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from Krayzie Bone - Thug Mentality 1999 (1999)
{dialing of phone}
Krayzie Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs (if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline) Ain't a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed (if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline) And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing Relay Muthaf**k you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me/ no-no, gotta grin but I pin Swolled eyes so f**k them crooked, crackin' Po-po's/ kick down doors on our goals, don't forget them bowls/ keep businesss To myself 'cause it's best if no one knows I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ try to take my weed, I got More power than she-ra/ dirty-south diva I rise like mya/ my high is comin' down/ I smoke some more and I get higher/ la, La-la...they beat this weed and they set fire Ganja make me loose, 'cause I'm live like a wire/ I never share attire, keep Passin' me them thangs/ just hit 'em with that heat to They mouth like some wangs/ straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and f**k The fame/ straight out decator, you got Drama? you know my name/ now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme/ you got Five, I got 5/ let's go get a dime Relay A-t-l, I got to do somethin' to get my point heard/ I put my pen down and let The folks hear my words/ don't call me no Joker, don't call me no nerd cux I be goin' deeper than the others you heard/ 'cause this ain't in your head, bumpin' in your Head knockin'/ I keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin'/ Gonna block it, throw my hands up And we dip it up and brawl/ talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at All/ nigga in y'all drawers, I rise but my name's not mya And i's a tight female/ don't need smoke to get you higher/ I'm beggin' for Attention, well I beg to differ They nervous when I'm lurkin' and your body be stiffer/ I plot by myself, my Thoughts are dangerous You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ can't sit on my ass, When I know I must be heard My pen's been put down and now my mouth has been heard -refrain- So you can bring anything you want to/ we do, do this however, whenever you want To/ but we can act the fool If that's what you wan do 'cause real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline Relay Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas/ I know how to react and Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back /and I'm attackin', Saggin'/ yes, and I'm relaxin' when I'm high/ krayzie bone and relay done hooked Up this shit 'cause my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner/ better run for cover or you're Gonna be a goner/ I told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker, Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big, Nigga Relay Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin' the Baddest when I rhyme/ and relay up to no good Fact, you should value this beat/ and in this rap game it seems ain't no other 4 Be'cause we'll straight out bust out the scene Straight out decator where it's greater/ and it can't get no better, unless you Headed throu downtown/ the land to go make Some chedder/ in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call We gon' snap, snap Relay We in the a-t-l, done hooked up/ this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta Bust, krayzie gotta bust {repeated} Krayzie Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ that's my man, mister Sawed-off leatherface: the name Thug is what I claim/ stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain But my mentality can't be faded, I play it so f**kin' smooth/ I got my mind just Like chess, I concentrate on every move And every rule that they wrote, we break 'em/ believe me, that's why so many Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man/ too many chiefs Annoy me, uh/ so when I roll, I'm mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty Close Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters, millimeters, Pop-pop-pop-pop/ mo! thug mothership presents; Thugline niggas, bone thugs-n-harmony still live niggas/ and I got my troopers Suited and ready/ relay, up in this muthaf**ka Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin/ bombin' on bitches/ people be sayin', and If you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ it's in your hands, Blow for blow/ we let these muthaf**kers know/ they know whether they male or Female I don't roll with no ho -refrain- {phone dialtone} (operator) we're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed, Please check the number and dial again, or call your operator to help you.. |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
(Birds singing; snoring; rooster crowing; alarm clock; yawning)
(Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 1: Krayzie Bone) Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day And I won't fuck with me (Why?) 'Cause it's the first of the month And now I be smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts And sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin' Come, come, we got the blunts and rum From jumpin' all night, we high Hit up the block to where? (East 99) I get with my nigga to get me some ye-yo Double up, nigga, what you need? We got weed to get P.O.D.-ed Fiend for the green leaves Give it up, it's the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they roll So (Oh, no) break If you can't get away, better toss that ye-yo Keep your bankroll Yeah, we havin' a celebration Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine, crime after crime Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the grill If we got the food (Ooh) you know it's the first of the month And my nigga, we chills for real (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 2: Bizzy Bone) Wake up, and I see that my sister was already dressed She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps Watch and make sure no one snatches my check." Nigga, that's the mailman; sort through the mail And put it up in-a me pocket Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine To get me a dub for forty duckets But ain't no bucket Ride that Rita, hop on the ten to the Clair Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub Man, I gotta get there Playa-playa, holla, holla St. Clair got much to offer Whether it be weed on 93 Or off on the Glock-glock for some dollars So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh Most all of my niggas got the same And we gonna roll it all up to smoke it Hittin' that reefer, hydro Been known to cut, so fuck them po-po Toss all that ye-yo with a bone and say "Ho" Runnin' through the alley (And into the malley) Hop on the second to sundown Nose run from January, November, December I'm lovin' the first of the month (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 3: Wish Bone) It's the first of the month Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim And I slang on the double nine Now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty Can a thug get love? What's up? Try to slang on my corner, nigga, yous a goner St. Clair niggas don't like that And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money Come back, nigga, get pap-pap From the first to the fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed But I gotta save, gotta come up Put my rocks in the cut When I get high, nigga, blaze that blunt Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits And add it to the stash Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool But never no shorts or no losses, dumpin' Keepin' these niggas up off me See, the whole block, spend a couple bills Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) (Verse 4: Layzie Bone (Krayzie Bone)) Wakin' up, feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin' I'm yawnin', light-weight bent, chug-a-lug-a Take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues. But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone "Wanna know, did you're O.G. check come?" (She put me down) "I'ma hop on the bus with Biz" (You know, let's get drunk) And I'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk Nigga, T, just put me down Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now Me freakin' me black and milds Head across town, 'cause nigga the first get celebrated Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided We heavy off into this game True to the first, just call me that pro slang Them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties The first be the day for the dopeman Slangin' that cocaine, fool And I'm workin' late tonight And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs 'Cause I got them rocks for them pipes Come, come up with them ends I gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z And the graveyard shift on the first Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month, to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on. (Chorus: Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone)) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month) To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and get up) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2] I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game. We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it, And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect My niggas for Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland. Layzie I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street. When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto. Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it. Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is For real. Krayzie Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death, Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2] Bizzy Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up. And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas. Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate Through time, nowhere to hide. Flesh Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin' With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters. What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang! I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it? Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my Babies ge T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate! Krayzie Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death, Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2] I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game. We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it, And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect My niggas for Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland. Layzie I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street. When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto. Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it. Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is For real. Krayzie Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death, Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2] Bizzy Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up. And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas. Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate Through time, nowhere to hide. Flesh Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin' With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters. What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang! I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it? Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my Babies ge T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate! Krayzie Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death, Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot). Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death, Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off Fuck with the niggas with the guns and ya might get shot get shot Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off You could be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got we got we got I still be a thuggish ruggish nigga dressed in all black khakis fatigues and boots still don't give a fuck about the law still roll with the pump in my car and fuck who you are you fuckin with a couple of niggas that's really insane i'm talkin loco Krayzie as Hell it ain't just a name it's the game we done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my brain besides that man ain't nothin changed look at me nigga i'm still a thug nigga I still smoke bud you know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit nigga what this them Bone Thug niggas thinkin I told ya but we put it down like that whoever we got to fuck up to prove it we do it and keep on movin guess who's back up in the house original Cleveland criminals nigga just send em subliminal messages like murda mo murda murda never forgot where we come from watch how you move your tongue cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash it protect my niggas for combat Leatherface at you and on your ass like I was a heat seaker creepin the reeper quickly sweep you off your feet in Cleveland I be the coolest little nigga you can meet meet meet but nigga you fuck with me then i'm a fuck with you introduce you to this heat I sweep the streets when I draw down let me hear you say fuck the law now rawest niggas in the town ready thug and go down go pound for pound nigga that's the motto let me see you throw |
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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 - 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 (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 - 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 Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
[Verse 1: Boss]
Big ballin bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed Ask me again I'll tell you the same Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game Put it down in the street for mine 24/7, stayin on the grind For days and days I shell at the cops Enough grenades to get at the block I'm a drug smuggler Part bitch, part thug, part hustla You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya No love for ya, draw blood from ya Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown We're bustin motherf**kas with the black game Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back Who can get more thugga than that? From hookers and jacks, put the house up, bitch I'm bustin the gat [Krayzie] Y'all niggaz always testing, gonna make me pull this weson [Boss] If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg [Krayzie] Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is... [Verse 2: Boss] Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols Y'all mad we the real number owners Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners Trouble Boss, a double cross A nigga named Krray they good as dead From the b-o-double, doin double time And these tricks comin up to bread [Chorus: repeat 2x] We on some thugga shit We on some other shit that you ain't f**kin with The thuggin don't stop And you can't touch the clique You know you love this shit Take it to what we spit The thuggin don't stop [Verse 3: Krayzie] I heard a silent motherf**ka creepin up from behind ya Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh? With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be f**ked And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk) I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool Freeze everything, nigga don't move You can choose to be a fool and try to get away But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM! F**kin 'em up, scream "f**k the world" while I cuff my nuts Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all? Matter of fact motherf**ka who paid y'all You runnnin up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back? Take no more shorts f**k that (f**k that) Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor You dealin with some motherf**kin real niggaz Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed Still got the same artilary Bust at them bastards (bastard) Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass) Wanna see me get glasses (glass) Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me) But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs F**kin wit them thugs, the thugs... nigga the thugs, what? [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 4: Boss] Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this bitch Judges wanna post as gorilla Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll You don't slip and we thought that we told ya Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya They can run your shit and bend a corner, scatter and spread Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split Like ya down like wipers 'Fore the motherf**kin piper pay the bitch [Verse 5: Krayzie] You motherf**kas feelin to feel it Thugline put it down keepin it the real it And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz They say they gonna get me yet they miss me (What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin Waitin for you motherf**kas to come bring it to me F**k waitin I'ma mingle with it The nine millimeter and plenty more haters If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm f**kin 'em up When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die F**k you, die, buck you, die Reload, unload one more time Hit him with the pump make sure he dead He bled blood, we bail Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah [Chorus 'til fade] |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
