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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
Bone Enterpri$e in the house And just left tha liquor store So nigga, anything goes 'Cause we on a mission for the 4 Bs: Bank, bud, brew, and bitches, muthafuckas! [Wish] I'm getting repaid You're hittin the ground from the sound of buckshots Well, what do you know? I'm hitting the flow and pushin' me down is two cops I'm back on the block and sellin' my rocks But niggas gettin' jealous They gave me a brew, and hit me for two I'm callin up my fellas [Bizzy] Well it's the ruthless nigga gangsta Comin' out with the message to jealous muthafuckas Straight on my dick and bitin' lyrics Who is that perpetratin' and takin' our lyrics Non-originatin' slobs You wait 'til they album comes out [Boogie Nite] Straight from the city where thieves dwell Thugs, gangstas, and bitches sell The place you would journey is not a myth (Krayzie: yeah, muthafucka!) But Cleveland is up in this bitch! [Krayzie] Now Krayzie Bone is rippin' and stickin' Them niggas up in the nine-two And all these niggas steppin' must got static with my crew Well, nigga bring it on Send them chromes to your dome Krayzie Bone ain't no ho; I gets mine in the nine-O [Layzie] It's the #1 Assassin Just be quick to put that ass out Chillin' with Bizzy, and Krayzie, and Wish Drinkin' 'til we pass out Bone Enterpri$e, the gangstas niggas be pimpin' hoes Livin' like criminals, untouchable niggeros [Bizzy] Hell muthafuckin' yeah! So now you know: Bone Enterpri$e is up in this bitch! And for the people who didn't think we was comin' out: Nigga, you bought it! [Krayzie] Yeah, Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone Bizzy Bone, and Wish Bone in the muthafuckin' house (Bizzy: Boogie Nite) My nigga,Boogie Nite, this muthafucka Yo, and we bus tickets muthafucka! Praise the twelve gauge |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
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. Will I die of murda? |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
We're not against rap. We're not against rappers.
But we are against those thugs [thugs, thugs, thugs]. Shatasha: Oh, it's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone. Layzie: You're feelin' the strength of the rump, step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel, just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your peoples 'cause we so real. Chill, better bring your 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 holler, not about that mighty dollar, ro1l with the Bone, mo' thugs will follow. Chain gang remainin' the same, flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew, thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggin' trues, fools. Shatasha: It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone. Wish: Get ready for the Bone and the Mo Thug, bustas, you know me as a hustla. T ry to creep and get beat, make me succeed, peep, gotta put them under. Strate Jacket's 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 stack. Me drinkin' me brew 'til me skull crack, (?) on our way back. Shatasha: It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone. Krayzie: Now follow me, now, roll, stroll, off deep in the Land. Well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain, (Rose), loc'in', steady chokin' off that potent smoke and runnin' from the po-po, now. Gotta get 'em 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.'ded and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk. Olde 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-quat, and you better believe 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 to the same cut, Leather Face on the creep, and I came up. Shatasha: It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone. Bizzy: 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, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they 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. Clair P's, to appeal to the G's, and a buck to all my enemies. Shatasha: It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone. We've got Layzie and'a Krayzie. Bizzy's in the house. Wish is in the house, and Flesh, and Shatasha. Cleveland's definitely in the house. It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
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. Layzie: 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 (?). Escape and eludin' the chase, buckin' me gauge, so nigga, remember: me killa, me no surrender. Me killa, me killa, me killa . . . No surrender. | Wish: 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 pu1l a trigger on a copper, 'cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down, 'cause I'm goin' down poppin'. So muthafuck 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. Krayzie: 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, every time. This'll be over in nine nine, so, nigga, get down for the crime, gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line of fire. 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. Me no surrender. No surrender |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
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. Flesh: 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. Bizzy: 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. Krayzie: 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. Bang, bang, bang, bang |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
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. Layzie: 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 rock. 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. Bizzy: 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 Gs. 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. Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man. That money, man. It's still the same, now. Flesh: 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 nighttime. Gotta get mine, ain't takin' no shorts or no losses. Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home, polishin' the MAC-1O chrome. Gotta lick we can hit, so bring your shit, 'cause once again, it's on. To the dome with a fifth of (burb), my wig to the curb, so we swerve and rolled out to pick up the triple-six thug and follow the murder for robbin' the dopehouse. 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 kabloom, 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 nine-quat, 'cause Flesh be lovin' this money, this money. Layzie: I'm givin' up 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 my crime, and I hit up the nine nine, givin' up that 1lello, makin' me sale--twenties, nickels 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 'til 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 business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me, feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for the love of the money. For the love of money. Gotta make that money, man. That money, man. It's still the same, now. Eazy-E: Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks. Aw, shit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops, so I dash, I duck, 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. Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same. Now, niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I gotta have it, bitch. for the love of this shit. Muthafucka! Gotta make that money, man. That money, man. It's still the same, now. Bizzy: 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 I'm makin' me grip with a me click, rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be. Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood. Got nothin' to lose, bitch. Ya better respect Rip, or ya best just 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' thangs wild. And follow me now, while I take ya 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. Krayzie: Nigga down for my thang off in this thug 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 up the cash, oh, that was your ass, 'cause me and my nigga was hungry. And, bitch, if you're stallin', you might just catch one to the temple, and um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make this 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. Steady robbin' 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 money. For the love of money. Krayzie: Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats, nigga, yeah, rollin' with Ruthless Records in this bitch. My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone. And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)
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 loveoohove of money. (For tha love of money) W hat people will do for tha love of money! (For tha love of money.) You're just a sinner for tha love of money. (For tha love of money) don't' you know, don't you know, don't you know that money is the root of (For tha love of money) evil. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
guess who's back
(scream+loud gunshot) 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 (Flesh and DJ Uneek talkin') 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 BONE: retaliation (6) abort, when its the art of war the art of war, of war (x4) 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 (x2) (guess whos back)(BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Krayzie Bone
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands [chorus] As we ride, by the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play. Can you handle the vibe? Pedal to the metal, its a blue light. As we ride, by the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play. Can you handle the vibe? Pedal to the metal, its a blue ligh Bizzy: A yo they comin' to get Rip? Equipped wit' my sawed-off, polish it off until its replenished Soon as I'm finished my pistol be jealous especially 357 me catch you Buck and me bang ya, what's ya magnum for? You crept and you came Ain't shit changed, M11's grenades and an AK-47s, bang. Niggas insane, 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, gettin' a demon You can conjure up, and see if we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder, fuck with Jesus He done creepin' deep, puttin those to sleep 'til raise up on my enemy. Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt, spread 400 years of oppression Spread the message I ain't finishes, diminished you so-called critics So fuck them billboards and the billboard status can kick it You fucked up for a while for today, but that was a trial Man, and I don't know how, style through with them crowds And now I got to kick it, get on the ground wanting my people to gather around Remember the sound of the rounds, came from my town, and only a bitch would bite that we can't allow Gotta go claim my style, ready to beat you down Hittin them tombstones,(fillin' volumes), get in them costumes, now I'm rollin' with Makaveli, pinnin', my pistols steady, ready Buck them flames, aim for the pressure point, a point where I break your head in. Krayzie: 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 disrespectin' off the T-O-P Should've put 'em in a coffin, now, go seek 'em and found Pow, pow, put 'em in a river, now, nigga, who wild [wild]? "What an incredible style," that's what you was thinkin' when you tried to get it, down We see that you fucked with a daily crowd, so, nigga, just turn your ass down Whenever you're ready to rumble, my nigga, just meet us outside of the club Ready slang slugs. Nigga done got too drunk,if I got it, we claim mo. Nigga, this shit is ridiculous, just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us Buck you to Hell, and we're stickin' you,doin' it, thinkin' you scared when the St. Clair niggas bust Aw, fuck! Left his guts in my trunk Nigga tried a 211, fucked around, got 187 Niggas with heat, who could it be? Nobody but them T-H-U-G's With artillery, we come with heat. Nigga, please, freeze Put 'em on they knees, nigga, don't even breathe And these are the warriors, killas, destroyin' ya and You're gonna die. As we ride, by the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play. Can you handle the vibe? Pedal to the metal, its a blue light. As we ride, by the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play. Can you handle the vibe? Pedal to the metal, its a blue light. Layzie: Now, hation season is ceasin', agree nigga. Let this be the reason: Niggas from Cleveland fin to even Steven, stoppin' you bitches from breathin'. Time is up. You know you can't cap that thug who raps, steady put down, pay me Criminal mind state of a lyricist. Wanna test nuts? nigga hear this My niggas are down With murda mo', real thuggas and killas that claim I'm ready to win it, my nigga, now bet he be ripped to the finish, everyday be the same But Artillery shop, we stackin', Bone got heat for Armageddon Ready for the war all day, won't action, playa hation steady, we sprayin Hit 'em with the buck, buck, bang. My nigga, the shit don't stop The government's all on my dick, wanna see Lil Lay Bone drop You see the policemen they give me no break Fin to rest in Peace when they're tryin' to send me upstate. No thanks I got mo' money up outta the bank, these niggas are stackin' our rocks Refuse the peace, and nevertheless, you can roll with Bone, so come on, so come on. Wish: When all goes down, when all goes down, you can count on me. 'Cause I got Mo Thugs, Bone thugs/harmony, and that's my cavalry. If you ride with Bone, you ain't alone, nigga trust us. Fuckin around on wicked streets I grew up on, wanna sound like us and none of you do. We come for you. Kiss mommy bye-bye. You gon' die, and I got heat for every heat you bring You shoot, we shoot Better watch out watch out for them thugsta nigga, niggas sneakin' up on you I told You: it's comin'--Armageddon [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 Better get your shit together, 'cause when ya go, ya go! Ya go! |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
We Thuggish Ruggish niggaz always
And we ready to bring a War with you man, with you man Look into my eyez and tell me what it is you see (would you look into my eyez) Look into my eyez and tell me what it is you see (would you tell me what) BIZZY: Comin through the door with my militia wanna give break to big niggaz fuck ya'll but there ain't no bodyguardz I'm diggin in Soldier Killaz, been livin all my live long niggaz always maintained givin my babies all of my money but my diamonds still will be shining my game you know me homies got mo love and I'm blessed when I'm rollin my sentence cuz I'm blessed with Mo Thug gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders Jesus sent me his roll, a loco sober on a revolver hold em down buck em all to Hell cuz I'll sho'nuff let them see that the bullet hole was too much no luck to get "Doed" up all of your niggaz is out the surges, say that your body better not get sawed off hold up and wait a minute its time for MO THUG bet ya'll niggaz need to get read CHORUS KRAYZIE Its a feelin a day when they hate to see me but they can never fade me them stuffed in the trunk of my Mercedes, Krayzie ready and you can believe it true when you leavin, wanna get even? We get even, finna set it off in Cleveland welcome to the party but no Pro-BONE imitators allowed cuz we ain't tryin to front nobody, but you rap with a Bone-ify everybody say the same thing way back in the days a couple might have been twisted but man really been caught what they sayin man cuz if he did, wouldn't go ballistic now if you could LOOK INTO MY EYEZ and tell me directly what you see I'd tell you that your probably seeing revenge and its filling within buck em all if I can't get my respect come on ya'll put them to red (red) with a ugly ugly mess but never the less we won't stress it LAYZIE All I see is a soldier, pistol and holster givin you the most a toast to them thugs it be nothing but the love and bud that we brought to the table and these haters wanna test get slugged put em in the mud Harmony smooth with Thugness, Mo Murda to the fools that cloned 5 true thugs down for the roughness and its one when you grab these Bones, we can get it on and I'm frontin all ya fakers ya'll know who you are when ya'll tried that rollin with the East since 93 shuttin shit down in the industry, nigga can you buy that? I know everybody wanna roll with Pros and make friends to foes but we're Chosen God done blessed us with this potion pure devotion freely spoken baby you don't wanna see the BONE ever, see together my click too clever ridin through the days of the stormy weather remember Eternal it means forever lasting #1 Assassin blastin, bashin on all you haters with boards all the Heavens gonna be ruined, truez when He come we won't be losing, prove them wrong. . . WISH I see five Thuggish Ruggish them ready to roll wherever I go true to prove that you ain't wanna be a killa but I gotta get down for mine thats for sho' he out there clownin around, you rhyme the style you got is all mine when I see you bitch I'm going in your pockets double-time