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
just try to be nigga when i journey this world
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this endin, back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;
just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretendin to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis
There's always something you got to give up..
If you want everything you want..
I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
all of my niggaz came to the church
And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
Family bashin 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
Baby I'm sorry.. it's alllll in the game
Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz'
Let's sign our life awayyy..
Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
and you don't want that; neither do I
But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler
High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays..
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way
Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)
To get everything you want (I can feel the love)
Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
the realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I
I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
and bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin that yea up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight
A nigga want out but just can't get out;
so I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it
It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)
Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop
Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit
My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely
We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run
But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed
If it was somethin you can't give up
Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
C Land I.A.
Intro:
We still from good old Cleveland I.A.
(Blast away, fuck scrappin.)
We still from good old Cleveland I.A. NNNNasty.
(The original Thugs.)
in madden where ya find me slanging me lello, daily, oh.
Cleveland is the city where we come from, yeah.
and Cleveland is the city where we com from.
Chorus:
We still from good old cleveland I.A. NNNNasty. Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old cleveland I.A. NNNNasty. Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old cleveland I.A. NNNNasty. Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old cleveland I.A. NNNNasty. Blast away, fuck scrapping,
fuck scrapping.
Verse 1:
Me and my Militent minded, thug ass, mutha fuckin niggas, ya bitch made motha
fucka. Let my niggas be niggas. Figure mutiny on the bounty, ain't no scrutiny,
you know how to call when you in the county, bitch. Gooney was half the craft,
just one of my stoodies. You moody, ah? Where your loochey at? I know where
that poochie's at, you boochie ass. Pretty boy, you was a fag, I think he
fuckin a white boy. I'm a motor cycle. I was born to ride psycho. Baby, I'm
even worse than before. Mom, can I call when I'm lost?
In a coffin of hot sauce, finna fall in foe sho. Roach killas got money for
thuggin niggas. He don't got no Doja, n sure enough, he don't got no scrilla,n
sure enough, he don't got no scrilla, told ya. Helplessly claim that I shorted
you out, voted you out, closed you out. Nigga, you know what this business
about, (bout). Got my dick in your mouth. I got my dick in your mouth. Check it
out.
(chorus)
Verse 2:
These niggas better duck when I buck my tool. Nigga break yourself. Bitch,
drop, don't move. Nonetheless Flesh must unfold (hot, hot) glock, drop,
stalking gat fools. Ready to pap you if we have to. I do. Really dont know
what's happenin. Stack go thuggin with the killas way back, rollin out, and our
goal: to go triple platinum. Tease killas from off St. Claire, then all hell's
fin to break loose. If you declare war, I declare war. Send in my troops, swoop
through. In come nuclear warheads, slay. I'm sendin it yo, when I pull the
trigga, missiles drop, then I make your body move. Dance hater. Y'all ain't
ready n steady, thinkin you can fuck with the thugs. Oh damn, you niggas got
tons of swords sharp like a double edged machetti. We rollin out heated
heavily, 50 calibers and AK's. No love for the motha fuckin po-po. Kill em all
and piss on they fucking graves. Cleveland, better beleive, we stay theivin,
and every last evenin I'ma retreat, but proceed with ease, (leavin em).
Cleveland up to they coatroom bleedin. Me n hustlas down for the money, murda,
and mayhem. C Land I.A.,(I.A.). Where them heartless thugs bail through the
wasteland.
(chorus)
Verse3:
All this damn chronic, done got me out some hellified times. See, we be the
honest, promise to bring the bomb shit. Blow you away. Put it on my thugs. Put
it on my thugs, Yeah, Yeah.
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaaay
[WISH BONE]
Some niggas be passin' that weed on
To them thugsta niggas from Cleve-lawn
Gotta smoke 'til it's all gone
Now what a BONE 'cause a nigga be creep on
Call all my thugstas, all them niggas drink
Call all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed
[KRAYZIE BONE]
Gotta get some hydro
Gotta toke like a loc with a little bit of smoke in my throat
Can't let a me high go
I'ma broke Mo Thug got the bud and it get up up on me...inhale
Just split up a blunt and me roll up a fat one, make it POD'ed
They lable me killa, drug dealer and burn up nigga crazy weed and...
[LAYZIE BONE]
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro
Need me a hit of the tweed, make me drop to my knees
And I gotta give love to the green leaves
Steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease
Thuggin' on off in the cut now, when I'm checkin' on how this shit sound
In the Range smoked out with my nigga Tay
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall in the grave
[BIZZY BONE]
Make up the dummy to make up me money, weed run me
And headed for broke, smokin' the bong
Hit that bong wrong, make a me cough and choke
To the real OT's loc strong BONE
I gotta C note to toke on, so choke on
And holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone, real long and stay blown
[KRAYZIE] (overlapping)
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Haaay nooow)
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Pass me some reefer)
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Haaay nooow)
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Pass me some reefer)
[WISH BONE]
It's the inventor of the green leaves, gotta get p's
'cause I love this type shit, and it's never gonna quit
Doctor told me better stop but man fuck that bitch
Me never gone stop me smoke
Try to tell me, K to your throat
Gosta run me on, fucking with BONE
Loving this weed smoke
[KRAYZIE BONE]
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews
Steadily losing me balance
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' on FLESH BONE
Showin' off me tail and
Smokin' 'til a me die, nigga gotta get high if he wanna come ride
Come with me smoke on a blunt and get nice
Nigga tellin' weed fiends it's fiiiyiiiire
[LAYZIE BONE]
Feelin' on tilt man, quarter o to the brain
Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas insane
Other niggas can't hang, it's a BONE thing
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain
Number one here I come with the tweed in my chest
Nigga got his weed to the curb, split up and serve
But fuck it gotta have them green herbs
[BIZZY BONE]
You got a bag of tweed well blaze it with me fool
And don't be stingy and please no pinners make it swollen
'cause if I had me some weed you know I'd smoke it with you
Come come get with a me, me and my niggas blunts be rollin'
Budsmokers Only, Budsmokers Only...Onlaaaaaay X6
Take a hit of the reefer keep chokin'