[Verse 1: Boss]
Big ballin bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed Ask me again I'll tell you the same Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game Put it down in the street for mine 24/7, stayin on the grind For days and days I shell at the cops Enough grenades to get at the block I'm a drug smuggler Part bitch, part thug, part hustla You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya No love for ya, draw blood from ya Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown We're bustin motherf**kas with the black game Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back Who can get more thugga than that? From hookers and jacks, put the house up, bitch I'm bustin the gat [Krayzie] Y'all niggaz always testing, gonna make me pull this weson [Boss] If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg [Krayzie] Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is... [Verse 2: Boss] Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols Y'all mad we the real number owners Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners Trouble Boss, a double cross A nigga named Krray they good as dead From the b-o-double, doin double time And these tricks comin up to bread [Chorus: repeat 2x] We on some thugga shit We on some other shit that you ain't f**kin with The thuggin don't stop And you can't touch the clique You know you love this shit Take it to what we spit The thuggin don't stop [Verse 3: Krayzie] I heard a silent motherf**ka creepin up from behind ya Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh? With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be f**ked And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk) I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool Freeze everything, nigga don't move You can choose to be a fool and try to get away But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM! F**kin 'em up, scream "f**k the world" while I cuff my nuts Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all? Matter of fact motherf**ka who paid y'all You runnnin up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back? Take no more shorts f**k that (f**k that) Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor You dealin with some motherf**kin real niggaz Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed Still got the same artilary Bust at them bastards (bastard) Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass) Wanna see me get glasses (glass) Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me) But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs F**kin wit them thugs, the thugs... nigga the thugs, what? [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 4: Boss] Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this bitch Judges wanna post as gorilla Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll You don't slip and we thought that we told ya Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya They can run your shit and bend a corner, scatter and spread Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split Like ya down like wipers 'Fore the motherf**kin piper pay the bitch [Verse 5: Krayzie] You motherf**kas feelin to feel it Thugline put it down keepin it the real it And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz They say they gonna get me yet they miss me (What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin Waitin for you motherf**kas to come bring it to me F**k waitin I'ma mingle with it The nine millimeter and plenty more haters If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm f**kin 'em up When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die F**k you, die, buck you, die Reload, unload one more time Hit him with the pump make sure he dead He bled blood, we bail Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah [Chorus 'til fade] |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line (2001)
[Verse 1: Boss]
Big ballin bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed Ask me again I'll tell you the same Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game Put it down in the street for mine 24/7, stayin on the grind For days and days I shell at the cops Enough grenades to get at the block I'm a drug smuggler Part bitch, part thug, part hustla You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya No love for ya, draw blood from ya Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown We're bustin motherfuckas with the black game Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back Who can get more thugga than that? From hookers and jacks, put the house up, bitch I'm bustin the gat [Krayzie] Y'all niggaz always testing, gonna make me pull this weson [Boss] If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg [Krayzie] Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is... [Verse 2: Boss] Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols Y'all mad we the real number owners Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners Trouble Boss, a double cross A nigga named Krray they good as dead From the b-o-double, doin double time And these tricks comin up to bread [Chorus: repeat 2x] We on some thugga shit We on some other shit that you ain't fuckin with The thuggin don't stop And you can't touch the clique You know you love this shit Take it to what we spit The thuggin don't stop [Verse 3: Krayzie] I heard a silent motherfucka creepin up from behind ya Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh? With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be fucked And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk) I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool Freeze everything, nigga don't move You can choose to be a fool and try to get away But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM! Fuckin 'em up, scream "fuck the world" while I cuff my nuts Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all? Matter of fact motherfucka who paid y'all You runnnin up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back? Take no more shorts fuck that (fuck that) Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor You dealin with some motherfuckin real niggaz Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed Still got the same artilary Bust at them bastards (bastard) Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass) Wanna see me get glasses (glass) Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me) But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs Fuckin wit them thugs, the thugs... nigga the thugs, what? [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 4: Boss] Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this bitch Judges wanna post as gorilla Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll You don't slip and we thought that we told ya Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya They can run your shit and bend a corner, scatter and spread Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split Like ya down like wipers 'Fore the motherfuckin piper pay the bitch [Verse 5: Krayzie] You motherfuckas feelin to feel it Thugline put it down keepin it the real it And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz They say they gonna get me yet they miss me (What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin Waitin for you motherfuckas to come bring it to me Fuck waitin I'ma mingle with it The nine millimeter and plenty more haters If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die Fuck you, die, buck you, die Reload, unload one more time Hit him with the pump make sure he dead He bled blood, we bail Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah [Chorus 'til fade] |
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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/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 - 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)
[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 - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah) In the battlezone,the battlezone (Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug) Swing low (swing low) Sweet chariot (sweet chariot) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) (What did I see,what did I see) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) (Listen to my battle cry Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone (Listen to my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on Have me come for (aaah my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on) Have me come for (Bizzy) One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim Kickin on somethig and dig this Got to feel it catch and don't let go Wretched in a fro Bone watchin for the po,po Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay) Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show No no don't spend a lot contend with a men Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it For the cops absorb you soul of course Praise to the pharoah Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn When our niggas still shermed out Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned! Rest and burn! (Layzie) I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth So much shit on my mind, so many things to do So little time a nigga really got to do it in Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots From the minute nigga step outside Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun And that's real leave it for the dollar bill Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin When the shit poppin' off in my direction Nigga got a 17-shot for protection Life ain't no joke Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild Shit is real Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit (Krayzie) Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47 Bustin niggas in the belly Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors? Talkin about we split up Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh Niggas really need to shut that shit up If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die I never keep my enemies close Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope That's close enough Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile And hit 'em with the millimeter And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin Bitch come on and try to rob me I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up Get off of me baby (baby), Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama) Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be Look how the haters give a nigga attitude Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love Cause in the game you get fucked every time Got this feeling inside my bloodline Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction Blastin' like a madman Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on If any one of you niggas got any problems Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em Don't be mumblin speak a little louder While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga We'll already be up in you now hater feel us Who the realest The Bone Thug killas If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs Jumpin all on the bandwagon Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin' But when it's really time to show some tactics The niggas don't have 'em We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass Cause when we clash ain't no comin back Huntin' niggas from the past We gon' settle this shit right here Fight to whoever blood be spilled first Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you feeling me Quicker than a clocked damn missle Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye Then we makin' sure that nigga die Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah) In the battlezone,the battlezone (Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug) Swing low (swing low) Sweet chariot (sweet chariot) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) (What did I see,what did I see) Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) (Listen to my battle cry Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone (Listen to my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on Have me come for (aaah my battle cry) Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on) Have me come for (Bizzy) One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim Kickin on somethig and dig this Got to feel it catch and don't let go Wretched in a fro Bone watchin for the po,po Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay) Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show No no don't spend a lot contend with a men Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it For the cops absorb you soul of course Praise to the pharoah Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn When our niggas still shermed out Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned! Rest and burn! (Layzie) I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth So much shit on my mind, so many things to do So little time a nigga really got to do it in Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots From the minute nigga step outside Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun And that's real leave it for the dollar bill Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin When the shit poppin' off in my direction Nigga got a 17-shot for protection Life ain't no joke Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild Shit is real Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit (Krayzie) Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47 Bustin niggas in the belly Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors? Talkin about we split up Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh Niggas really need to shut that shit up If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die I never keep my enemies close Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope That's close enough Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile And hit 'em with the millimeter And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin Bitch come on and try to rob me I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up Get off of me baby (baby), Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama) Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be Look how the haters give a nigga attitude Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love Cause in the game you get fucked every time Got this feeling inside my bloodline Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction Blastin' like a madman Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on If any one of you niggas got any problems Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em Don't be mumblin speak a little louder While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga We'll already be up in you now hater feel us Who the realest The Bone Thug killas If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs Jumpin all on the bandwagon Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin' But when it's really time to show some tactics The niggas don't have 'em We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass Cause when we clash ain't no comin back Huntin' niggas from the past We gon' settle this shit right here Fight to whoever blood be spilled first Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you feeling me Quicker than a clocked damn missle Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye Then we makin' sure that nigga die Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