and its like that you don't want that come and get some pap-pap wanna sound like, wanna be like uh now you know we can't have dat why you clones wanna bite the Bone's raps? Platinum raps everybody startin ain't doing nothin, trying to make something out of nothin, buck it lets peel caps lyrically put em down,Bone put him in his place you one of you biters, you biters, you biters, you biters you biters hey now Look Into My Eyez bet you'll see a really thuggin Thug, puttin it down for HARMONY |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] Krayzie We paper chase and smoke blunts You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas 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 hatin' on me Bitin' on me, why you want me To show a nigga leatherface in me Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem Hey nigga we can solve em, 'cause bitch we'll squash 'em Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T. See me rappin' on your 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, gotta show a nigga time to time So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme So they can understand I feel 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 Break the 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 mothafuckin' po-po When will we start killin' these bitches and takin' no more Mo thug the only clique that I claim Although we all beyond the bangin' You could say I roll with a gang And then some chin checkers in the makin' So nigga continue with the rotation I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] Bizzy I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone Flippin' the flow then let it burn What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt Bet it be no peace to release the beats Settle with the streets and get em all peace Get up and at least we don't take defeat Bitch never retreat Nigga lose your arms Better use your feet Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah Get up off the rock We're corrupt as a four dollar buck Come and get fucked up And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man And went through shit in Cleveland With the band Now look at me platinum Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation So why you hate me still can't fade me away Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] Layzie How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy Beggin' to Scotty won't you beam me up I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry Y'all better expect annihilation, fuckin' around with an SCT And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy shit is critical Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid 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' us Lord's devotion yeah I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] Wish Now when you're fuckin' with me Make sure you know what you're doin' got niggas that know what they doin' rollin' with me Infrared to your 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 thang Better ride ride 'Cause when you're fuckin' with You gon' die die Don't be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all Run all of it all of it Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb Us niggas is super skilled Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit Click clack clack be the sound These police and haters is wrong, uh We buckin' em down Trust in me and harmony, I find 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 our 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 la dee dah dah dah La dee dah dah dah So high so high I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body rott, body rott] Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body rott, body rott] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Chorus (2X): Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug
Verse 1: flesh, krayzie, layzie ???????? Gotta catch one to ya dome ?oh-oh, oh-oh Finna put him on yha ??? Get thah money n tha ____ Watch for tha cops, stop, its time to get tha job done, we go Ya'll know i ain't neva been a nigga tryin ta play N a nigga just a killa tryin ta make a livin Steady gettin ready for armagedon But i'm high in tha meantime N killaz from way down Wanna come n let krayzie getta grave Write phukk you hoes across my tombstone N bury wit my guage (my gauge) Fillin em wit pump ta pump N if you an enemy whacha want My nigga we gon bang on tha records No battle, no m.c.'s, or names in your mouth You get phukked up We flippin on tha northcoast Cuz everybody wanna claim my style We could bukk-n-rough shit I'm puttin a bitch in tha coffin Fa tryin ta test a nigaaz nuts, but yo Hey, can we play Cuz i gotta lotta shhit i wanna launch your way, way Betta not phukk wit all of us No, no? Hell yeah Got me flippin in tha northcoast Homie, rememba it's tha crook that wrote tha book I'm off tha hook (off tha hook) Ya'll niggaz betta tak another look Cuz if you playa-hate tha bone Then ya life'll get took, so quick Neva bringin you no bullshit man Face ta faces n asiassin game Bringin tha heat Ya'll niggaz bringin it lame But if you wanna bring tha pain Then you gotta maintain Comin in on anutha level I'mma put you on date, at tha top of tha pile Fake niggaz wanna claim my style But imma break em on down Ho, you gotta kill me nigga Cuz itz tha thuggish ruggish sound That ya lookin for, betcha fo Everybodyz boy wanna be like bone n stay high Lil kidz no longer wanna be like mike Thatz right, they tryin ta be like bone N keep thuggin fa life Gettin ready for tha end dawg Wit my nigga ken dawg, hustlaz, shiftaz n tre Ii tru, aj, all tha same muthaphukkaz from around my way This iz how we play Everyday itz tha same ol' same Around my way, around my way We'll be thuggin ah-round my way This iz how we play Everyday itz tha same ol' same Around my way, around my way Come around my way, my way, my way Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug Verse 2: bizzy, wish Lil nigga wanna come n feel my pain(pain) On tha brain itz a stress, a strain Tha game iz pain(pain) What about those hoez, oh no Lil quija fa sure to teach bone N if hez wrong, well hez gone For my journey ta keep me strong But dear lord i miss my people N it just seemz so evil N that i cant kiss my kidz goodnight Puttem ta bed, they're so tired Getcha sleep n thatz alright,thatz alright I'll get mine, yeah i'll get mine It'll take time, minimum crime Weed n wine i'll be just fine Got sumpin buggin on my people Whut? In tha bakk of a caddy Jumpin out caddies, spreadin through alleyz In cleveland n cali like daddy n uh No luv for |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Maje$ty:
Ridin' with death. Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals. Bizzy: No more. Layzie: My nigga now, Maje$ty, these niggas is after me, murder redrum, redrum, redrum. You niggas better expect retaliation, feel the playa hation, yeah, you the next to get dropped, glock-glock, real niggas don't stop. Pop, pop, put 'em in the mud, nigga, and your body rott. Top closin' down on your caskets, wanna make these bastards think we got mercy, puttin' in work since a nigga thirteen, sendin' niggas like yourself off in a hearse, see and I won't hesitate to kill ya when I fill ya with a couple of my slugs, fuckin' with my thugs, and I'm needin' my love, nigga what? Bone niggas fin to do a little damage, take over the planet with my daily tortures, of course, I'm that nigga that's takin' no shorts, smokin' on the Newport. Your ghetto resource, and bitch, you wanna dig your own ditch, and hit you with levels beyond your control. My mama never raised no punks or hoes, just realer niggas, comin' up, snatchin' souls for dough. I know y'all muthafuckas out there somewhere, ain't nowhere to hide, makin' muthafuckas feel the vibe for life, in the midst of the twist, I be down to ride, ye ah. Bizzy: So I'm ready for more. Maje$ty: Ridin' with death. Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals. Bizzy: No more. Bizzy: I'm a relent and infuriated that you hate me and the pap pap, can't fade it, we stay heavily sedated, comin', now back up, I'm a buck, get shakin', deeply dreamin' about this dream when my daddy told me he 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 it, then came back, them fools didn't like that I'm ready for more. Is that all you got? Heard the Mack was talkin' this and that about some of my incidents, said I smoke and snatchin' purses, you heard this and a (?) told me bitch clonin' little Eazy's niggas, so fuck you, you weren't original, mono y mono ain't no subliminal. Hey, with a regime in fatigues, we ready to bleed even when they sleepin', catch me, caught me, must have seen. Then, gonna catch your ass next weekend. Bizzy: So, I'm ready for more. Maje$ty: Ridin' with death. Layzie: We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals. Bizzy: No more. Maje$ty: My mental seduction run your whole sound suction. Abduction of lyrics is the loss of life, love and spirits, capital offense, four generics lost in a prison, lieutenant overseein' the barracks, checkin' in. Mark-ass copycat, incoherence is crucial, smokin' hay with conflicts that bite shit like microchips. I watched you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom, when your fate rottin', bitch, when I spot 'em I'm a drop 'em. Layzie: Surrounded by violence, my nigga, I'm bound to just live a lifetime. The shrink wanna get in my head, 'cause I'm amongst the walkin' dead. All I really said: if you niggas dont fled, you gonna bleed bloody red, and you shoot the spot and got ghosts, fuckin' with the mastermind of all time. Let a nigga know we off in our prime, and it be that way 'til 1999--criminal minded. Niggas been blinded, lookin' for a style like Bone, but can't see me, and just like Mike, everybody wanna be me, study every move a nigga makin' on T.V. Eazy duz it, do it easy, what it is, #1 better check the score. Here we go, nigga don't wanna fight no more, when I'm ready for you hoes, and that's for sure. Bizzy: When the ghetto need me, I'll be readin' to the scripture, picture little Ripsta kickin' get critical, and I'm seldom seen in the Hennessy, (...?...) zero, one of my heroes, Jesus, blessed me to be lethal with my automatic, let you have it, you don't want to see any evil. Muthafucka, I'll take it to the people, then I will meet you at the funeral. Get 'em up. Bizzy Mafioso. No witness is the usual, furthermore, murda mo, ready with guns, I'll serve you hoes. When they call, niggas hit the road and when they get killed, I'm a get your soul. Krayzie: You thinkin' I'm slippin' when niggas is itchin' to rob me. Yes, they want to give me bloody body by pumpin' a couple of slugs inside me. But I'll be damned, we won if it comes to guns, and a, stackin' them thangs, so you gets none. Static's 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 their 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 attest for the murder--we should, we dealt it. You thought you was flippin', you got KO'd. Ring-a-ling-a-ling, get that ass up outta there. The undisputed thugs-n-harmony, proved it, kicked a couple a niggas asses, gotta take off and stay still blastin', locked in the state penetentary, 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. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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, no |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Krayzie:
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind? Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect, and nigga pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, this strictly for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel a Mossberg pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with. 'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam, dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask, and he passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my (back/bank). Layzie: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga, gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though. When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top. Double glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair, it's them Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep. You can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up. Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test, stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be dead. Bizzy: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind). Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind), nigga. And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days 'til after tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, it comin' so soon, it's so hard to swallow. I know. I know, hey, how to get down for my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch ya flossin' off with a bang. Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicals unfold, it goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' the po-po. (...?...) what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demon was screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and I learned my lesson, blast 'em. Why did my Mama have me? (...?...) to Pop, but not with my daddy. But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praise and I face (...?...). Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, and messin' up their bodies. Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggish niggas kill 'em, you die. Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page). (Startled) in the by the distance of me grave. (...?...) when the Bone (?), victim, (had to shake up, in a daze I left 'em). For the love of money, make me go crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me. Lil' Eazy told me, roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...) Fiend for the green, see the bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitch and I'm a pop up away, and child confused before me). Wish: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind? Now give it to 'em. Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke, meditate, mental state, when the Bone be on. We steadily creepin', givin' you what you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'em know Bone ain't no hoes (no, no). You haters make me feel like, "You wanna feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?" But I gotta stay clean, 'cause ooh, they don't let us see green. I'm needin' some cheese, me and my niggas and this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry. Armies be ready to ride when it's time to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill. You gon' die. You' gon' die. I bet ya. If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, come on. If you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, come on. Krayzie: Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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 *Repeat Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if it's real stay be real (x2) 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 (x2) 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 (x2) It's real always (x8) 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 (x2) 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 We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang *Repeat |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Layzie:
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls. Babi Boi, my Angel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads [Crossroads]. Bizzy: Babi Boi . . . Layzie: Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me. [Everybody] 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. Bizzy: Baby Boi . . . Layzie: 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! Bizzy: Baby Boi . . . Layzie: 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. Bizzy: Baby Boi . . . Layzie: Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Why do I stay high (x9)
*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) (x2) 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 to go through all of the wicked shit like mr. police-man and duck if you want to 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 I 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 *Repeat (if I, if I) We steadily united, not farly divided My thugsters the tightest As good as I got it, they don't need to find us Us killer and fighters, cuz the critics n writers mixed up when they typed up our story The wannabe warrior, that's for sure and as thugs we're 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 *Repeat Why do I stay high (x10) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
(Krayzie) (chorus)