Pick up your wings and prepare them for flight… [Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone Thug souljah, souljah]…in the battlezone, the battlezone. [Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone Thug.] Swing low [Swing low], sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot] coming forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry me home.] Swing low, sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot] coming forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry me home]. I looked up on Jordan, and [what did…] what did I see [what did I see?] coming forth to carry me home? [Coming forth to carry me home.] [What did I see, what did I see?] Coming forth to carry me home [Coming forth to carry me home.] [Listen to my battle cry…] Come on, come on in my battlezone. […aaah my battle cry.] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on in my battlezone. [Listen to my battle cry…] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on. Have me come for. […aaah my battle cry.] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on, [come on] Have me come for. Bizzy One, two, look at the tally. They drew my picture with Bob Marley. They probably wanna kill me. Will I die in 1999? Smoking phillies. Bizzy the kid was bustin' in the ceilin' in my big claim. Kickin' on somethin' and dig this. Got to feel it, catch and don't let go. Wretched in a 'fro. Bone watchin' for the po-po. Roll over then pull it, got my bullet in my Fo- fo. I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle! (Green baby) Comin' out a 4-door Benz and I spend a lot for show. No, no, don't spend a lot, contend with men. Lookin' at my watch like a meal ticket. Arrest the block, they couldn’t pin it, better send it. For the cops, absorb you soul of course. Praise to the pharoah. Murda Mo, Curly, I heard it lower and return it and burn, when our niggas still shermed out! Court's adjourned, court's adjourned, Rest and burn! Layzie I can’t sleep at night, cause I lay in my bed. And I be tossin’ and turnin’ trying to avoid my dreams. And I can hear the niggas lettin’ off they lead around the corner. Got me feelin’ paranoia like they coming for me. And I be clutchin’ my heat, got me pacing back and forth. So much shit on my mind, so many things to do. So little time a nigga really got to do it in. Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots. From the minute nigga step outside, Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one. Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me, nigga never leave the house without packin’ a gun. And that’s real, 'leave it for the dollar bill. Niggas'll holler “Kill Kill” then start flexin’. When the shit poppin’ off in my direction, nigga got a 17-shot for protection. Life ain’t no joke. Too many niggas I know was takin’ shit for granted and that’s foul! Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd and hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild. Shit is real! Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit. Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin' shit. Put the match on shit, straight up gassin' shit! Krayzie Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47, bustin' niggas in the belly. Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache. Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx. They're runnin', retreatin', screamin' "Mayday, we're goin' down!" Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies and rumors? Talkin' about "we split up?" 'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh. Niggas really need to shut that shit up. If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble, we wilder than any animal that's in the jungle. The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out, hit the goal, make the quarterback fumble—strategize. Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine. Nigga considered the enemy, niggas that’s when you die. I never keep my enemies close, 'cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope. That's close enough. Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up, and smile, and hit 'em with the millimeter. And I show a bitch, kill a nigga. See me drivin'. Bitch come on and try to rob me! I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up! Get off of me baby (baby), keep on comin' and there's gon’ be drama (drama). Tellin' you niggas: "You better not fuck with me, 'cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be!" Look how the haters give a nigga attitude. Nigga sick of being humble, now I'm like "Fuck that!" I gotta get mine. They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love. 'Cause in the game you get fucked every time. Got this feeling inside my bloodline. Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction. Blastin' like a madman. Gettin’ with the static, nigga lovin' the action. Yeah! My Bone Thug niggas come on. If any one of you niggas got any problems—thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em. Don't be mumblin', speak a little louder. While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga, we’ll already be up in you. Now hater feel us. Who the realest? The Bone Thug killas. If there’s any objections, niggas deal with 'em. Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs, jumpin all on the bandwagon. Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns, thugged out with they pants saggin'. They actin'. But when it's really time to show some tactics, the niggas don't have 'em. We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets. Drop 'em in the river, splash! That's that ass! 'Cause when we clash, ain't no comin' back. Huntin' niggas from the past. We gon’ settle this shit right here. Fight to whoever blood be spilled first. Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? Not me! I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning, you feeling me? Quicker than a clocked damn missle. Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye. Then we makin’ sure that nigga die. Shoot a couple more times…and ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. |
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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 Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line (2001)
[Krayzie]
Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {throughout the whole song} Bloody murder (yeah) Watch out (yeah) Nigga, killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) Bloody Murder... (yeah) Watch out (yeah) We be killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) You know before we leave from the scene, from the scene you'll bleed Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze Nigga these are the thugs |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
[Krayzie]
Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {throughout the whole song} Bloody murder (yeah) Watch out (yeah) Nigga, killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) Bloody Murder... (yeah) Watch out (yeah) We be killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) You know before we leave from the scene, from the scene you'll bleed Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze Nigga these are the thugs |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
[Krayzie]
Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {throughout the whole song} Bloody murder (yeah) Watch out (yeah) Nigga, killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) Bloody Murder... (yeah) Watch out (yeah) We be killin all of y'all (yeah) Cause that's what we about (yeah) You know before we leave from the scene, from the scene you'll bleed Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze Nigga these are the thugs |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
Eazy-E:
Black nigga killa. Hate brought death around the block as a hollow point bust through the punk′s back. Raisin′ Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate. Nigga five deep as I strike at a quick pace. I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind so my soul is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I′m wicked by nature, ′cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A 30.06 with the scope I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast. Muthafuckas catchin′ heat as I bring anger, and release more danger from my chamber. The evil in my blood is possessed, so I creep low from the back slow and push lead through that nigga′s flesh. Ain′t no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla, on the trigger, the black nigga killa. Krayzie: We be the mighty warrior. Black nigga killa, what′s up? You ready to die? You think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga. Look in my eyes. Bitch, we get live. Bone thugs-n-harmony, nigga--Cleveland′s thuggish ruggish niggas still down with the thug shit. Buck, buck, bust. Let ′em know we still run this bitch just like an assassin. Say, nigga, we nice but can get nasty. Get into war, what else can it be? Nigga, you know what we came here for. You know, when we shot through the door, my niggas was serious, playin no jokes. Just ′cause I′m a rapper, you thought it′s for show? Okay nigga let′s see if this a real fo′-fo′. You thought we was studio, saw us on video, seen us in person so here we go [here we go]. What is your problem? Here come the bullets, better dodge ′em. I sneaks up behind, so I′m fuckin′ with killas. Nigga, don′t make me kill ya. Got a bodybag for any you bitches thinkin′ you realer. Wish: Since, we some killers for sure [sure], hit ′em up, hit ′em hard, if you ready to roll. Niggas out tryin′ to fuck with us, but I′m givin′ you one warnin′--that′s a no-no. ′Cause I got what you need if you are ready to die, to die, to die. Nigga, bye bye. Shots might be fired. Yep. Everybody gon′ run? Naw. Shootin′ at me? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come, come. And you don′t wanna see. We like that [that], ′cause everybody pack guns, but Bone go pap pap. Really just out for the money, ya′ll. Really won′t hurt none of y′all, but playas went too far so I say, ″Fuck y′all. Fuck y′all, y′all, y′all haters. All, y′all, y′all, y′all haters.″ Eazy-E: killa, killa, killa, killa. Flesh-n-Bone: I′m servin′ these bitches daily. I′m a black nigga killa--that′s what you can label me. Unfadable, see? You don′t really wanna fuck with us. You can′t touch us. You ain′t able. Rest in peace. Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper. Niggas don′t ever know what hit ′em. I split ′em and snatch they soul like the Reaper. Have you ever seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat, sold over a hundred pounds? Rollin′, downin′ a fifth of Rose when I stroll, and who wanna fuck with me now? Lay ′em all down when I creep through your town and clown. I bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger, clack back. Stack, that black nigga killa. Layzie: [′Cause dyin′ be easy.] Nigga, you know what Bone be sayin′. Rollin′ with big guns, ain′t no playin′, stayin′ down for the murda mo′, slayin′. Aw, shit. Just to let you know, man, that 187 for realer. We black nigga killas and down to ride for E [E]. He′d a ride for me, and that′s the way it′s gon′ be: N.W.A, nigga B-O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups, marchin′ like troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, ′cause if you ain′t then a bullet might hit you. Picture yourself in a coffin--so stiff and cold, full of formaldehyde. Better scatter, dodge ′fore this bullet lodged in your ass, simply for the cash. Been around the world, seen so many faces and so many places. Aced this game, while they try to erase this daily basis. Gimme my space, shit, show me some love, though. Just pump your fist in the air and holler, ″Mo!″ Could you do me that? And I′ll hit you back. Little nigga just wanna know where my thugs at. Some at the track on the back. Oh, yes, some niggas on corner ′r ound sellin that crack. Some of my thugs grave long gone, lot of my niggas′ at home playin′ Bone. Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep. Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E. T-Rock got shot [T-Rock got shot]. Lord bless his city [bless his city] thats why [why I] shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, shoot ′em up. Shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, always [nigga], always. That′s why I shoot ′em up. Eazy-E: killa, killa, killa, killa. |
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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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
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 - 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 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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
(Mo′ Thugs Remix)
MARIAH CAREY featuring Bone thugs-n-harmony [Birds chirping.] Layzie: Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over. Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over. Over, over. Krazie: Steady breakin′ me on down. Mariah: Oooh. Krazie: Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down. Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down. Mariah: You called yesterday to basically say that you care for me, but that you′re just not in love. Immediately, I pretended to be feeling similarly, and led you to believe I was O.K. to just walk away from the one thing that′s unyeilding and sacred to me. Mariah: Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise 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 the fact that I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and then I break down and cry. Mariah: So what do you do when somebody you′re so 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?″ [Krayzie: Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.] Do you lash out and say, ″How dare you leave this way?″ Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away? Mariah: Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it[Krazie: Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.] about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise 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 the fact that I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and then I break down and cry. Wish: Gonna break ya down, down, down, only if ya let it [Don′t let it.]. Everyday crazy situations rockin′ my mind tryin′ to break me down, but I won′t let it. Forget it. If ya feel the same way that I do, then let me help y′all, all singin′ tunes, sayin′ ″It′s all right, it′s all right, it′s all right, yeah.″ Hopin′ for the sun, but it looks like rain, P.O.D′ed, but it′s still the same. Came far, but it′s been a long road. Trouble′s gonna come but we gotta stay strong. Hold on. Krayzie: Aw, yeah, I often feel the pressures, y′all, but nevertheless Krayzie won′t fall. It′s over. It′s endin′ here [here]. I said it′s over. It′s endin′ here [here], so I′ll be on my way, and maybe we can meet up in the future one day, but for now I′m bailin′, bailin′. Bailin′, baby, gotta get up, can′t take no more. I′m headed for the door, come and take a look into a thug humble eye. Tell me: if we lived a lie, would our souls unite? Layzie: Every new day is a test for me, so I just pray the Lord for Him to bless me, please. There′s struggles I′m goin′ through lately, breaks me down, set me free. Let me be. Let me be. Who else do I have to rely on? Whose shoulder can a thug go cry on? Can I get my vibe on? While you look into my eyes, you won′t underestimate, and this soldier story, I′m′a tell you right now I′m fed up. Wrong if I let my lead bust? Pac said keep your head up. Don′t let this world get the best of you, I′m a stress you through it, if it′s over, over, over. Don′t breakdown yet, it′s over. Mariah: Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise 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 the fact that I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and then I break down and cry. |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Bizzy