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 (Layzie) 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’ baby brother we keeps it real 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] The (team) knew I meant so much when I get to Heaven they’re Boy what’s up? We can ride and roll, I know without this Po-Po trailin’, bailin’ although in heaven betcha that’s a promise Comin’ with tha bombs(bombs) niggaz can’t test this creep if heat is all ya need 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 need mail everybody need mail and we livin’ in hell nigga really can’t tell, so I 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 hidden 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 po-pos. (w/ Ken Dawg) 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] (Krayzie) 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.. (Bizzy) Thug loves it my hood is drug prison (?) is my mission, we heatin’ shit why vision? Be crooked ever hanous sin is 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’ what was i luvin Somebody tell me somethin what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what’ll you touch me you’ll fuck it all up for the love of (lust) hoes 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 so slow Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.[roll, roll] (Krayzie) 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.. (Wish) 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.. (Krayzie) 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 tha grave and yo brains’ll be hangin’ damaged by bodies dragged off Everyday we see mo’ niggaz hatin’, fakin’, playa (hation’) it’s getting contagious, why do these niggaz think they can break us When I 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 the records show) Tha 44 magnum tag’em (stacked) like them niggaz that try to compete with the platinum hollerin callin’ me follow me down to tha corner slip up and you’re gonna get blasted What do you wanna test me for? Jealous then nigga drop Nigga we picture platinum despite em triggers be cocked everytime To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon’ hit somebody, somebody gon take us too [Yeah] y’all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies mo mileage y’all finally smokin’ that grass Nigga pass tha (pump) aye rep (we takin) a loss and wakin up in their coffin. Oh nigga that try get to spanked and get diss man 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 thinkin they'll all fall down way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love them niggaz wanna test my nuts 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] (?). Layzie take the body bag [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 1990 90 90 90 90, it’s almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9... [FART] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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.. Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me) Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me) Playa playa playa(like you do on me) 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 cha man don’t let that murda murda get cha baby dont let that murda murda get you man, yea yea yea Bizzy and Krayzie playa hation has begun to rise, n it’s contagious pray betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony) every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on) maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold) come and picture for the family scripture tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask a man tryin to blast ass nigga know you need 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 phukin wit no hataz in the 9-style and all the way to heavens that’s my mission standin up ready for the war in position when the shit jump niggaz won’t be slippin Niggaz fallin victim, really waht’s happenin I’m a victim just cuz I’m rappin stackin my cheese that I’m always packin niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin And I really blame you motherfuckers it’s true what goes around comes around, since I did what I did in the past, get a pipe and a chance n I’m ready to throw down low down, dirty mothaphukin shame, in a world so cruel it’s niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin the game before I had a little money, niggaz what’s hatin me just 4 nothin, breakin my gear and thinkin it’s funny get around bitches n niggaz be frontin, but I’m hustlin strugglin, jumpin, wit a lot of frustrations livin in a nation of playa hatian, wit a fucked up situation I’m facin’ yea y'all playa hatazzzzz Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on) cuz we’re ballin’(ballin ballin’) ya’ll we gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!! We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz we can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin they be hatin, man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch) still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin about he could some betta than you don alreay did it, just hatin you know) and I know you, we see all ya’ll, playa hataz, fuck y'll playa hataz, phuk ya’ll, 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) dont you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time) dont you hate(consontrating on your own shit) on me don’t you(then playa hatin on mine) hate on me dont (you might make something motherfuckers) you hate on me hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
[Bizzy]
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) (x2) [Maje$ty] 7 Sign... [Bizzy] I put who got you, too, who shot you Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you) Look who got you, too, who shot you Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you) Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7 What am I yellin'? Murderer Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you (Muthafucka, don't play me) play me Nigga, not today I see you but you can't see me I know with all of government and Yes, this will get crazy and blow (bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb) [Maje$ty] Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn Blastin' out your steroes 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 [Bizzy] 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) [Bizzy] 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 [Maje$ty] Three sixty-five out of all the round trees They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty'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 Maje$ty, shame The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain (Bizzy talking) 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)? |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
(feat. Souljah Boy)
[Krayzie] (Talking) 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 [Krayzie] (Layzie) 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 [Souljah Boy] 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. [Krayzie] 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 [Bizzy] 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 [Layzie] 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 [Krayzie] (Layzie) 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 [Krayzie] 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 War corruptin' my mind |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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 its manditory for me neighboorhood slang |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Verse 1: Bizzy Bone
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? Verse 2: Layzie Bone 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! Chorus: Krayzie 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 Verse 3: Bizzy Bone 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 Verse 4: Layzie 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, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone Chorus 2x |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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..] [Tre] If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay [Wish] If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay [Tre] If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay [Wish] If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay [Tre] 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 [Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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. 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. 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 1ife, 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 t hug, 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. 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. 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. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
So high (x8)
I'm so high So high (x7) If refer really makes you happy Nigga Blaze it Hell yeah Hell yeah (x2) Straight smokin, tokin Rollin blunts And ya lovin (x4) We alright We alright Hell yeah We feelin alright (x2) I been fucked up since the last sweet song P.O.D.'d the whole night long (x2) If refer really makes you happy Nigga Blaze it Hell yeah Hell yeah (x4) Straight smokin, tokin Rollin blunts And ya lovin (x4) We alright We alright Hell yeah We feelin alright |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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 Coffins open, dump 'em all in (Repeat to end) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Bizzy:
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, bet I bury, 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 won't think I'm a bomb again, not even if they put me in prison and give me time, I'm ready for the killin', 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' and decide to boom to go bye, I'm gonna fly [fly], whom die they lie. Flesh: Whom die they lie. Krayzie: No mo' mercy . . . Flesh: Whom die they lie. [Shot.] Flesh: 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 bullshit and they lose, lookin' so deep in they 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 later, man. 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, (...?...) and have to show you through, when Bone thugs comin' in, it's a headline. Time to get on top of mountain top when they got (?) 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 sure will pay the price (?). Layzie: Whom die they lie. Krayzie: No mo' mercy . . . Layzie: Whom die they lie [Shot.] Layzie: Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta, little sneaky muthafucka on a mission, got me 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, kill him, 'fore this nigga find me. Y'all niggas know I'm murder-bound, see me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down, breakin' it down in the C-Town, spot 'em on the avenue, follow he's passin' through, get 'em at the next red light, green light, got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead. Whom die they lie. Krayzie: Whom die they lie. No mo' mercy . . . Whom die they lie. [Shot.] I'm that nigga with the shotty runnin' at you niggas, poppin' enemy. Drop 'em. Me gotta get 'em, kill 'em before they get me. 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 believe in 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? Oh, you're 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 lose. And me kill a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga, "I know who did it." Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all. Let 'cha nuts hang, nigga, and cut your balls. It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off. Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie. Krayzie: Whom die they lie. No mo' mercy . . . Whom die they lie. [Shot.] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Chorus: Bone Thugs
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. [Bizzy] 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 [Wish] 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 (Chorus) [Layzie] 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. (Chorus) [Krayzie] 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? [Flesh~N~Bone] 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 I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
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(x2) 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 (Wish): 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(x2) 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 No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)
Krayzie:
Yeah, come on, come on, come on. This is my family. This is my family, my family. Mo Thug music, 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. Tre: 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? Tony Tone and Boogie Nikke: I love my family, 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 [Mo Thug]. I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll. Layzie: Come and 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. Cat Cody: They never ever turned their backs on me [backs on me] when I was down. My Mo Thugs is 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]. Jhaz: You know who I be, once again, comin' at you. It's Jhaz [Jhaz], megablast, top class, black Jag, cream rag. Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed. Brina: Females comin' for ya, 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. Ken Dawg [with Tre]: Yeah, yeah, my family, yeah, my family, Mo Thug. [It's my family Mo Thug.] Tell me who the coldest [the coldest] the 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. Tre: When there's a problem I can't solve, my family gets involved. We've been here through thick and thin. On my thugs I can depend. Souljah Boy: Been down from the getty go, since any a you, can you feel me though? Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west. Wanna test? Better come prepared with your Smith and Wesson, now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game, Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang. Tre: We are soldiers, now, we want to thank you for the time you've took to listen to our funky groove. Sin: I guess if it was not for them blessings, weak evil thought would control my whole existence. We preach and speak true belief from, but then this family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah. Tombstone: Can't duck, can't run from the cut, back up the wasteland field, peel for mine, the deal, how the click be real with it. My family tree standin' strong. Gates: 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. Krayzie: Come on, come on and swing this way [swing this way]. It got to be harmony. Evil'll 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 ya 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 [and 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. You look out for me. I 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. |
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from Mariah Carey 5집 - Butterfly (1997)
Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down Oooooh Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down Break, breakdown, steady breakin' me on down You call yesterday to basically say That you care for me but that you're just not in love Immediately I pretended to feel similarly And led you to believe I was O.K. To just walk away from the one thing That's unyielding and scared to me Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly 'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry So what do you do when somebody you're devoted to Suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue Of the pain that rejection is putting you through Do you cling to your pride and sing "I will survive" Do you lash out and say "How dare you leave leave this way" Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly 'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry Yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon c'mon. Breakdown, breakdown. Break, breakdown. Steady breakin' me on down. Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on. Gonna break ya down, only if ya let it. Everyday crazy situations rockin' my mind tryin' to break me down, but I won't let it. Forget it, forget I be feelin' like you're breakin' me down, kickin' me 'round, stressin' me out. I think I better go and get out and let me release some stress. Don't ever wanna feel no pain, pain. Hopin' for the sun, but it looks like rain, rain, rain, rain. Lord, I just wanna maintain. Yeah, I can feel the pressures, y'all, but nevertheless Krayzie won't fall. It's over. It's endin' here. Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it And I'm going the extremes to prove I'm fine without you But in reality I'm slowly loosing my my mind Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly 'Cause I don't want to reveal that fact that I'm suffering So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night And trun down all the lights and then break down and cry |
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from Batman & Robin (배트맨과 로빈) by Elliot Goldenthal [ost] (1997) | |||||
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from Set It Off (셋 잇 오프) by Christopher Young [ost] (1996)