Shiiiit! Layzie Nigga, it's the nigga's night out tonight, nigga Wish Awwooooooo! Krayzie Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4) Keep rollin', smokin', stay chokin'. All Buddah lova. Gotta learn to smoke the buddah. Bizzy I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh. Krayzie Reefer really makes me happy. Krayzie & Layzie (Layzie) Hydro, (me just can't let-a-me) high go. (Me smokin' upon that) hydro. Me just can't let-a-me high go. (Smoke) Smoke smokin' that hydro, (won't) won't let-a-me high go. (*4) Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, (a bag) a sack, a sack, a sack. It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack Krayzie (Layzie) It grew in the water… (Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack, a sack.) (*4) Layzie ( with Krayzie) I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin', now what? (I'm fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed) Krayzie (Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, & Flesh) Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', stay chokin'.) (*2) Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', and chokin'.) (*6) All (Bizzy) (Krayzie) Nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.) It's nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.) (It's sneakin' upon me.) All Wiiiiiiine! Bizzy (Layzie) Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time. (Double your crime, double your crime.) When a me roll on the nine-nine, you'll find a stream of bullets and un--load. (with-a-me right way down your…) All …Buddah. Bizzy (Flesh) Choke up, went up into ya, smoke jump outta me buddah. (Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya.) Oh, that buddah in your lungs, can't let that buddah fool ya. All It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey, hey! It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey. Keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4) Bizzy If ya got a bag of tweed, well blaze it with me, fool. Krayzie Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance. Layzie (Krayzie) It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Maintain!) All (Krayzie) (Krayzie & Layzie) How a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Remain the same.) (Number one!) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Wish
Goddamn cigarettes! …Nigga that shit sound sweet if everybody… Krayzie Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (x4) Wish Some niggas be passin' that weed on to the thugsta niggas from Cleveland, gotta smoke 'til it's all gone. Now, we wanna bone, 'cause a nigga be creepin'. Called all my thugstas, all them niggas drank. Called all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed. Gotta get me some, now. Krayzie My love is in hydro, gotta choke, let me loc' with a little bit of smoke in my throat. Can't let-a-me high go. Goin' broke. Mo Thug hit the bud up and then get up upon me. Inhale, just lit up a blunt, and me roll fat one to get P.O.D.'ed. They label me killa, drugdealer, that realer nigga, Krayzie weeded. Layzie Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro, need me a hit of the tweed, made me drop to me knees. And I gotta give love to the green leaves, steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease. Thuggin' on off in the cut, now when I'm checkin' on how this shit's on. In a raid, smoked out with my nigga, Tav. Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall to our grave. Bizzy Make up the dummy to make up me money. Weed run me, and headed for broke, smoke on the bong, hit the bong wrong, nigga, me cough and choke. We, the real O.T.'s loc' strong, Bone. I gotta C-note to toke on. So choke on, me holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone for long, and stay long. Krayzie Wanna get you fucked up. Gonna get you fucked up. (Hey, now, pass me some reefer.) (x2) Wish Mr. Inventor-of-the-green-leaves, gotta give P's, 'cause I love this type shit. And it's never gonna quit. Doctor told me better stop, but man, fuck that bitch! Me never goin' stop me smoke, try to tell me, gauge in your throat. Gotsta run me on, fuckin' with Bone, lovin' this weed song. Krayzie Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance. Take a puff to the dome, trippin' off Flesh Bone, showin' off me talent. Smoke until-a-me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come right. Come with me, smoke on a blunt and get nice. Nigga, take a weed fiend's advice. (nice!) Layzie Feelin' onto main, quarter-roll to the brain. Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane. Other niggas can't hang. It's a Bone thang, how a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain #1. Here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga, got his wig to the curb, split up and serve, but fuck it! Gotta have them green herbs. Bizzy If you got bag of tweed, well blaze it with me fool. Now don't be stingy, and please no pinnas. Make it swollen! 'Cause if I had me some weed, you know I'd smoke it with you. Come-come get wit-a-me--me and my niggas blunts we rollin'. Krayzie & Bone Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (*8) Krayzie I take a hit of the reefer, keep smokin'. (*8) |
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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 (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)
(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)
(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 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 - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry, still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that? Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the- grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis (crisis). Bizzy There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you want everything you want, want, want. [ 4] I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin', family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’ around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game, throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away! Wish Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah). Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t bring that shit my way. Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [ 4] Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin' with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin' through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI, IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin' you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out. So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that. Krayzie There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). [ 2] There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] Flesh Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock! Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop! Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love, also really love smo |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
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Hey yo, I'm tired of runnin these streets, yo I'm tired of hustlin Y'all motherfuckers think this is all a game This shit ain't easy, this is all I know What am I supposed to do now? huh? [Chorus: repeat 2x] Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things the streets it's showin you? Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever? [Verse 1: LaReece] It was you and me against the world We switched the game up Hustlin forever together before we came up It changed our paths we went our separate ways No more ridin on them niggaz for me, how I miss those days Swore up and down you was a super thug, so it's told But had compassion for your foes wit'cha heart of gold While I was rappin and singing you started slangin and bangin But with money comes greed saw your heart it was changin Niggaz out on the street, your peeps gettin covered in sheets You relied on heat to keep you from suffering defeat And now you're different like these savages, you're soul golfed out I know you're hurtin everytime I see your soul from you You at your crossroads, whatcho gonna do? Where you going, boo? Street is watchin just to take your soul from you Who will feed your seed if you're locked down, or better yet dead? Did you live your life to the fullest when you take your last breath? Do you know? [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 2: Krayzie] Come follow me into my life, my life, my life I'm a young hustla This is to get paid as I stay clean away from bustas Strugglin is in my blood Mentality thug, reality I'm fucked up I gotta go get it my goddamn self, cause ain't nobody about to give me shit Gotta go out and get the rent pay So I'ma be out here on this block with these rocks and this glock Until I profit could you stop it? Mama used to say "but until I see it better, it got to be this way" And it don't look like I be going nowhere, nowhere Looks like I'm stuck in this here ghetto Even though I done got this dream of being famous This is really short, and if I don't make it by the end of the year Shit's feelin to be changin I'ma be dangerous, bangin nigga's brain Nigga, I'ma start sharin my pain and bang Hey, this shit we do for the dollar, dollar bill y'all So, before I get killed y'all I gotta make better ain't tryin hustle forever, ever [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 3: Young Dre] God, please I know you see me livin better that this But, truthfully it's hard for Dre to comprehend cause it's cheddar to get If I don't hustle I can't eat So in these streets it's you and me Takin these fair penitentiary chances Plus some real finances that'll (?) me and my fam to better circumstances Rider quote "man even though I know I know how this game go" Got the green light for cash and I can't let time pass Gotta grabs mines reality's a mutha Tryin to hold on to all my survivin thugs brothas See, this life'll make you sharp and hard two clenched fists for the struggle Ride for my thug nation that love to hustle hard With slugs from berettas, doing dirty business Some niggaz still can't get together collecting figgas Make it impossible to hustle forever But life's a struggle we gonna survive until something come along better RIDERS! [Chorus 'til fade] |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
* send corrections to the typist
Hey yo, I'm tired of runnin these streets, yo I'm tired of hustlin Y'all motherfuckers think this is all a game This shit ain't easy, this is all I know What am I supposed to do now? huh? [Chorus: repeat 2x] Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things the streets it's showin you? Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever? [Verse 1: LaReece] It was you and me against the world We switched the game up Hustlin forever together before we came up It changed our paths we went our separate ways No more ridin on them niggaz for me, how I miss those days Swore up and down you was a super thug, so it's told But had compassion for your foes wit'cha heart of gold While I was rappin and singing you started slangin and bangin But with money comes greed saw your heart it was changin Niggaz out on the street, your peeps gettin covered in sheets You relied on heat to keep you from suffering defeat And now you're different like these savages, you're soul golfed out I know you're hurtin everytime I see your soul from you You at your crossroads, whatcho gonna do? Where you going, boo? Street is watchin just to take your soul from you Who will feed your seed if you're locked down, or better yet dead? Did you live your life to the fullest when you take your last breath? Do you know? [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 2: Krayzie] Come follow me into my life, my life, my life I'm a young hustla This is to get paid as I stay clean away from bustas Strugglin is in my blood Mentality thug, reality I'm fucked up I gotta go get it my goddamn self, cause ain't nobody about to give me shit Gotta go out and get the rent pay So I'ma be out here on this block with these rocks and this glock Until I profit could you stop it? Mama used to say "but until I see it better, it got to be this way" And it don't look like I be going nowhere, nowhere Looks like I'm stuck in this here ghetto Even though I done got this dream of being famous This is really short, and if I don't make it by the end of the year Shit's feelin to be changin I'ma be dangerous, bangin nigga's brain Nigga, I'ma start sharin my pain and bang Hey, this shit we do for the dollar, dollar bill y'all So, before I get killed y'all I gotta make better ain't tryin hustle forever, ever [Chorus: repeat 2x] [Verse 3: Young Dre] God, please I know you see me livin better that this But, truthfully it's hard for Dre to comprehend cause it's cheddar to get If I don't hustle I can't eat So in these streets it's you and me Takin these fair penitentiary chances Plus some real finances that'll (?) me and my fam to better circumstances Rider quote "man even though I know I know how this game go" Got the green light for cash and I can't let time pass Gotta grabs mines reality's a mutha Tryin to hold on to all my survivin thugs brothas See, this life'll make you sharp and hard two clenched fists for the struggle Ride for my thug nation that love to hustle hard With slugs from berettas, doing dirty business Some niggaz still can't get together collecting figgas Make it impossible to hustle forever But life's a struggle we gonna survive until something come along better RIDERS! [Chorus 'til fade] |
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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 (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 - Btnhresurrection (2000)
It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry, still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that? Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the- grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis (crisis). Bizzy There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you want everything you want, want, want. [ 4] I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin', family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’ around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game, throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away! Wish Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah). Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t bring that shit my way. Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [ 4] Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin' with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin' through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI, IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin' you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out. So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that. Krayzie There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). [ 2] There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] Flesh Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock! Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop! Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love, also really love smo |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry, still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that? Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the- grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis (crisis). Bizzy There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you want everything you want, want, want. [ 4] I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin', family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’ around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game, throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away! Wish Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah). Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t bring that shit my way. Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [ 4] Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin' with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin' through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI, IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin' you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out. So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that. Krayzie There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’ t know, I don’t know). [ 2] There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [ 2] Flesh Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock! Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop! Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love, also really love smo |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer Where will our children go When there's no place safe where they can go And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one-time And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more (bridge-bizzy) See we loosin this world we love And it looks like the sinnin won't end So i'm reachin high up above Lord, let your blessings begin (hook-bizzy) 4x And let's change the world, and let's change the world (big b) It got me ready to set off the riot Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls ??? be ???, roll up some phillies My nigga let me hit it Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high It's them niggas you most desire I can remember from way back in the day Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle From sellin the fiends yayo But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level Now could it be for the lust (lust)? Could it be for the rush (rush)? My niggas love when they bust They steady buck and they duck They put your dick in the dust My niggas creepin on a come up Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium Anticipatin life without satin Hatin, and our enemies ??? (hook) (layzie) Everyday the devil at me And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow Corruption, destruction, disaster Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master Oh lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old The lord know we can do this shit It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g The whole world wanna be ridin with me I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex Babies havin babies, generation x With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich First we lost eazy, then we lost pac Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop? Everybody wanna know what's goin on With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone Tryna' get prepared for the y2k And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world (hook) 4x You need a lesson you ??? rappin But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen We done changed the world Ghetto voices bein heard and failed ??? got my guns, better arm yourself ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you I have a dream, no, i have a wish If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids Let the world go, let these babies have somethin Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up You kill him, he'll kill you Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from Hungry little kids where i come from ??? not men where i come from (bridge) (hook to fade) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer Where will our children go When there's no place safe where they can go And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one-time And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more (bridge-bizzy) See we loosin this world we love And it looks like the sinnin won't end So i'm reachin high up above Lord, let your blessings begin (hook-bizzy) 4x And let's change the world, and let's change the world (big b) It got me ready to set off the riot Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls ??? be ???, roll up some phillies My nigga let me hit it Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high It's them niggas you most desire I can remember from way back in the day Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle From sellin the fiends yayo But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level Now could it be for the lust (lust)? Could it be for the rush (rush)? My niggas love when they bust They steady buck and they duck They put your dick in the dust My niggas creepin on a come up Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium Anticipatin life without satin Hatin, and our enemies ??? (hook) (layzie) Everyday the devil at me And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow Corruption, destruction, disaster Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master Oh lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old The lord know we can do this shit It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g The whole world wanna be ridin with me I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex Babies havin babies, generation x With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich First we lost eazy, then we lost pac Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop? Everybody wanna know what's goin on With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone Tryna' get prepared for the y2k And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world (hook) 4x You need a lesson you ??? rappin But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen We done changed the world Ghetto voices bein heard and failed ??? got my guns, better arm yourself ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you I have a dream, no, i have a wish If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids Let the world go, let these babies have somethin Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up You kill him, he'll kill you Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from Hungry little kids where i come from ??? not men where i come from (bridge) (hook to fade) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
Raisin’ hustlas, thieves, and prostitutes. Young homie think before you shoot—Murderaaaaah. Where will our children go, when there’s no (nowhere, no!) place safe where they can go? Bizzy And trouble may come and some time you’ll get pulled over by one-time. And when in 1999 rewinds didn’t even make any strides. Murder all around the whole world is nauseating. Everybody’s hatin’ everybody—over-rated. Why everybody actin' educated? I thought we graduated back in the saddle. Waitin' (board) aboard the battle station. Hation is a birth defect, and you know ain’t nobody perfect, and when the curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more. Big B. See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let Your blessings begin. And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!]. Flesh It got me ready to set off the riot. Ridin’ with my trues humbly united gathering souls. Here we go, roll up some more Phillies. My nigga let me hit it. Niggas we thuggin’ immortalized, let’s get high. It’s them niggas you most desire. I could remember from way back in the day coming up out of the ghetto was a hell of a struggle. For selling the fiends llello, but it was my dream to kick flows to put my people on another level. Like it'll be for the lust. (lust) Or could it be for the rush? (rush) My niggas love when they bust (bust). They steady buck and you duck. (duck) They'll put you deep in the dust. (dust) My niggas creepin’ on ah come up. (come up) Black nigga killa. (killa) Thuggish ruggish nigga. Nigga pin it, nigga finna desend into a dawn of a new millennium. Anticipatin’ life without Satan. Hatin’ and our enemies to Hell—I'm sendin' em. And let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!]. Layzie Everyday the devil at me. And I wish the Lord threw a hummer at me, I ain't happy. Me and Eazy-E in a B-E-N-Z with my niggas right next to me. It's my legacy, we can't let it stop us, unh unh, not now. The whole world endin' up the buck buck, pow! Corruption, destruction, disaster, everybody tryin' to rap faster than the master. Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old. The Lord knows we can do this shit. It ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause we can prove this shit. Nigga me, Stew, D's P.D., Freaky-G. The whole world wanna be rappin' with me. I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex. Babies havin' babies—Generation X. With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more. And I know they got a cure for this shit, we ain't rich. First we lost Eazy, then we lost Pac, Biggie got killled, when this shit gon’ stop? Everybody wanna know what's goin' on with the Thuggish Ruggish Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone. Tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K. And if I don't die today, I'm tryin' to change the world. And let’s change the world, {Change the world…} let’s change the world, {…change the world…} [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, {…I'ma goin' change the world!} let’s change the world. [worrrrld!] Wish You need a message, you could learn from rappin', but they tryin' to ban it—realize it ain't gonna happen. We done changed the world (world). Ghetto voices bein' heard and felt, you know it's funny. Got my guns better arm yourself. Most don’t' have a clue if it goes down what to do? Don't you know this government ain't vote for me and you? I have a dream, no I have a wish, if we can't save ourselves, damn, let's save the kids. Let the world go on (go on), let these babies have something, let the world go on (go on). Just don't blow this muthafucka up. You kill him, he'll kill you. Some say it's stupid but violence really lives where I come from (come from). Hungry little kids where I come from. (come from). Judge not me and where I come from. (come from, come from, come from) See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let Your blessings begin. And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world [worrrrld!]. |
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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 - 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 - 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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*3] [Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.] Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.] Bizzy Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-pop, outta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bail, when I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're bloody murder murdered. Comin' to serve you, runnin' with gats and bats and more, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll. Krayzie Krayzie's on, and I crept and I came up. Remember that killa, that nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thug, nigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it! Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up and startin' this rap thang, now. Never takin' no shorts or losses, man. No way, no how, poppin' now. I steady be thinkin' now that if I change my daily thang. Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick 'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered them every time, now. Bodies be drug off in dumpsters, execution double-nine style. Hey! Say, "Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll." When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. Layzie Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out. We livin' like trues, give it up to the bang, always stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the same, never goin' change. Out my hood, I claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid. The buddah, it run me forever, me blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous ways. Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. [Bottom line, nigga.] And Cleveland in your face. And nigga, we rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. We crept and we came. Bizzy [Krayzie] Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.] Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.] Wish Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told ya, get down for them thangs, man. But Bone still kickin' with the same trues thuggin' on the glock-glock. Ain't shit changed. Buck 'em! Fuck 'em! Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta. Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit. Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you would. Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag. Nigga, down for your cash. Nigga, that's your life. Nigga, it's like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to your throat. Bizzy [Krayzie] Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.] Flesh A nigga stay down foe my thang, bang, sendin' me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us. We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. Nigga, the fifth dawg. Maintain, swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong. On the ground they lay, when I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang. Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a game, man. We crept and we came. (crept and we came… [*6]) Krayzie Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3] Bizzy Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*4] Krayzie Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3] |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony
(BONE): Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to hide When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you (BIZZY): Head south, Slingin' it for Wally Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em And I'm gonna miss everybody I roll with Bone, my gang Look to dem rocks and slang And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same Lil' Layzie came to me Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay (LAYZIE): Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all 24/7 days God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face He's keepin' me safe and in my place? St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do? Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul? A-o-way-o (KRAYZIE): Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray Still we're lacin' Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all these thugs drinkin brew It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we got lastin' Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the crossroads Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby (WISH): Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry cry Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home What they did to Ruu was wrong Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can lean on (BONE): Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Chorus: (BIZZY & WISH): See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE): So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely (BIZZY): And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody (LAYZIE): Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die (FLESH): What's up with the murder ya'll See, my little cousin was home Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone (KRAYZIE): You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin easier Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do (WISH): Can somebody anybody tell me why Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I don't wanna die (BONE): Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo wrong Chorus: (BIZZY & WISH) See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE) So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely (Repeat gradually fading away) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony
(BONE): Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to hide When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you (BIZZY): Head south, Slingin' it for Wally Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em And I'm gonna miss everybody I roll with Bone, my gang Look to dem rocks and slang And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same Lil' Layzie came to me Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay (LAYZIE): Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all 24/7 days God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face He's keepin' me safe and in my place? St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do? Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul? A-o-way-o (KRAYZIE): Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray Still we're lacin' Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all these thugs drinkin brew It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we got lastin' Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the crossroads Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby (WISH): Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry cry Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home What they did to Ruu was wrong Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can lean on (BONE): Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Chorus: (BIZZY & WISH): See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE): So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely (BIZZY): And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody (LAYZIE): Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how we live And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die (FLESH): What's up with the murder ya'll See, my little cousin was home Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone (KRAYZIE): You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin easier Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do (WISH): Can somebody anybody tell me why Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I don't wanna die (BONE): Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo wrong Chorus: (BIZZY & WISH) See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE) So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads So you won't be lonely (Repeat gradually fading away) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Welcome to the darkside.
Backwards (Shatasha): It's the thuggish ruggish Bone. Eazy-E: Eternal. Eternal. Eternal St. Clair, niggas (niggas, niggas). (Laughing. Scream. Thunder.) Backwards (Bizzy): Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop before 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. 'Member to test nuts . . . (Explosion.) Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck! (Laughing.) Right back at your muthafuckin' ass comes those real true thugs staight off the Double Glock, puttin' it down for the muthafuckin' Land, takin' no shorts, no losses, puttin' it on these jealous, bitch-made, playa hatin' ass niggas. You better tell me what's real, bitch. Takin' over shit in the nine five, I bring to you, the one and only, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony. Nigga, this St. Clair (this St. Clair, this St. Clair) Layzie: Yeah, nigga. Krayzie: Execution double nine style, steadily fillin' them bodies underground. Bizzy: Nigga be all about that llello bankroll. Bet I make that money, man, then roll, put it on the dough, but I beat up hoes, and I peel 'em and bang. Gotta get them demons off me, creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul, and sleepin' ain't good til dawn. When I'm alone, and I'm dozin', bet I watch the door, then I won't be slippin', sleepin'. Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of twelve gauge shells, blood'll be spilled, one-eighty-seven and a two-eleven. Twelve gauge and an AK-47 spray. Lil' Ripsta killa now, put 'em off in a grave--they lay with a slug stuck all up in ya. When I roll with realer niggas, pop, pop. Drop to the sound, hit the ground, then I'm up to kill ya. Krayzie: Them St. Clair thugs, we love when they pumpin' them slugs, now what, see the blood from the scum, when I dug them enemies deep in the mud. They drugged. I roll with them trues. Snooze, you lose, end up on the alley floor fucked up. What's up with them shoes? Ooh, they new. So we runnin' off with my dog's Chucks. Bust a left at the block. Hey, what do ya know? Oh, no, the po-po--they follow. Copper gotta see the nigga layin' but can't escape, but nigga, remember my motto: me no surrender. Gotta get away, hit the fence with the quickness, hit the other side, and I swang to the ride, rollin' through the cut, hit ninety-five. Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill, gotta make a mill, better not get caught for real. Nigga, drop that bill, or I pop my steel. Ain't no competition, don't fuck with my click, and so listen you bitches that trippin' so get when we stickin' then lickin' them pockets. So drop that dollar, man. Gotta holler, bang. Fuckin' with a thug nigga smokin' blunts. Nigga, don't stiff on the weed, smoke it all, 'cause, nigga, you know when our pockets get right I'm a run and get a sack, and come choke, choke, choke. Layzie: Now you're fuckin' with these thuggish killas, creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride, gettin' high off thai. My niggas in the Land got glocks for days on the nine-nine. But I kill 'em all, dog. Bet Layzie don't fall with the twelve gauge eruption on niggas, so what now? Come, nigga, get buck, pow, and not only that, get shut the fuck down. And I'm talkin' about niggas that wanna contend with them thugstas. Some niggas done fucked up, never no playa haters in the click's allowed, and we never no bustas. Never catch a nigga sleep, hear the buckshots rang where the thugs in Cleveland dwell. Daily collectin' me mill, and I'll meet you in hell if all else fails. Oh, well. Krayzie: Execution double nine style, with Layzie: steadily sendin' that body underground. |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line (2001)
[Chorus]
Thugline guess who's back? Da Thugs Tell 'em who the real niggaz is man? Da Thugs Who the fuck ya come to see? Da Thugs The only niggaz down with me is Da Thugs Who the niggaz straight up off the Double Glock? Da Thugs Who them niggaz brought you Thug Luv with Pac (Bone) Da Thugs Who the niggaz mixing Hennessy and Gin? Da Thugs Let's start this shit up baby [Krayzie] Niggaz guessin it is my thug nature (thug nature) That motivates me to chase some paper (paper) Cause being broke (?) wasn't the plans when we made 'em Straight up you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up! Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last? Get up, get up (Thugs!) got to keep your hustle Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle You know i'm a thug for life I'm knowin you already knowin that Don't need to be showin that Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that that's what i'm doin (Thugs!) gonna go platinum outta the box The tracks out, the raps out And nigga don't act shocked You fuckin with Kray, Leatherface Sawed Off Slim Ghetto Cowboy (boy) whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up! (Thugs!) no need for flashin my jewerly to get a broad, hell no Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas I heard (I heard) them motherfuckas tryin to do the Thuggish Ruggish (Thugs!) bring it on, we about war world war! Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord [Chorus] Da thugs Who them motherfuckas wanna be like? Da Thugs Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write? Da Thugs Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for? Da Thugs If ya niggaz lookin for us playa here we go, Da Thugs Why the fuck the cops always fuckin with Da Thugs Fuck the police that's comin straight from Da Thugs Who your girlfriend left you for? Da Thugs Who them niggaz you scared to approach? Da Thugs [Krayzie - 2x] The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there Nigga you're runnin outta time (runnin outta time) See you with a cop, cause we be there pint ya! Thugs on the line, frontline [Krayzie] See Krayzie about that (Thugs!) nickels and profit Keepin my pockets all swollen Gimme that Bone Luv As you can see it's no longer Mo Thug That's your luck, cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps So why do I hear 'em speakin it different on the streets? But check it out (thugs!) i'm thru with trippin That's why I got on my mission and did this Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions Really I been in the cut now for quite a while When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style (Thugs!) now watch out this Harmonies speedin up (??????????) Ain't never been down before just so you know Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin Thugline (Thugs!) Fuck what you talkin stupid bitch it's what you walk Can you walk? and my thugs strut It's daily watch me walk, Da Thugs! I never really been one to claim no coast But yo that Cleveland nigga in here for sho' (In da house!) that I know [Chorus] Who them niggaz stealin t-shirts and khakies? Da Thugs Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin? Da Thugs Who they tryin to ban, who? Da Thugs And who don't give a damn, who? Da Thugs What you hearin when you turnin on the radio? Da Thugs Who you seein when you lookin at the video? Da Thugs Who them niggaz smokin blunts non-stop? Da Thugs Who them niggaz escape the block? Da Thugs [Krayzie] When you kick it with the thugs, when you smoke a little weed Call me up you know the thugs always keep it We got what you need just call me up, yeah Da Thugs teach the world (whole wide world) to be like What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone? Stay strong my nigga Fuck the law |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
[Chorus]
Thugline guess who's back? Da Thugs Tell 'em who the real niggaz is man? Da Thugs Who the fuck ya come to see? Da Thugs The only niggaz down with me is Da Thugs Who the niggaz straight up off the Double Glock? Da Thugs Who them niggaz brought you Thug Luv with Pac (Bone) Da Thugs Who the niggaz mixing Hennessy and Gin? Da Thugs Let's start this shit up baby [Krayzie] Niggaz guessin it is my thug nature (thug nature) That motivates me to chase some paper (paper) Cause being broke (?) wasn't the plans when we made 'em Straight up you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up! Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last? Get up, get up (Thugs!) got to keep your hustle Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle You know i'm a thug for life I'm knowin you already knowin that Don't need to be showin that Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that that's what i'm doin (Thugs!) gonna go platinum outta the box The tracks out, the raps out And nigga don't act shocked You fuckin with Kray, Leatherface Sawed Off Slim Ghetto Cowboy (boy) whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up! (Thugs!) no need for flashin my jewerly to get a broad, hell no Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas I heard (I heard) them motherfuckas tryin to do the Thuggish Ruggish (Thugs!) bring it on, we about war world war! Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord [Chorus] Da thugs Who them motherfuckas wanna be like? Da Thugs Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write? Da Thugs Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for? Da Thugs If ya niggaz lookin for us playa here we go, Da Thugs Why the fuck the cops always fuckin with Da Thugs Fuck the police that's comin straight from Da Thugs Who your girlfriend left you for? Da Thugs Who them niggaz you scared to approach? Da Thugs [Krayzie - 2x] The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there Nigga you're runnin outta time (runnin outta time) See you with a cop, cause we be there pint ya! Thugs on the line, frontline [Krayzie] See Krayzie about that (Thugs!) nickels and profit Keepin my pockets all swollen Gimme that Bone Luv As you can see it's no longer Mo Thug That's your luck, cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps So why do I hear 'em speakin it different on the streets? But check it out (thugs!) i'm thru with trippin That's why I got on my mission and did this Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions Really I been in the cut now for quite a while When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style (Thugs!) now watch out this Harmonies speedin up (??????????) Ain't never been down before just so you know Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin Thugline (Thugs!) Fuck what you talkin stupid bitch it's what you walk Can you walk? and my thugs strut It's daily watch me walk, Da Thugs! I never really been one to claim no coast But yo that Cleveland nigga in here for sho' (In da house!) that I know [Chorus] Who them niggaz stealin t-shirts and khakies? Da Thugs Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin? Da Thugs Who they tryin to ban, who? Da Thugs And who don't give a damn, who? Da Thugs What you hearin when you turnin on the radio? Da Thugs Who you seein when you lookin at the video? Da Thugs Who them niggaz smokin blunts non-stop? Da Thugs Who them niggaz escape the block? Da Thugs [Krayzie] When you kick it with the thugs, when you smoke a little weed Call me up you know the thugs always keep it We got what you need just call me up, yeah Da Thugs teach the world (whole wide world) to be like What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone? Stay strong my nigga Fuck the law |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
[Chorus]
Thugline guess who's back? Da Thugs Tell 'em who the real niggaz is man? Da Thugs Who the fuck ya come to see? Da Thugs The only niggaz down with me is Da Thugs Who the niggaz straight up off the Double Glock? Da Thugs Who them niggaz brought you Thug Luv with Pac (Bone) Da Thugs Who the niggaz mixing Hennessy and Gin? Da Thugs Let's start this shit up baby [Krayzie] Niggaz guessin it is my thug nature (thug nature) That motivates me to chase some paper (paper) Cause being broke (?) wasn't the plans when we made 'em Straight up you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up! Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last? Get up, get up (Thugs!) got to keep your hustle Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle You know i'm a thug for life I'm knowin you already knowin that Don't need to be showin that Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that that's what i'm doin (Thugs!) gonna go platinum outta the box The tracks out, the raps out And nigga don't act shocked You fuckin with Kray, Leatherface Sawed Off Slim Ghetto Cowboy (boy) whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up! (Thugs!) no need for flashin my jewerly to get a broad, hell no Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas I heard (I heard) them motherfuckas tryin to do the Thuggish Ruggish (Thugs!) bring it on, we about war world war! Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord [Chorus] Da thugs Who them motherfuckas wanna be like? Da Thugs Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write? Da Thugs Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for? Da Thugs If ya niggaz lookin for us playa here we go, Da Thugs Why the fuck the cops always fuckin with Da Thugs Fuck the police that's comin straight from Da Thugs Who your girlfriend left you for? Da Thugs Who them niggaz you scared to approach? Da Thugs [Krayzie - 2x] The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there Nigga you're runnin outta time (runnin outta time) See you with a cop, cause we be there pint ya! Thugs on the line, frontline [Krayzie] See Krayzie about that (Thugs!) nickels and profit Keepin my pockets all swollen Gimme that Bone Luv As you can see it's no longer Mo Thug That's your luck, cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps So why do I hear 'em speakin it different on the streets? But check it out (thugs!) i'm thru with trippin That's why I got on my mission and did this Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions Really I been in the cut now for quite a while When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style (Thugs!) now watch out this Harmonies speedin up (??????????) Ain't never been down before just so you know Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin Thugline (Thugs!) Fuck what you talkin stupid bitch it's what you walk Can you walk? and my thugs strut It's daily watch me walk, Da Thugs! I never really been one to claim no coast But yo that Cleveland nigga in here for sho' (In da house!) that I know [Chorus] Who them niggaz stealin t-shirts and khakies? Da Thugs Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin? Da Thugs Who they tryin to ban, who? Da Thugs And who don't give a damn, who? Da Thugs What you hearin when you turnin on the radio? Da Thugs Who you seein when you lookin at the video? Da Thugs Who them niggaz smokin blunts non-stop? Da Thugs Who them niggaz escape the block? Da Thugs [Krayzie] When you kick it with the thugs, when you smoke a little weed Call me up you know the thugs always keep it We got what you need just call me up, yeah Da Thugs teach the world (whole wide world) to be like What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone? Stay strong my nigga Fuck the law |
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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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
Krayzie:
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.] Layzie: 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′ shiftin′ 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 hear what I told ya [told ya]. We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin′ y′all, all a y′all, all a y′all. Krayzie: 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 you think 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.] Layzie: 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 turn. Sherm, but a lot of niggas won′t learn, but the money that I earn, won′t burn, so come again. Wish: 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, yeah, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down. Bizzy: 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 stress from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. No peace, no peace. Krayzie: 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.] Bizzy: 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 up and 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 outta the 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. Krayzie: 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, oh no, ′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 your brains 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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Bizzy (Police Officer)