Bone, bone, bone . . . Wasteland soldiers. These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]. I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever. Come and look deeply in my eyes. [with layzie: my eyes] I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever. Bone, bone, bone . . . We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare. Only time will tell who dies. These are the days of our lives. [layzie: only time will tell . . .] Come look deeply in my eyes. These are the days of our lives. See the murder mold our lives. [layzie: see the murder mold.] These are the days of our lives. [layzie: these are the days of our lives.] These are the days of our lives. Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs. [with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.] With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors. [with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.] Eternal your thugs. here i come, tellin' 'em soldier stories. been daily collectin' my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey. this blessin' s N' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause most the world was bringin' me down. mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . . Wish: . . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with bone, and he's likin' these rhymes. we rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live. we straight up soldiers [soldiers]. better hea T i told ya [told ya]. we rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all. Y'all my dogs. if ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and i will be there. lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin' me sayin', "now why, oh, why?", but if Hink you can hang, then . . . Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs. [with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.] With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors. [with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.] Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro. everytime we rhyme, i'm high. look at me deeply in my eyes. i rise to the top of the game. nowhere did i have to run, now way did i have to . sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn, but the money that i earn, won't burn, so come again. Better watch that mac-10, nigga. this one's for me and my friends. we steadily rollin'. i told ya. keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones. pap. pap. put it all on the ground, yeah bone H, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down. Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when i roll, but they ain't gon' get in, though. i'm sittin' alone in my window. little eazy, bless his soul, it's so cold, [it's so cold]. lil' bizzy got S from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. no peace, no peace. Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs. [with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.] With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors. [with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.] And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin', pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive me, i'm off. "hey, weeders 'til the end [end], maybe double me u Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. so, who wanna bag? who wanna bag? you wanna bag? you gotta bag. sold." send him outt Door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. only my lord can tell who dies. so pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives. My lordy lord maintain. it's hard 'cause i'm a soldier at war. 'cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they're evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. take notes, O, 'cause here it comes. that murder mo comin' to carry you, oh, you, oh. we're lovin' this shit, when they pullin' the gauge out [murder]. hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow you Ins out. die. Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs. [layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.] With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors. [with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.] Only time will tell who dies. Come look deeply in my eyes. See the murder mold our lives. These are the days of our lives. |
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from Small Soldiers (스몰솔져) by Jerry Goldsmith [ost] (1998) | |||||
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
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 we tell em fuck it nigga suck a dick so nigga whaaat.. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
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)... [Layzie] 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... [Hook] Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone (Hey Yo!) [Wish] 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)... [Bizzy] 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 Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs) [Hook] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Lareece Guess who's back........Guess who's back.......Guess who's back.........Guess who's back....... Krayzie Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes....... Hook-Lareece |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
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] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
[Chorus 2x] (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? [Layzie] 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 [Chorus] [Wish] 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 [Chorus] [Bizzy] 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 [Chorus] [Krayzie] 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 [Chorus 2x] What about us? [Repeat till end] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
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) [In the 4th line of hook] Get up and get something [Layzie] 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 [Bizzy] 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 [Hook] [Krayzie] 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 [Layzie] 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 [Hook] [3LW] 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 [Wish] 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 [Hook x2] [3LW fading] 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 Gettin' money till we flooded with ice... |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
[Wish] Man I hear y'all got some good ass weed around here [Dealer] Yeah nigga, what's happening'? I got you, how much you want? How much you got? [Wish] I got about two hundred dog, what's happening'? [Dealer] I got you weed though [Wish] Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the fuck?!?! [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues Ooh, got the bad weed blues [Krayzie] 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 [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues Ooh, got the bad weed blues [Wish] 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 [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues Ooh, got the bad weed blues [Layzie] 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 (??) we was in 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 [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues Ooh, got the bad weed blues [Bizzy] 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 [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues Ooh, got the bad weed blues |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Yeah [laughs] 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 [funny noize] You know what it is [laugh] My niggas we bout to go all the way [Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie] (All the way) And we gone make it to the top on this face From the cradle to the grave (All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way All the way) [Verse 1: Krayzie] 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) [Verse 2: Wish] 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) [Verse 3: Layzie] 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) [Verse 4: Bizzy] 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 taties 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) [Chorus] [Verse 5:Bizzy] It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit 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) [Verse 6: Krayzie] In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin' I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah Even though a nigga duty dippin' I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap (All the way) [Verse 7: Layzie] 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 to the rockin feet 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) [Verse 8: Wish] 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 they sum the writer And that's how ah belead dog Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring (All the way) [Chorus] [Verse 9: Layzie] Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs Shoulda know by now we niggas for life Pullin triggers for life Gettin figures for life Nigga done dig and brought to the light Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day Better believe me when I tell you dog [Singin'] We goin all the way [Verse 10: Bizzy] 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 Shaun Gas army Been makin money since niggas was doing they thang Time fucked up the rhyme (All the way) [Verse 11: Wish] 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) [Verse 12: Krayzie] 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) [Chorus til fade] [Outro: Krayzie] 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. [Bizzy singin'] All the way... |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
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 hear on our records....is true! |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
[Intro: Krayzie] 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 [Verse 1: Layzie] 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 [Hook: Krayzie] 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 [Verse 2: Krayzie] 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Bizzy] 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 [buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck] 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 [fart sound] (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!! [So silly silly silly 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!!!!! [Hook] [Verse 4: Wish Bone] 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 [Hook] 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 [Hook til fade] (Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up And we're yet to be replaced Krayzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] And check my style And in 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 that weed for twenty-four seven 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 Then you get the picture ol' fag ass nigga Playas is what you want Then come and get it fresh off the grill well done Hot and ready We don't give a fuck what you want with niggas and bitches You be fuckin' with this and you will fill that I'm hot and ready And you will know what I mean 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 [Hook: Krayzie Bone] 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 [Verse 2: Layzie Bone] 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 now look at him run On some dumb shit not the assassin Imma keep smashin' 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 [Hook: Krayzie Bone] 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 [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] 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 Lookin' at the crowed all nerves and shit My nigga Los was hittin' banks and shit Set aside these little gangsta bitch Cop killa we dotta love the incog neta With as tasty as his mama as she chookin' in a casino Man incafino niggas is only out fo they self and expect the kids to help and set shit on the shelf Filthy niggas get (??) and die Like grape juice and wealth I've been waitin' for you to start talkin' to somebody else And we thinkin' about god in this reputation Pussy Niggas who hatin' How the fuck is my relations I'm ready to get some pressure Self built ward my local niggas are stotin' Stakin' and makin' in dikie suits with the matchin' bandanas Dippin' around, dippin' around Can't nobody catch us [Hook: Krayzie Bone] 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 [Verse 4: Wish Bone] 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 essay'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 all this 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! [Hook: Krayzie Bone] 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 [Unknown lady] Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish and we can't forget about Flesh y'all and don't forget about Flesh, Bone Thugs y'all |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
thangs can get rouf when u live in the ghetto you gotta survive no matter the pain nigga could b hurtin life could be hurtin nigga fa surtin this is a game man play it ta win never let the system think they got chu if u relentless they cant stop you let em hang they gone watch you yea we the enemy's of the world wont let no territories hol me gots to get up get out an get something that's what they told me back in the dayz didn't have no pops tah piss when in the door wit out em now im ballin an doin my thug thang laughin at them dollars holla holla if u hear me shorty ima live ever day if its my last only the winner gonna get the glory what u thought I play for keeps put it down wicked in these streets heavily armored wit the heat jus in case a nigga want the some heat being broke I know the feeling that's y im paper chasein this cash better b smart an keep a stash never no how long its gone last you do the math hustling niggas multiply ___ bone thugs lil layzie 30 million an counting come on Hook money money that mighty dollar dollar gotta get my grind on grind on grind on I don't wana b broke no more x 2 Bizzy u cant break me none of u niggas can stop me an none of u niggas can hurt me an even worse comes to verse time to get down an dirty fuck the qujie cant curse me NWA Eazy-E that's the nigga that birth me thug style muthafucka nigga ___tied by the testify satan cant confide my peers no__ inside my fears dropped tears for niggas that died imma b sanctified mind gone an I think we running bloody___ an the got damned baby's daddy an imma b damned to hell if I don't provide an that's y I yell B-E-N-Z ride straight to the corner down to the side(yea) in the B-E-N-Z rollin around the corner with the F- O-R-T-S-E-V-E-N an nigga cant fuck wit me not even the devil wit the B-O-N-E T-H-U-G spell it muthafucka Hook Wish scantless straight up outta the hood type nigga stick ups, robberys, then we didn't give fuck niggas any ways for money so we mashed we dashed, get paid right in ___ twisted in some part an im getting up in that ass ___ ur money keep it comin show me love we make this gotta get my __slip its about mine its harder to get im serious don't play gotts to pay wish the streets will come back real fast on that ass ya feel me cuz I don't wanna b broke no more standing in front of the liquor store wit rocks no more came from anit never hadin that to been an done that its like reversing time in my mind I cant go back fuck that Hook Krayzie I come up wit nigga never had nuthin but hard times I was always grinding Anit fuckin around in the hood into the bullshit but im surviving I gotta get me some money man for the love of the cheddar a nigga will rob yo ass if I caught a nigga flossin cash we was four niggas, an we shown niggas, an u know niggas gotta scheme an cop on some green, an lookin fo everything an flez the seen, clean an we was niggas who stood on the block an caught a few rocks a couple of glocks when the cops came nobody had the nuts to say are name they call me the dummy man I sell em a fat 20 piece an reach for me pump pump (pump pump cuz the fiends they get awfully mad when they c that I fucked up shit an took em for they last dollar hey holla man I anit giving a fuck its do or die so get on the ground lay it down give me some money my nigga pow I anit awaiting I need it now (right now) anit 2 nuthing changed im still on the grind in deuce double o deuce im jus a little more serious bout my reefa here (my show me) Hook Krayzie let me here u say make money money make money money make it, let me here u say take money money take money money take it (x2) dollar bill ya'll that dollar bill I gotta gotta gotta have that dollar bill ya'll, that dollar bill ya'll that dollar bill ya'll I gotta gotta gotta gotta have that dollar bill ya'll |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Wassup? Nothin just bangin'. ["I see you tryin to play me" x4 in background] What's up wit you? That's