Shhh! Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga. Here they come. Here they come. Here they come, nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down. Shit! (There they are.) Shit, come on, nigga. Come on! (These assholes are nothin' for a stake out.) Make a run for it. Nigga make a... (Freeze, motherfucker!) Shit! Bizzy (Krayzie) I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leathaface comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...) Willin' and ready to ride. Krayzie Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock, done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun, leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin' with Bone, you better believe we livin' like soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga just throw your pumps in the air. Then you pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga. Better check my manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler. Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse, run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed, man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we goin' blaze good. So come to the Land where all the thugs be real. Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch a slug or chill, nigga. Bizzy (Krayzie) I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leather Face comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...) Willin' and ready to ride. Bizzy (Police Officer) (Lie down with your hands behind your back!) Naw bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now! Reporter The seemingly routine investigation had become a horrible nightmare. Bizzy Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump, better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns, run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody (bloody) once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried. P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin' about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a mental state, somebody gonna die, now. Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs. Witnesses Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on. I'm just walkin' by. Just got a?bought a bottle of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled. (That was it.) I'm not sure what happened. Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said, "Don't jump." And he did...wheeeeeew Did you know the guy? He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell you. All I seen was them put the lady in a police car and take her away, I guess it was his wife. |
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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 Mariah Carey - Don't Forget About Us [2 Track] [single] (2007)
Just let it die
With no goodbyes Details don't matter We both paid the price Tears in my eyes You know sometimes It'd be like that baby Now every time I see you I pretend I'm fine When I want to reach out to you But I turn around And I let it ride Baby I must confess We were bigger than anything Remember us at our best And don't forget about... Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us Oh they say That you're in a new relationship But we both know Nothing comes close to What we had, it perseveres That we both can't forget it How good we used to get it There's only one me and you And how we used to shine No matter what you go through We are one, that's a fact That you can't deny So baby we just can't let The fire pass us by Forever we'd both regret So don't forget about Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us And if she's got your head all messed up now That's the trickery She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be I bet she can't do it like me She'll never be MC Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us |
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from Mariah Carey - Shake It Off (Remixes) [single] (2007)
Just let it die
With no goodbyes Details don't matter We both paid the price Tears in my eyes You know sometimes It'd be like that baby Now every time I see you I pretend I'm fine When I want to reach out to you But I turn around And I let it ride Baby I must confess We were bigger than anything Remember us at our best And don't forget about... Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us Oh they say That you're in a new relationship But we both know Nothing comes close to What we had, it perseveres That we both can't forget it How good we used to get it There's only one me and you And how we used to shine No matter what you go through We are one, that's a fact That you can't deny So baby we just can't let The fire pass us by Forever we'd both regret So don't forget about Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us And if she's got your head all messed up now That's the trickery She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be I bet she can't do it like me She'll never be MC Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us Late nights, playing in the dark And waking up inside my arms Boy you'll always be in my heart and I can see it in your eyes You still want it So don't forget about us I'm just speaking from experience Nothing can compare to your first true love So I hope this will remind you When it's for real, it's forever So don't forget about us |
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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 - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's gonna be all right) all right. [*4] So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3] Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever, runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes, you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin' God to come help us, please God! Krayzie Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2] Wish Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin' ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face, ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) Bizzy And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us! Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Flesh I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d?? vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside, couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry ?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be feelin' harmed. Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Layzie Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation. Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet, man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin? my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2] Bang |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's gonna be all right) all right. [*4] So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3] Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever, runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes, you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin' God to come help us, please God! Krayzie Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2] Wish Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin' ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face, ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) Bizzy And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us! Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Flesh I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d?? vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside, couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry ?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be feelin' harmed. Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Layzie Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation. Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet, man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin? my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2] Bang |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's gonna be all right) all right. [*4] So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3] Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever, runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes, you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin' God to come help us, please God! Krayzie Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2] Wish Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin' ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face, ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) Bizzy And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us! Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Flesh I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d?? vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside, couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry ?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be feelin' harmed. Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Layzie Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation. Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet, man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin? my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry! Krayzie So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2] Bang |
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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 Krayzie Bone - Thug Mentality 1999 (1999)
Dum. Da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. Dum, dum, da-dum, dum, da-dum,
dum, dum, dum, dum. They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga you ain't never lied]. Up in the mornin' and I feel like I don't wanna be livin', better off dead without no bread. Have you ever felt that feelin'? Unsatisfied, feelin' like you wanna die when you reach into your pocket and can't even find not even enough to go purchase a dime sack of weed. But fuck that, I got come up in my blood, plus it's the first of the month, nigga what, the perfect time to come up. The only problem is I'm broke and ain't got no dope. But as I was standin?at my bathroom mirror, I look at the soap. Shit, soap look a little like dope. You scandalous nigga! Then I chop, chop up me some counterfeit amphetamines. But wait a minute, wait, wait a minute now, what if they want to taste it? Then quickly for cash, nigga dash to the kitchen get the bread bag. Wrap that bread around some soap, now I got the bread crumb dum-dum dope. It might sound funny but it ain't no joke cause doin' this shit could get a nigga smoked, man. But fuck it! Young nigga gotta get them duckets. Hit the medicine cabinet for the final touches, Orajel for the numbness. Then I hit the corner with a handful of bread crumbs, nigga got the dum-dum for ya [for ya] and I pump on approach if you say it ain't dope, only dealin' 'cause I hear that they sober. Peep, creep on a come up, I'll wait for a fiend to roll up, and walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he showed me the greens. Said, "Hold up. Gotta get my stash." Nigga need a twenty, and I got that faded. Lovin' these yum-yum's, glad I made it, I just hope this nigga don't try to taste it. I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovely. But as he pulled off I pinned that he put a rock up in his mouth [mouth], so he gon' come back for his money. I pinned that he braked, he skid, put it in reverse and he came back quick. Fiend jumped out and he talkin' all big, this is what happened to this bitch: we beat him, and finished him off and he never came 'round here no more cause the nigga ran into yours-truly. Poor, and a nigga scored. Lord forgive me but I can't remember the last time I ate. Now I gots to go get me a plate or we pin ?m up proper. Only spent three dollars and forty four cent, nigga full, now I gotta get bent. Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty six cent, hell yeah! These dum dums got a nigga off the hook, they got booked, took, shook, look, got dope, but it ain't dope, so I guess you could call me a crooked crook. Hey, do ya know somebody like me? I don't think so, cause ain't nobody. I see down for the crime like I'm down for mine, and if I gotta, nigga, I cheat, cheat. They call me the Dummy Man [the Dummy Man ...], and I'm up early tryin?to slang my dope [I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks.]. The fiends, they get awfully mad [awfuly mad ...] when they go broke on dope, and it's really soap [My nigga you ain't never lied]. So fuck with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest rocks up on the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block man]. Say, fuck with me, I got them chops man [choppa, choppa, choppa]. The biggest rocks up on the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block man]. |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Layzie
East 1999 my niggas! Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums. Krayzie Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???). Bizzy Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs. Flesh Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers. Wish Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves. Wish (Layzie & Krayzie) Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4) (East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8) |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)
Layzie
East 1999 my niggas! Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums. Krayzie Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???). Bizzy Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs. Flesh Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers. Wish Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves. Wish (Layzie & Krayzie) Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4) (East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8) |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
[Krayzie] What's happenin nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga? Ain't notin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is What's up nigga what you need? [Krayzie] I need some weed [Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit da weed no more [Krayzie] What? [Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit Man this shit called ecstasy man [Krayzie] Ecstasy, what? [Dealer] Nigga this tha shit, man Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everythang, nigga Look I'ma give you one of these muthafucka's let you try this muthafucka out, man And I bet you be callin me tomorrow talkin 'bout you wan't some more of this shit Man I'm tellin you; shit have you on the level Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit Boy, I'm tellin you boy [Krayzie] This nigga trippin [Dealer] This shit will have you on the level [Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them muthafuckas dere man [Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga [Krayzie Bone] I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I'm floatin in ecstasy. [4x] [Krayzie Bone] As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth An' I'm thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time, cause what if I don't even get high Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high, until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason Now I'm tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW I guess I'm floatin in ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me) [Krayzie Bone |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)
[Krayzie] What's happenin nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga? Ain't notin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is What's up nigga what you need? [Krayzie] I need some weed [Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit da weed no more [Krayzie] What? [Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit Man this shit called ecstasy man [Krayzie] Ecstasy, what? [Dealer] Nigga this tha shit, man Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everythang, nigga Look I'ma give you one of these muthafucka's let you try this muthafucka out, man And I bet you be callin me tomorrow talkin 'bout you wan't some more of this shit Man I'm tellin you; shit have you on the level Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit Boy, I'm tellin you boy [Krayzie] This nigga trippin [Dealer] This shit will have you on the level [Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them muthafuckas dere man [Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga [Krayzie Bone] I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I'm floatin in ecstasy. [4x] [Krayzie Bone] As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth An' I'm thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time, cause what if I don't even get high Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high, until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason Now I'm tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW I guess I'm floatin in ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me) [Krayzie Bone |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)