cool Hey I just got a call from my momma, you know wha I'm sayin? Said she got call from my lawyer And guess what? [Krayzie - Hook] Lawyer just told me, he told me what it is That bastards not my babyyyyy. ["not mine" x4 in background] I see you tryin to play me, (babyyyyy [x2]) I see you tryin to play me. (babyyyyy [x2]) You know, why me? [x2] [Krayzie - Verse 1] 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 [Krayzie - Hook] [repeat hook x2] [Layzie - Verse 2] 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 [Child] Catch Mo-mmy, hey mommy where's my da-ddy, where's my da-ddy? [x4] [Bizzy - Verse 3] 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 [Krayzie - Hook] [repeat hook x2] [Wish - Verse 4] 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! [Krayzie - Hook] [repeat hook x4] Beitch [x3 til fade] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Ooooh, oooo, cleveland oh yeah Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah [Hook] Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks [Chorus overlappin hook] 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 [Verse 1: Krayzie] 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 [Verse 2: Wish] 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 [Verse 3: Layzie] 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 [Verse 4: Bizzy] 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 [Hook] [Chorus] [Vamp] Cleveland St. Claire [Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)] 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 kins my niggas What's up my niggas [laughin] I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what [laughin] 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 [Laughin] economies decoders biz North America Right on St. Claire baby Right on St. Claire baby Send this to B's nest Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Wish Flesh Krayzie Bizzy and that lil nigga Layzie |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Indeed if I fall, everytime I'm fallin, fallin, there's no doubt God helps me rise..... Wish That he do, that he do...... Krayzie With the everyday bullshit I be doin thru, I be hopin just to make it thru another day, lookin for another way, to live my life in peace, get away, I stay high with my gun, paranoid so if they come, then I dump dump dump, that's really all that I got for ya, this life is crazy, I might go crazy, if I'm down, don't let em break me, so I stop and I pray to god, oh Lord, forgive me for my worldly lies, and help me thru this pain of mine, pray and I pray, I pray, that I can just see the light and fly away, away, away, away, but I know I can call on, you when I'm all alone, whenever I fall, I fall, I fall....... Hook Wish Situations got me thinkin was it worth this, and then I got to thinkin cause I love this, stay down, it'll work itself in time, don't be misled by these troubles in life, everybody wants that miracle, just so far from from where will it go, if it's meant to be then it'll come for sure, for sure, and I know, I know, it gets hard sometimes, but don't you give up, it's gonna be better times, if you believe, just believe, it's no tellin what you'll recieve, livin proof, look at me, look at me, look at me......and ya gotta love this gift that we been blessed with, I do, number one and can't nobody touch this, ya know, gotta hit my knees and let him know, I thank you, without you, where would I be, where would I go..... Hook Layzie Ain't no tellin what this life bound to bring, one day ya here, the next day ya gone, that's why I try to live right, don't wanna live wrong, ain't no guarantee if ya gone make it home, what go around come around, everybody know that its real when you speakin the kharma, so do unto others like you wanna be done, like Mary J...no more drama, I'm a paper chaser, believe that, on the ground where I plant my feet at, if it's not about money I don't need that, you can keep that gossip, can't you see that, stay locked on my mission cause most of these niggaz in the world ain't thinkin bout the future, young black entrepreneur, and I'm out to get more, so baby open the door, they gotta let me in, cause again and again, I done said that I was gone get dollars, if it's not about cheese, I'll holla, fuckin with a nigga that'a way too polished, if the road get rough, I'ma stand my ground, keep my faith and call on the Lord, and I don't have to worry no more, even if I fall...... Hook Bizzy I'ma be a soldier, ready for gunshots, for the day I see Jehovah, you think you know us, nigga though you don't, so, don't think that I made it just cause Crossroads, little measily Grammy ain't did nothin for my family, no artist is that fast, and scared to tell the truth, and the hardest niggas I see is raisin they youth, little food for thought since all of y'all bullshittin, admit it, you say anthing uplifting it'll be distance to the kids that used to listen to ya, ______ Anglo-saxon essence of abuse, you're better alive, county or prison met solid kitchen, better survive in your own trinity, prison, infinity's waitin on ya, baby swallow your pride, and maybe you'll ride...... Hook |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)
Flesh-n-Bone: You know when i aint reading i'm writing my lyrics you no doing, you know work on these lil keyboards if i aint doin that i'm studing, studing up on this, on my religion all Islam, you know try'n to be the best Muslim i can be Krayzie Bone: I know you done had to knock you a motherf***er out now huh Flesh-n-Bone: yeah i had to knock me a nigga out one time, that was the last you know, once you, once you get that spice out the way all the rest of them just move aside and wont test you after that but g i had to knock a big nigga out once Krayzie Bone: so what you needing right now hommie Flesh-n-Bone: what i'm needing right now Krayzie Bone: What you needing the most you know what i'm sayin like what the most shit on yo mind right now Flesh-n-Bone: aaw man to hold my wife you know what i'm say'm to kick it with my babies but you know i need to but you know i can't do none of that right now so you know you know basically you know you know while you up in here there aint to much you gone be needing you know what i'm say'n to keep the books fat Krayzie Bone: I know you been in that mothaf***er writing and you came up with some s*** huh Flesh-n-Bone: definitly, writing all kind of, know what i'm say'n i got to stay fresh up on the you know this is what i do this is what i was born to do, so yall know, man yall come on man yall know i gotta stay fresh up you know the flesh gone be flesh you know i gotta come i gotta stay wicked like the stack suppose to -acapo |
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from Frankie J - Priceless (2007)
I`m never gonna let you go
KRAYZIE BONE I know you going through a lot things But then I`m into keeping you tight `Cause in the true light `Cause I wanna do right I can lead this thing `Cause baby I ain`t tripping on the meaningless fame game Never let none test, one flesh Nigga step by step `til death And we can get back up and we can ball if we should fall (if we should fall) Its truely a blessingfrom directly from Heaven Through that from a ressurection I`m a be right there by your side Never let your down never need to cry Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your eye, eye, eye FRANKIE J Girl, I know that you`ve been hurt I`m here to make this work I`m not the type to put you down Just put your trust in me And girl, don`t be afraid to try I see you`re tired of lies I know you heard this all before Just put your trust in me Whats up Baby? Would you be my lady? KRAYZIE BONE Baby girl get you on this way You should already know this way Is the only way FRANKIE J So whats up Baby? Would you be my lady? KRAYZIE BONE Baby girl get you on this way You should already know this way Is the only way FRANKIE J When you`re down girl you know you count on me `Cause I won`t let you down I`m not the type to turn my back whenever you`re in need `Cause I won`t let you down KRAYZIE BONE Never let you down Never let you down, girl Never let you down (down) I promise I won`t let you down Never let you down Never let you down, girl Never let you down (down) I promise I won`t let you down FRANKIE J Girl, I know you`ve been through pain And that you`re used to game But you know I`m not the same So come on and ride with me And girl, if you were mine you`d see That I`m the man you need Go ahead and let yourself be free So come on and ride with me LAYZIE BONE You ain`t never gotta worry about a thing `Cause I got you, I got you We gonna live life proper If you ever need a cure for the blues I`m the doctor Remedies I gots lots of Other imposter talk a real game But you a cutie with a brain so you see through that I`m keep it real baby, never keep it fake Leave that for your ex `cause he do that I do things that`ll lift your spirits like come home early get all up in it You Olive Oil and I`m Popeye I`m a hit it like I`m on that spinach Dig it girl if you wit it, feel it Yeah come ride with a thug Come ride with a thug I`m a realist, you can be my witness Baby just ride with my love Come ride with my love FRANKIE J Whats up Baby? Would you be my lady? KRAYZIE BONE Baby girl get you on this way You should already know this way Is the only way FRANKIE J So Whats up baby? Would you be my lady? KRAYZIE BONE Baby girl get you on this way You should already know this way Is the only way FRANKIE J When you`re down girl you know you count on me `Cause I won`t let you down I`m not the type to turn my back whenever you`re in need `Cause I won`t let you down KRAYZIE BONE Never let you down Never let you down, girl Never let you down (down) I promise I won`t let you down Never let you down Never let you down, girl Never let you down (down) I promise I won`t let you down FRANKIE J I will never let you down For you I will be around I will never let you down For you I will, `cause I won`t let you down Always be your man Baby, yeah, yeah I will never let you down |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo [Layzie] Layzie Bone is in the house I'm gettin it starrrted up And it's my parrrt of the cut to let you know That the (harrrder not to haul), you're stuck I get the gauge, and let it blast And get you shot, and then you drop You're popped, so now I got to free the block I'm breakin' 'em, takin' 'em, makin' 'em Fakin' 'em, shakin' 'em off To a new height, I rocks the mic, yes I'm hype I love to write, so don't you bite Yeah, I'm the Bone, that nigga That's on the microphone You shoulda known, you're fuckin with me Yeah, it's on 'Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone without a doubt Wish Bone, and my bigger brother Stan Howse So call your posse You gonna need 'em when the Bone's approachin' 'Cause I be doin a flow motion [Wish] We never get caught whenever we run Because we throw bolo I'm hypin' 'em up, and strikin' 'em up To keep 'em in flow mo You step and you're stuck Now, what in the fuck Is up with this dumb shit? I'm packin' a nine most all of the time now back up bitch I'm locked down all the time because I might go psycho, for drinkin' that Cisco and poppin' my pistol, you're claimin you're rough I'm callin' your bluff So, what's up, sucka? I'm callin' my niggas, pullin' them Triggas quick in the mutha fucka I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo [Bizzy] A 187, A lesson for niggas who think they get with the Bone The weapon is kept in a trench and, so gimme the gat At once you're shown there's nothing flow like flow mo I roll with the Bone, no never go solo Time and time again, think I'm gonna need for smoke 'em So, so, no, no, 'cause I don't think that Biz will ever back down, you cross our ways So you sing, then you chill in the background I'm psycho and like no (?) on my level Let's meet in the cemetery And no, don't forget the shovels (Layzie: I'm diggin a ditch] for the sucka who thought that they could fade me Chillin with my nigga Wish, Layzie and Krayzie The gauge be pointed at your temple in our land My F-L-O-M-O-T-I-O-N can Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow... [Krayzie] Well it's the nigga the nigga the nigga the once again And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend 'Cause so (?) when there's a MAC-10 It's blastin', pick up my gun And now you're running now from the assassin Pumpin' the clip and you askin' "Who in the fuck was that masked man?" The nigga that pulled the trigga 'Cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap Nigga that's runnin' the pack They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin You're fucked, because your niggas They heard that I buck So don't think you'll win when I got my steel And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain well, like I'm insane And know I can throw the gauge if you complain There's never another to go with a brother While smutherin' suckers been goin' undercover We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going to get caught But who was the sucka that's squealed on a murder? Well, 187 The weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson I grab my Smith & Wesson For punks that run to test And so punks get ready to drop 'Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked And I'm kickin a gangsta twist Let's keep 'em moving in flow motion |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
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 [Layzie Bone] 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 [Krayzie Bone] 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 [Wish Bone] '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 [Layzie Bone] Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
Wind Blow
[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 It's hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake They tryna eat out of yo plate And you can't get a break Now how much can you take For heavens sake I can't 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 won't 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] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still here you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Layzie Bone:] 4 tru thugs from the double glock A nigga ready to rumble When trouble knocks 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 cock 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 Just do it do it Grab the game Do it to it 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:] So you felt like 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 grans dats, Stack 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] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still hear you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Krayzie Bone:] Now we ridin by [x4] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
Bone Thugs Akon.. yeah
You know though nothin` come easy you gotta try real, real hard I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough 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 Been in and out of relationships I'm startin to see that it's me where the complications at But I'm layin back, prayin' that you get that piece of mind of me I thought I was right, but really I'm wrong but again I was too blind to see I was in the fast lane chasin my dream And then it seemed when the fame and cash came they just got me Goin crazyyyy, (lately, lately) lately I been so faded trying to erase it But I just can't cause the drama just grows greater And I been in so many collisions by puttin shit off till later I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough It's like I'm takin five steps forward, and ten steps back Tryna get ahead of the game but I can't seem to get it on track And I keep runnin away the ones that say they love me the most How could I create the distance when it's supposed to be close? And uh I just don't know but I be out here fightin demons and It's like the curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland and Lord, would you help me? And stop this pain I keep inflinctin on my family (family) Hustlin and gamblin, drinkin' and scramblin` And losin sight of what I supposed to be handlin` It's hard to manage cause every days a challenge and man And I'm slippin can't lose my balance and tryin not to panic I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough I see thangs won't change (wont change) I'm stuck in the game As soon as I get out it keeps pullin me back man (pullin me) Got me doin' dirty dirt, so used to this hustlin money That I don't understand no nine to five work Studied on the streets, hustlas know what I mean Thugstas ballin' before us I'm tryna make that major league So we never leave never till the sun came up (came up) Gotta get it nope, no leavin, no grudge (no grudge) today games they play gotta go hard to get what you put in if you fall off then its all on you (on you) gotta watch what you sign too try so hard but I won't act a fool I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
[Chorus: Mariah Carey + (J.D.)]
(y'all know what this is is!) can I get a little bit a L-O-V-E? (MC) can ya spend a little bit of dough on me? (Bone Thugs) can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E (the lil homeboy Bow Wow) boy if ya wanna make it (MC) could ya gotta give a little bit a.. (what's your perspective?) [Mariah Carey + (Krayzie Bone)] monday we will not, (I'm outta love) tuesday you had time, (and macked it all) we just break up again you want me to let you back in but tonight I'm like no ohh, uh uh uh ohh, my box has opened my body has all said yes, I hate this mess boy you just ain't no good for me this ain't no way real love should be.. took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times they said these streets is over boy youve been close to lies took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times cant see the light, but you, somebody help me! [J.D.] Krayzie! give her a lil bit [Krayzie Bone] now you look from the jump and a nigga was thugged out, but you bugged out, n start trippin flippin' on me all time.. and its 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 spending my time on the grind tryna shine, I'm concentrating on running 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 [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh yea, haha, just a lil bit, Layzie! give her a lil bit [Layzie Bone] 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 meaning to spend a little time witchu I can tell you fed up from all of the promises I've been making lately and I had to deliver 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? (gone do), let me make this up to you (to you) [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh, uh, Bow Wow! give her a lil bit [Bow Wow] weezy 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 wont 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) (why?) 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, what type of player you was dealing wit. haha [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh huh, uh huh, wish! give her a lil bit [Wish Bone] everything I do, just for me and you, stack a little paper so its 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 its in his nature, its 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, girl, but you beside me, slide wit me, slide wit me try and take it away thats when I ride and ride [Chorus] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride Chi-town's how we ride Midwest how we ride Come see how we ride (Verse: Twista) now feel the devastation 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 business 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 f**kin' 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 competition 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 (Chorus) (Verse: Layzie) 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 MILWAUKEE 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 (Chorus) (Verse: Krayzie) 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) (Chorus) (Verse: Wish) 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 together, (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 in the South it's whatever ya like (Chorus) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
(feat. Yolanda Adams)
[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> |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
(Verse One - Layzie 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 f**kin 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 deadly poet so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga wit yo lookin ass, meet me in the club all my niggas get to whoopin 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 f**k 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'. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. (Verse Two - The Game:) 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 clique or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, ima tickin time bomb that'll finish the job, lyrical damage, a 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 f**kin grenade, one man army, only two things in the world can calm me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never back down, never back down, never back down, now that the bone thugs back. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. (Verse Three - Krazie Bone:) 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 fashion show, we done checked these niggas, met these niggas man I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother f**king 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 raw dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother f**kin' 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 f**k around! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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!.. (Verse Four - Wish Bone:) 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! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. If you lookin!... |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta Chorus Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop -Krayzie Bone- Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley 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 Thugs is the masta THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!! Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked -chorus- -Wish- I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t 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 point him point him out thats 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 ok/ 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 ??? -chorus- -Layzie- Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them I play above the rim 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 f**k it Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
-Krayzie-
YEAA Better back up off me/ nigga never no softY/ boy I'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 F**kin with these thugs/ thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva/ A mothaf**kin 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 LIVE jumpin out of that BUCKET dumpIN/ fittin to show these niggas a little somethin Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline/ but like my MO Thug niggas they BOSS show EM THE GUNLINE, GUNLINE 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 DONT BE PULLIN MY STRINGS cause if you ain't you don got into some shit/ with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click -chorus-(Krayzie) PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD F**KIN em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em uo with me gun gun blast -Layzie- 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 BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF 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 F**k 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 -chorus- -Wish- 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/ BET YOU 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 f**k that f**k 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/ don't get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won't like how i give it to ya -chorus- |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea, Excuse me, is that candy paint? Them Bone Boys is back CLEVELAND!!! FULL SURFACE!!! [chorus] 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 Cut las with them suicide doors [Swizz] 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 Car on [Krayzie] 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 [Layzie] 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 [Wish] 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 [Chorus] [Wish] 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 ?? [Krayzie] 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 [Layzie] 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 [chorus] [Layzie] 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 [Krayzie] Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because [chorus] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
-Krayzie Bone-
Yo...I think it's really time we let these niggas what's going on with Bone Thugs man (thugs man)... -Felecia & Krayzie Bone- Intro: (Yeeeaah!) 'Cause they don't know, they don't know, they don't know (What we been goin' through)/ They don't know, they don't know, they don't know (just where we headin' to)/ They don't know, they don't know, they don't know (come follow me now!) -Krayzie Bone- They all wanna know if Bone Thugs are the same/ 'cause one of us left, but four of us remain in this thang/ And we like "just pick up the album man" and I bet they refrain, from all of their claims/ you know that 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 (mighty hard)/ (ridin' in the dark) to look for the light and find my spot, I climbed so far/ Them haters was tryna bring me on down (bring me on down), but really nobody can stop us with everything we know now/ we sucker free, we see underneath all you fake thugs/ From all these wack rappers we've come back to save ya/ Man all you back stabbers never ever fade us/ Man I'm so glad we back in action...nigga say what?!? -Felecia & Krayzie Bone- Chorus: So good, so right (It feel really, really good to get this money man)/ To be with you tonight... -Layzie Bone- Who would've imagined so many problems? even the karma/ I must admit, if it's so many crazy shit then it's still on my mind (of love?), furthermore/ Shit hurt, Bone Brothers; did it with Bizzy,/suppose to be a new beginning but I'm screamin' 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 aint 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, it aint no 'I' in our team, that's why we doin' our thang/ We getting money, money...money, money.. -Chorus- -Wish Bone- 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 him know who we rollin with/ Everynight..make money, watch paper...grind now, f**k later/ If you miss it gotta battle back/ get that, money money, need that, gimmie some i'll take that/ Since a youngster knew about them green backs/ 'Cause it ain't 4 in the money, f**k what they sayin' chase money/ Do without it, live without it...I cant do that/ Live life, I like..I need every penny/ And these times, this life, better give it to me, to me... -Chorus- |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
(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) The left some time in vain (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Gotta wise, the shit that 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 Johnny 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 craps 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 all to think when you're strugglin' and can't sleep 'cause ya hungry and can't eat, 'cause livin just aint free..but shet Pappa been laid off...mamma been laid off Everywhere I here the same old song... (Chorus) (Layzie Bone) To probably 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 (?), before Layzie Bone it was Steven And I'm just tryna break even, leavin' you leakers steadley creepin' Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone) and momma can't do it on her on (her on) Lights off, gas gone mumma, daddy comin' home? I 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 Mumma workin' double shift...daddy who? daddy who? And when he do it's always later, 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! (Chorus) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)
I'm gonna make sure you never forget me
Konvict Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 bein 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 With lyrics more potent than a viper's venom One bite could kill 'em, when I get in 'em Niggas never knew what'd hit em Legends For what we done did on these streets And what we done spit on these records Blessings We take em and put em on beats n we give em back no question Grandaddy of the mid-west Crazy Jackson The lyrical serial killer I fell em, the innocent niggaz is askin' about the mind I mastered When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these niggas rappin When it comes to the grind I'm mashin No time for second chances N when it all goes down and they put me in my grave "Fuck em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my guage Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 My reputation is solid gold And my street cred is all polished y'all Known as th little boss hog in the hood Boy in my hood I'm a superstar Niggas in th past try t hold a nigga down But I put in my work and checked it checked it Now these niggas respect it Knowin I'm th wrong one they wanna mess with From the gutter With my brothers Knowin on these ghetto streets they don love us Duckin these undercovers These muthafuckers doin everythin to try n bust us But these suckas, know they cant touch us They envy deep in they hearts Nigga if they ever try to rush Nigga they know we gon' rip em apart Niggas go hard, from th start Nigga this ? is my bodyguard Fuck with mine and I'll charge Little crazy-ass nigga at large Pullin 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 Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spin Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey! Bones sing, n mixed in with that street talk N then the lazy ? get their creep on N he went home, but its all good He left the right ones an hes still in th 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 Its not for nothin remember the thugs for the songs that we sung N makin it through that struggle, that struggle It aint easy believe me, we bleedin believe it Still goin with that hustle, gettin stronger so they remember me Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 |
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from Notorious B.I.G. - Duets: The Final Chapter [Expicit Version] (2005) | |||||
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from Take The Lead (2006) | |||||
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
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' (Flowmotion) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
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 [Layzie Bone] 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 [Krayzie Bone] 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 [Wish Bone] '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 [Layzie Bone] Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
Wind Blow
[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 It's hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake They tryna eat out of yo plate And you can't get a break Now how much can you take For heavens sake I can't 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 won't 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] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still here you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Layzie Bone:] 4 tru thugs from the double glock A nigga ready to rumble When trouble knocks 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 cock 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 Just do it do it Grab the game Do it to it 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:] So you felt like 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 grans dats, Stack 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] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still hear you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Krayzie Bone:] Now we ridin by [x4] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
Bone Thugs Akon.. yeah
You know though nothin` come easy you gotta try real, real hard I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough 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 Been in and out of relationships I'm startin to see that it's me where the complications at But I'm layin back, prayin' that you get that piece of mind of me I thought I was right, but really I'm wrong but again I was too blind to see I was in the fast lane chasin my dream And then it seemed when the fame and cash came they just got me Goin crazyyyy, (lately, lately) lately I been so faded trying to erase it But I just can't cause the drama just grows greater And I been in so many collisions by puttin shit off till later I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough It's like I'm takin five steps forward, and ten steps back Tryna get ahead of the game but I can't seem to get it on track And I keep runnin away the ones that say they love me the most How could I create the distance when it's supposed to be close? And uh I just don't know but I be out here fightin demons and It's like the curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland and Lord, would you help me? And stop this pain I keep inflinctin on my family (family) Hustlin and gamblin, drinkin' and scramblin` And losin sight of what I supposed to be handlin` It's hard to manage cause every days a challenge and man And I'm slippin can't lose my balance and tryin not to panic I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough I see thangs won't change (wont change) I'm stuck in the game As soon as I get out it keeps pullin me back man (pullin me) Got me doin' dirty dirt, so used to this hustlin money That I don't understand no nine to five work Studied on the streets, hustlas know what I mean Thugstas ballin' before us I'm tryna make that major league So we never leave never till the sun came up (came up) Gotta get it nope, no leavin, no grudge (no grudge) today games they play gotta go hard to get what you put in if you fall off then its all on you (on you) gotta watch what you sign too try so hard but I won't act a fool I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
[Chorus: Mariah Carey + (J.D.)]
(y'all know what this is is!) can I get a little bit a L-O-V-E? (MC) can ya spend a little bit of dough on me? (Bone Thugs) can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E (the lil homeboy Bow Wow) boy if ya wanna make it (MC) could ya gotta give a little bit a.. (what's your perspective?) [Mariah Carey + (Krayzie Bone)] monday we will not, (I'm outta love) tuesday you had time, (and macked it all) we just break up again you want me to let you back in but tonight I'm like no ohh, uh uh uh ohh, my box has opened my body has all said yes, I hate this mess boy you just ain't no good for me this ain't no way real love should be.. took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times they said these streets is over boy youve been close to lies took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times cant see the light, but you, somebody help me! [J.D.] Krayzie! give her a lil bit [Krayzie Bone] now you look from the jump and a nigga was thugged out, but you bugged out, n start trippin flippin' on me all time.. and its 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 spending my time on the grind tryna shine, I'm concentrating on running 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 [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh yea, haha, just a lil bit, Layzie! give her a lil bit [Layzie Bone] 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 meaning to spend a little time witchu I can tell you fed up from all of the promises I've been making lately and I had to deliver 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? (gone do), let me make this up to you (to you) [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh, uh, Bow Wow! give her a lil bit [Bow Wow] weezy 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 wont 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) (why?) 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, what type of player you was dealing wit. haha [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh huh, uh huh, wish! give her a lil bit [Wish Bone] everything I do, just for me and you, stack a little paper so its 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 its in his nature, its 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, girl, but you beside me, slide wit me, slide wit me try and take it away thats when I ride and ride [Chorus] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride Chi-town's how we ride Midwest how we ride Come see how we ride (Verse: Twista) now feel the devastation 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 business 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 f**kin' 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 competition 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 (Chorus) (Verse: Layzie) 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 MILWAUKEE 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 (Chorus) (Verse: Krayzie) 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) (Chorus) (Verse: Wish) 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 together, (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 in the South it's whatever ya like (Chorus) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
(feat. Yolanda Adams)
[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> |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
(Verse One - Layzie 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 f**kin 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 deadly poet so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga wit yo lookin ass, meet me in the club all my niggas get to whoopin 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 f**k 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'. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. (Verse Two - The Game:) 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 clique or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, ima tickin time bomb that'll finish the job, lyrical damage, a 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 f**kin grenade, one man army, only two things in the world can calm me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never back down, never back down, never back down, now that the bone thugs back. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. (Verse Three - Krazie Bone:) 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 fashion show, we done checked these niggas, met these niggas man I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother f**king 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 raw dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother f**kin' 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 f**k around! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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!.. (Verse Four - Wish Bone:) 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! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) 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. If you lookin!... |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta Chorus Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop -Krayzie Bone- Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley 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 Thugs is the masta THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!! Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked -chorus- -Wish- I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t 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 point him point him out thats 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 ok/ 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 ??? -chorus- -Layzie- Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them I play above the rim 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 f**k it Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
-Krayzie-
YEAA Better back up off me/ nigga never no softY/ boy I'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 F**kin with these thugs/ thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva/ A mothaf**kin 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 LIVE jumpin out of that BUCKET dumpIN/ fittin to show these niggas a little somethin Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline/ but like my MO Thug niggas they BOSS show EM THE GUNLINE, GUNLINE 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 DONT BE PULLIN MY STRINGS cause if you ain't you don got into some shit/ with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click -chorus-(Krayzie) PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD F**KIN em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em uo with me gun gun blast -Layzie- 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 BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF 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 F**k 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 -chorus- -Wish- 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/ BET YOU 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 f**k that f**k 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/ don't get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won't like how i give it to ya -chorus- |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea, Excuse me, is that candy paint? Them Bone Boys is back CLEVELAND!!! FULL SURFACE!!! [chorus] 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 Cut las with them suicide doors [Swizz] 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 Car on [Krayzie] 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 [Layzie] 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 [Wish] 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 [Chorus] [Wish] 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 ?? [Krayzie] 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 [Layzie] 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 [chorus] [Layzie] 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 [Krayzie] Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because [chorus] |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
Yo I think it's really time
we let these niggas what's going on with Bone Thugs man they don't know they don't know they don't know What we been goin' through They don't know they don't know they don't know just where we headin' to They don't know they don't know they don't know come follow me now They all wanna know if Bone Thugs are the same cause one of us left but four of us remain in this thang And we like 'just pick up the album man' and I bet they refrain from all of their claims you know that 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 ove Been through rough times and they been mighty hard mighty hard ridin' in the dark to look for the light and find my spot I climbed so far Them haters was tryna bring me on down but really nobody can stop us with everything we know now we sucker free we see underneath all you fake thugs From all these wack rappers we've come back to save ya Man all you back stabbers never ever fade us Man I'm so glad we back in action nigga say what So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight Who would've imagined so many problems even the karma I must admit if it's so many crazy shit then it's still on my mind of love furthermore Shit hurt Bone Brothers did it with Bizzy suppose to be a new beginning but I'm screamin' 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 it aint no 'I' in our team that's why we doin' our thang We getting money money So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight 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 him know who we rollin with Everynight make money watch paper grind now fuck later If you miss it gotta battle back get that money money need that gimmie some i'll take that Since a youngster knew about them green backs 'Cause it ain't 4 in the money fuck what they sayin' chase money Do without it live without it I cant do that Live life I like I need every penny And these times this life better give it to me to me So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight So good so right really really good to get this money man To be with you tonight Light it up I feel good I feel good nigga from my vibe I feel good all over Light it up I feel good I feel good nigga from my vibe I feel good all over |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
(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) The left some time in vain (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Gotta wise, the shit that 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 Johnny 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 craps 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 all to think when you're strugglin' and can't sleep 'cause ya hungry and can't eat, 'cause livin just aint free..but shet Pappa been laid off...mamma been laid off Everywhere I here the same old song... (Chorus) (Layzie Bone:) To probably 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 (?), before Layzie Bone it was Steven And I'm just tryna break even, leavin' you leakers steadley creepin' Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone) and momma can't do it on her on (her on) Lights off, gas gone mumma, daddy comin' home? I 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 Mumma workin' double shift...daddy who? daddy who? And when he do it's always later, 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! (Chorus) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)
I'm gonna make sure you never forget me
Konvict Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 bein 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 With lyrics more potent than a viper's venom One bite could kill 'em, when I get in 'em Niggas never knew what'd hit em Legends For what we done did on these streets And what we done spit on these records Blessings We take em and put em on beats n we give em back no question Grandaddy of the mid-west Crazy Jackson The lyrical serial killer I fell em, the innocent niggaz is askin' about the mind I mastered When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these niggas rappin When it comes to the grind I'm mashin No time for second chances N when it all goes down and they put me in my grave "Fuck em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my guage Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 My reputation is solid gold And my street cred is all polished y'all Known as th little boss hog in the hood Boy in my hood I'm a superstar Niggas in th past try t hold a nigga down But I put in my work and checked it checked it Now these niggas respect it Knowin I'm th wrong one they wanna mess with From the gutter With my brothers Knowin on these ghetto streets they don love us Duckin these undercovers These muthafuckers doin everythin to try n bust us But these suckas, know they cant touch us They envy deep in they hearts Nigga if they ever try to rush Nigga they know we gon' rip em apart Niggas go hard, from th start Nigga this ? is my bodyguard Fuck with mine and I'll charge Little crazy-ass nigga at large Pullin 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 Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spin Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey! Bones sing, n mixed in with that street talk N then the lazy ? get their creep on N he went home, but its all good He left the right ones an hes still in th 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 Its not for nothin remember the thugs for the songs that we sung N makin it through that struggle, that struggle It aint easy believe me, we bleedin believe it Still goin with that hustle, gettin stronger so they remember me Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont 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 |
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from Notorious (노토리어스) [ost] (2009)
Bizzy:
Bone and Biggie, Biggie. It′s Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . . Krayzie: We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]. Better run and tell everybody [everybody, everybody]. alternating with Layzie: Ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Come on and . . . Bizzy: Get high, get high, get high . . . This is a lake of fire, but I can′t even hold on. [Simulated clapping.] Krayzie: Notorious thugs. Layzie: Nothin′ but them thugstas. Nothin′ but them thugstas [thugstas]. Notorius B.I.G.: Armed and dangerous: ain′t too many can bang with us. Straight up weed, no angel dust. Label us notorious thug-ass niggas that love to bust. It′s strange to us, y′all niggas be scramblin′, gamblin′ up in restaurants with mandolins and violins. We just sittin′ here tryin′ to win, try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin. So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin′ them Benjamins. Nigga, you′d should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you. Been in this shit since ninety-two. Look at all the bullshit I′ve been through: so-called beef with you-know-who, fucked a few female stars or two. Then a blue light, niggas move like Mike, shit, not to be fucked with. Muthafucka, better duck quick, ′cause me and my dogs love to buck shit. Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim, no aspirations to quit the game. Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one. Pass that weed, I gotsta light one. All them niggas, I gotsta fight one. All them hoes, I gotsta like one. Our situation is a tight one. What you wanna do: fight or run? Seems to me that you′ll take B, Bone and B.I.G., nigga, die slowly. I′m a tell you like a nigga told me, cash rules everything ′round me. Shit, lyrically, niggas can′t see me. Fuck it. Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it. Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin′ it. Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin′ in it. Doesn′t it seem odd to you? B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews. Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew. Who′s the killa: me or you? Puff Daddy: We forgive you, for you know not what you do. Bizzy: Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Hen and caffiene and green and nicotine. No dough, so pop a couple of those. Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it gleam, deep in my temple, and I go get sentimentally steamed with my instrumelody and heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to die? We′ll see how many flee when I ′cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo Thug, trained to be perfect disciples when it′s survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple six rivals spittin′ fire, that′s the real truth, bitch, breakin′ down for lives, my Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it′s wild. Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them positions′ already there, all that I had to do was stare. Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open and let ′em see if we′re real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, baby, we ain′t marchi n′, we shootin′, and daily recrutin′. There′s a thug born everyday in the ghetto. We start ′em off little, we give ′em a bottle and a pen and pad. They hit the label, kick it. Krayzie: Little Kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a shot of burb, now me go back to the curb. Me feelin′ that urge to splurge, but I′m broke as fuck. ″Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve.″ Off into my pad, ′cause I gotta get my mask and shells to put in this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get ′em mauled off, nigga, y′all lost. They get hauled off. Got a nigga callin′, though, for the pump, now Leatherface, Sin runnin′, thuggin′ and cuttin′, Lil′ Mo! Hart quick to pull it, ain′t nothin′. Bitch, if you′re steppin′, we′re buckin′ them guts. That′s fucked up. Now let me get down for the crime. Got to go purchase a dime, put in the state, nigga double the crime, smokin′ the reefer to ease my mind. Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks, but really me servin′ ′em dummies, see. Gotta buck ′em on down, if they come talkin′ like, ″Give me back me money.″ Thuggin′ with me killas, need us a liter of liquor, but niggas ain′t got shit, but a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get back ? Nigga like me fiendin′ for them green leaves, but I ain′t had no dough. Gotta make some money, so I makin′ my dummy rocks, if I go broke. It′s Bone and Biggie, Biggie. It′s Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . . Krayzie: We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]. Better run and tell everybody [everybody]. alternating with Layzie: Ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Come on and . . . Bizzy: Get high, get high, get high . . . Layzie: [Yeah.] Little Lay, hey, comin′ in the form of scripture, fin to get ya and hit ya with magic, drivin′ out late, but I call on my gadgets. With an automatic status, we spray. Time to load the glocks, but I′m thinkin′ not, there′s another evil force tellin′ me to do what I gotta do, so I up my pipe, a nigga dyin′ tonight, and I′m always runnin′ from the boys in blue, biggy-blue′s on my ass. Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone, ″What′s happenin′? Grab artillery. Niggas start packin′, ′cause a muthafucka tried to get me in a jackin′, and I did him.″ Hit ′em right between the eyes. The spot was wise. Wanna test a nigga′s size, and it cost him. Nigga fuck around with the wrong shit, y′all get mo mudered all day, all day. We can play that way, and I′m on the run. I′m a call my boys, and bring all the guns. Y′all niggas wanna have a little fun with #1, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum. Bizzy: It′s Bone and Biggie, Biggie. It′s Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . . Krayzie: We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]. Better run and tell everybody [everybody]. alternating with Layzie: Ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Let′s ride. Come on and . . . Bizzy: Get high, get high, get high . . . |
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from One Nation [omnibus] (2009)
One Nation
Snipersound go top of the world One Nation Snipersound go top of the world MICROPHONE CHECK 하나 둘 셋 넷 네 입은 벌어져 우리 라인업 때문에 이적해도 4번을 절대 놓치지 않는 선수 랩 게임에 선두 혀놀림은 멈출 수가 없구 나는 역사야 알리처럼 아무리 때려봤자 일어나 록키처럼 어떤 비트든 간에 물어뜯어 맹수처럼 그러니 돈을 걸어 내 모든 걸 걸어 I WILL NOT LOSE yo 외로운 시인들의 One Nation 이 판을 그그긁는 바늘의 정체성 몰래 땅을 짚고 헤엄치는 파렴치들을 가르치는 쉽게 타협 않는 진짜들은 고개 숙이지 말것 왜 hiphop은 익지 않았어 지킬과 하이드의 가요계의 질긴 방황 속 직진과 상승 내가 지킬 방향성 if u wanted some u got some 할 말 끝났어 문학인들의 목을 죄는 문화자본주의 혹은 경제 논리 여기저기 철거된 길거리 상점마냥 소리소문 없이 사라진 힙합 거주지 언제부터 인정했니 저기 꼭두각시 아둥바둥 살아가는 짭퉁들의 궁둥이를 두드리며 푸 도리도리 깍꿍 너로부터 파생이된 기생충을 잡아먹는 전쟁중인 나는 에프킬라 치 Snipersound go top of the world We goin on top of the world One Nation Snipersound go top of the world S the N the I the P the E the R It's Snipersound One Nation Snipersound go top of the world audition 두발로 발품 팔아 밟은 땅 이곳의 내 position에서 바라본 삶의 삯 너나 나나 도찐개찐 보나마나 격진같은 돌팔이 인생 나이를 먹어도 정신 못차린 개똥 philosophy 내 flow만큼 화려한 날들을 꿈꿨으나 그 조각 조각은 내일 몰락할만큼 썼다 let it go 바로 내리 꽂아버리는 전장후의 metaphor 그래 예전엔 거칠게 거칠게 마치 GANGSTER 혹은 빈곤한 거지같게 언제나 늘상 나의 머리맡에 두고 여겼어 꼭 신의 소리같게 그래 내게 힙합은 이제 향수에 젖을 예전을 돼새기는 추억 딱 거기까지만 이제 bang bang 다른 소리를 내 내겐 음악은 음악일뿐 다른건 없네 Snipersound go top of the world We goin on top of the world One Nation Snipersound go top of the world S the N the I the P the E the R It's Snipersound One Nation Snipersound go top of the world 내게 칼은 증오와 분노 내게 남은 방패는 씨알과 너 힙합 포로 운명이 가둬 내 인생역전 똑똑히 봐둬 3년을 잠든 방 5평 큰 용은 죽었어 다 향을 펴 밥에서 빵으로 입맛이 바꼈어 증오에서 삶으로 인간이 바꼈어 변화를 모르는 보수파 문화를 거르는 골수파 그네들과 맞서 싸우는 소수와 소수가 SCENE의 흐름을 형성해 혁명은 작은 봉기로부터 더 큰 바람이 되어 민중을 선동해 선봉에 우리가 섰네 불타오르는 신념 하나로 무리가 설때 그 누구도 감당 할수 없는 더 큰 사명감으로 무대에 설께 난 남쪽의 변방을 지휘하는 마에스트로 날 원한다면 누구든 접속해 내 이름이 PASSWORD 이 노래가 패스포트 Snipersound go top of the world We goin on top of the world One Nation Snipersound go top of the world S the N the I the P the E the R It's Snipersound One Nation Snipersound go top of the world |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
Heaven in art which Father Our, Our Father which art in Heaven.]
I'm back. Straight of the muthafuckin' streets of Cleveland, five true thugs from the double glock: Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie, and that nigga Flesh. Ain't takin' know shit in the nine-fo', 'bout to shut this bitch down. Kick that shit, niggas. East Ninety-nine is where you find me slangin' me 1lello, daily. Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run. Eazy-E: Now let's walk through the doors backwards, my thugs . . . and play with the Ouija board |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
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 [Layzie Bone] 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 [Hook] [Krayzie Bone] 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 realy 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 try'na turn ya on girl but it's a wonderful thing in bone world [Hook] [Wish Bone] 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 dial 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 & then I'll be right there, call me [Hook] |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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! [Krayzie Bone] 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... [Hook - Krayzie Bone] 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! [Layzie Bone] 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 [Hook - Krayzie Bone] 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! [Wish Bone] 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! [Hook - Krayzie Bone] 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! |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
(Hook: repeat 2X)
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. (Wish Bone) 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 (Hook) (Krayzie Bone) 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.... (Hook) (Layzie Bone) 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 Talkin' about "you wanna marry me?" (Hook) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
[Song samples One Way's "Don't Stop"]
[Intro - Krayzie Bone] (Ever lovin me...) (Don't stop ever lovin me...) [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone] [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love (Don't stop ever, love...) [Krayzie Bone] 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...) [Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone] [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love (Don't stop ever, love...) [Wish Bone] 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) [Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone] [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love (Don't stop ever love...) [Layzie Bone] 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 f**ked 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) [Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone] [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love [Lay] It's just the thug in me... [Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love (Don't stop ever love...) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
Let's Do It Again
Let's Do It Again (Chorus:) 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 (Chorus x2) Hey They Thought It Was Over The Bone Thugs N Harmony Was Finished But 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 Swingin From Our 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 Livest 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 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 (Chorus x2) 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 (?) If U Wanna Run 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 Zip It Is The Hood We Comin Back Like (?) And Water A Couple Of Shakes And We Hittin The Hood With That Hard Do It Again We Gotta (?) (?) (?) And We Can Do It Again And Again... (Chorus x2) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
(Hook:)
All these slimy, grimy women Earth until to make livin. It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so saaaddd! All these slimy, grimy women World and women takes a livin. It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so saaaddd! (Krayzie Bone:) I got alot of niggaz problem that callin babies mama's They be alwayz drumin, cause they alwayz callin Draggin me in and out of the co- fu man How much is enough to support you man? I got a nigga in the jam, I am Sittin in the cell with no bail but I got cash Man I tell ya'll women Playin the game, worthin children to make a livin She don't need a 9 to 5 cause she work in the system, bitches Grind me nasty, ol' wicked ass bitches Sceamin and tryin sceez on a real nigga Home avaded ransom and tryin to get some defense And before I give you wrath Ms. I go to jail in chances (Yeah!) You gold-diggin hoez did nuthin (makin), Na-da your lucky if I even na-daaa It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so saaaddd! (Hook) (Wish Bone:) Betta watch it boy! Slicky bitches, grimy bitches Down for tickets thinkin all these bitches, nigga listen! Hoez will get you fucked up Someone like to cut shit Someone think they smarking I beat bitches, now ya lock up And it's fucked up, shit we got to have that ass And there's no love, mommies 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 business gotta pay up (pay up) Oh it's on, I'm gone, while the slut lays up But naw, naw dawg I can see myself bein broke-a-trippin Found a broad dawg It's a runnin-back, if it's mine keep attack 1-2-3-4 baby daddy pass mistakes Gotta pay for that shit, I'm bout to carpet ass kids Let me catch anotha nigga leave back BITCH! (Hook) (Layzie Bone:) See I was caught up on the side of the tracks With the roaches and the rats (rats) Big grimy bitches, roaches, niggaz with the gats Got the ravi out the kitchen Nigga livin is a gamble bitches Settin niggaz up with a baby mama scandalous Women these dayz worst of fiends in the ace Tryin to collect all the well-fare with about 10 babies Shady, shikes the 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 to keep it pinned No matter how you fix your hair or how you shake the dareair I won't fuck it, train not to love it She won't cut into my budget with kids playin the puppets It's a god dam change, America the great, givin a nigga a cake, Cause my pockets ain't straight Look nigga, if you can't take care of ya kids Cause they set up grimy bitches tryin to use them to live, nigga! (Hook x3) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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! [Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone] [Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof) [Kray] I'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot... [Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof) [Wish] Me squeeze one shot, and leave ya not, not, not... [Krayzie Bone] 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! [Chorus - Krayzie Bone] [Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone] [Layzie Bone] 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! F**k around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave! [Chorus - Krayzie Bone] [Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone] [Wish Bone] 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... F**k 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 But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn! |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
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 Every time something goes wrong, who's the person you call to? Huh, huh? Huh, huh? |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)
(Hook - Krayzie Bone)
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!) (Layzie Bone) Crooked officer... (f**k 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 f**k with, familiar, when I'm stackin, my fortune (Hook - Krayzie Bone) (Wish Bone) So don't trust the police Down here, get KILLED f**kin 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 F**K THE POLICE, they get, BEHIND ME Then F**K THE POLICE, I got, WHAT THEY NEED I'm legal! Don't give 'em that reason just to f**k with you! They hate when they can't touch you! And never ever give info to em! (Hook - Krayzie Bone) (Krayzie Bone) 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? Would you pop-pop-pop-pop, pop, or let them shoot you? (Hook - Krayzie Bone) |