Krayzie "Krayzie The Dealer" What’s happenin' nigga? "Hell yeah, what’s up my nigga? Ain’ t nothin’ just out here grindin my nigga, you know what it is.” “What’s up nigga what you need?” I need some weed nigga. “Aw man I don’t even fuck with the weed no more.” What? “Aw hell no man I got this new shit man, this shit called ecstasy man.” Ecstasy what… “Nigga this the shit (… the fuck) I’m telling you.” “Nigga this shit’ll have you on the level with your female and everything nigga.” “Look, (This nigga trippin’) I’ma give you one of these muthafuckas, let you try this muthafucka out man.” Man what the fuck is this shit, this muthafuckin crack or something? “And I’ll bet you’ll be calling me tomorrow talking about you want some more of this shit.” “I’m telling you this shit’ll have you on the level man, you need to put the weed down and fuck with this shit boy, I’m telling you boy.” (This nigga trippin’…) “I’m telling you boy, shit have you on the level.” Fuck it, give me one of them muthafuckas then, ain't no muthafuckin weed out here! “Here take that one and call me in the morning nigga!” I feel so “Z” (I feel so ziggety, ziggety, ziggety)…cause I’m floatin’ in ecstasy, I’m floatin' in ecstasy (*4) As you can see I took the pill, I took the pill, went right to the house, house. Grabbed the shot of liquor, pop-pop-popped it in my mouth. And I’m thinking to myself that this might be a waste of my time, cause what if I don’t even get high. Thirty minutes done went by, I didn’t even seem high. Until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason now I’m tweakin’. Then I tried to walk but I was slooow…I guess I’m floatin’ in ecstasy. Just like that nigga told me. Flesh [Krayzie] I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4) My nigga well I'll be doped (doped), and I'm tokin’ on somethin'. Oh damn and it ain't no joke. Calico's and red beams, and scopes for the niggas that want to rob me for my mojo. Feeling so “Z”, ‘cause I'm floatin’ in Ecstasy, (All right!) Ahh! My nigga just call up the homie to hook us up on that liquid "G", and if these hoes don’t wanna sex me, they gotta shake the spot quickly. I'm feelin’ my high, but I'm also feelin’ way low, go down, I’m stuck in-between fuckin' with Rose Royce and that ain't gon' ease my choice. Well, hell just throw in a few more Diablos. Look at Flesh Bone so chill. Adrenaline pumped through my body. Feelin’ hot and exotic with an arced cock. I'm feelin' too sexy for my muthafuckin self. Gotta find my bitch and I’m gonna fuck her ass to death! Flesh [Krayzie] I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in Ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4) Layzie As soon as my niggas told me the level, I started to see the devil. Nigga was floatin in ecstasy. Shit I took the pill, couldn't feel nuttin' so I’m drinkin’. But about 30 more minutes later, nigga was on the couch faintin’, palms sweaty. Man why in the fuck y’all let me do this? I’m lookin at my homegirl like I want her, nigga this some new shit (new shit). I realized (realized, realized), nigga took one step and started stumblin’. And I was tryin’ to call my niggas but they couldn’t hear me so I guess I’m mumblin. Fall all off into something. But I guess I’m on a mission, telling my niggas that I love ‘em now but ain’t nobody listenin’. Whistlin’, hangin’ out the window, need me some Indo to let go. Lay, B, Sylk E Fine-ine-ine float in that expo. Knock, knock knock at the door. (Who at the door?) But nigga was paranoid so I grabbed the gun and bucked it at the floor. Ooh- ee shit happens! My family got me faded. But I’m runnin’ to see because--cause a nigga can’t take it (take it, take it), shake it. If I can (huh?) but I’ll blend in with (what…huh… what…huh?) the killers. And I wish E. was here to feel pillish, pillish, pillish, pillish. Wish I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’ with that ecstasy. Come roll with me. I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’ with that ecstasy. (*2) I’ve been smokin’ weed for a very long time, why should I change? And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain, brain. Not I, why should I just to get high when weed gets me high when weed gets me high? “Nigga try this here,” they said “Better than that there,” they said “You’d like it, you’d like it,” so I tried it, I tried it. I thought this shit'll have a nigga high and horny. I’m high but I’m too high, wanna hurt somebody. Nigga you trip and get ahold of that shit and ride that high, yeah. When I’m trippin’ nobody moves, moves, won’t nobody get hurt. Bizzy Hoe's around. I'm yawnin’. Man she ain’t even in the car! Baby hopefully we hide all the LSD. We should slow down. We ridin’ on the highway, get the wheel so I can go down low and on 70 my way. Tasha…shh, she twitchin', feelin so ziggety ziggety ziggety drop these bitches, fuckin bitches pity. Be pilled out, peelin' out, movin' slow and Bizzy be rock hard, tongue wet let me go. We in the club drunk (drunk), fucked up, and still rollin’. They know my pockets swollen, hold up, show ‘em what we holdin. We rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ and rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ I (Ah!) feel so ziggety ziggety ziggety I’ll be rollin' off that ecstasy (*2) And we rollin’ off that ecstasy. (*4) Fuck it! Give me a pill nigga. Sock it to me! (Wooooo!) Oh shit! Oh shit! |
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from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)
Layzie (Spoken):
Where you from, nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless. Five true thugs from the double-glock, (and you fall) ready to pop to the dome. Eternally, it's on. Yeah! Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla--better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, nigga, we told you. Bone be stalkin' sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Oops! I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off, they thought they can hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fuck with the chain gang. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion. Krayzie (Layzie): Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim) Bizzy: (Pow, now) Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Be pap-pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darkness?East 99. Mine the thugs, I loves 'em. Heartless, yeah! Follow me, now, and ride. Follow me, come inside. You can run, but won't escape alive. So many tried, but died. Krayzie: Niggas be runnin' and duckin' the bullets. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me (chase me), so me ready with-a-me gauge. Bang-bang! Put 'em in a coffin. Buck, pump. Dumpin' they bodies, come again. Dumpin' they bodies, murder them, who in they posse? Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swang. Niggas slang that 'caine and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth and now, nigga, let's roll some shit. Let's smoke. Out thuggin' for money, well damn, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. Nigga, me fucked up now. Little Tommy screamin' out, "Six-five!" That's when-a-me jumped up. I'm out, now. Little nigga playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Bill, Will, Rod J. Nigga need some weed. That's funny, I ain't got no money. Nigga put me down, swing to the bus stop. Swig some brews. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Four crazy niggas with nothin' to lose. Krayzie (Layzie): Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim) Pow! Wish: Hey, now from the C-Town. We be down, thug niggas know Strate came up. Nigga, wanna test? Must rest buckshots all in that chest, he's fucked up. Killas for the nigga that's real, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' fall. My Cleveland niggas, what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Bang-bang if you have to. Beatin' niggas down in any town. Now don't let me catch you. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday niggas get beat down. Better think before you run up. I gun up. But I think he peeps game now. To the niggas, there's just nobody fuckin' with Bone. Swang with a click tight claim. It's on. Eternally flow style, nigga that's Bone. Krayzie (Layzie): Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim.) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim.) Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.) Pow! (*3) |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line (2001)
Everybody wanna be thugs They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand Niggaz for they self, no love And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand [Verse 1: Krayzie] I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something Like some paper, cash money Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty Temptation over took my devils persuasion Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid In the streets we play for keeps Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc We havin none of that, so scandalous You better keep your protection Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up [Chorus] [Verse 2: Krayzie] See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11 Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else Got a mind of my own aside from Bone So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone Cause I got the chrome Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits) Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit Thugline, frontline Nigga it ain't scared, we done time Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler What you came with it just ain't enough To tame the thug, we aim |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand Niggaz for they self, no love And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand [Verse 1: Krayzie] I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something Like some paper, cash money Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty Temptation over took my devils persuasion Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid In the streets we play for keeps Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc We havin none of that, so scandalous You better keep your protection Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up [Chorus] [Verse 2: Krayzie] See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11 Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else Got a mind of my own aside from Bone So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone Cause I got the chrome Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits) Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit Thugline, frontline Nigga it ain't scared, we done time Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler What you came with it just ain't enough To tame the thug, we aim |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand Niggaz for they self, no love And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand [Verse 1: Krayzie] I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something Like some paper, cash money Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty Temptation over took my devils persuasion Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid In the streets we play for keeps Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc We havin none of that, so scandalous You better keep your protection Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up [Chorus] [Verse 2: Krayzie] See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11 Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else Got a mind of my own aside from Bone So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone Cause I got the chrome Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits) Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit Thugline, frontline Nigga it ain't scared, we done time Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler What you came with it just ain't enough To tame the thug, we aim |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)
Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they try to bring me in court for child support Women deception and they lies I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe I have to go and serve state time There's always somebody talkin' 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine Everytime I turn around there's somebody straight trippin' Hatin' on a mission, fakin' on a nigga They always talk with some dump in they mouth Like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches They gotta realize that it's five of the realest Everytime that I turn around Somebody all up in my business Actin' like you know me, I've never seen homie He try to lean on me I'ma put the beam on him Tele-screen on me, really if he only Knew that we split him like a blunt then roll him Everytime I turn around I see another phony Thug haters really seem weak for the moment Bone Thug niggas never beat, we told 'em Guess they thinkin' niggaz was weak but we showed 'em We on top it ain't no stoppin' us, the suckas wishin' we would go away So they can flood the game with that garbage I'm poppin' 'em, stoppin 'em, any day they wanna get with Kray Kray, take action, Jackson Everytime that I turn around I'm duckin' haters over here, haters over there Everywhere I turn they everywhere Everytime that I turn around Duckin' haters over here, haters over there Everywhere I turn they everywhere Everytime I turn around somebody doin' somethin' foul I can't turn my back without these haters tryin' to shut me down Plot and I watch, strategize but the clock Is sayin' time don't wait for nothin', it don't stop Crabs in a bucket make me wanna say fuck it Like pop, pop, pop, pop, pop but y'all lucky Eastside, front to back, we guard that Don't nobody want you when yo' ass is broke flat? Yeah, nigga all that, we livin' in a cruel world It's rough in the ghetto but we put family first When friends turn to foes and the enemy's exposed That's when you gotta move on and kick dirt My wife and my seeds dependin' on me To make it home safe with them groceries How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me Yeah, I'm in association but I'm playin' for my own team Too much division, head-on collisions Is blockin' my visionary skills Get back to the mission to pay my own bills Stay on point and I guard my own grills Skills I'm possessin', in my possession Why they wanna rob a little nigga for the blessin'? Who is you helpin', the world or yourself? Put it on the table 'cause that's the real question Everytime that I turn around Turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn Everytime that I turn, every time that I turn around Everytime that I turn around Keep it thuggin' green, nigga sweet, come get it I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage I know you didn't feel it when a nigga didn't call ya Keep your CD, save your money, it's hard to make a dollar You wastin' your time, swallow your pride, be smart You good to take advice? Alright, nigga get a job And a message to the niggas tryin' to sue me You make me hate the spotlight 'Cause I really wanna do you Lazy ass bums, in the cut cowards Back door pussies stretchin' them undeserved dollars I know you want a taste, I'ma bring it to your face Bring it to your face, say it to your face I hear your little chatter sayin' that the Bone done Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that thug love But Bone got a category, fan base thug love Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it Y'all niggaz chump change, chase fame, earn mine Within the right to take mine Take it to the top with a dream from the block Didn't believe, now they got they hands out Make me feel bad with the weight on my shoulders Damn, everytime I turn around Everytime that I turn around Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers Come with the drama, nothin' can break us Everytime that I turn around Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers Come with the drama, nothin can break us Everytime I turn around Somebody givin' me the rules, a new ordeal The cops harassin', shakin' me down on parole And put a nigga through the whole damn spiel This kid lookin' polished No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album Stack keep it full throttle They lookin' for the heat, that's why they got 'em, C-L-E my motto Within the Lord I'll abide Example of a good role model I'm tryin' to provide But every time they pull me over, it's like I'm back on trial They tryin' to catch a thug dirty while I'm ridin' You see a nigga fully rehabilitated Back reunited with my fam, still we are the greatest Broke up then we woke up Spoke up, niggas got it together and made up Now we got 'em jumpin' back on the bandwagon When we gon' drop? That's all they keep askin' When we do this shit we'll hit the fan Every sucka that hated on they gon' get a thrashin' now Everytime I turn around These biters tryin' to take our sound But yo it ain't nothin' that can fade our style, my style Everytime that I turn around You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere Everytime that I turn around You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere Everytime I turn around gotta listen to the sound Of the negative crawlin' all over the ground Like look what you did, let me enter in your kiss Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place Never gon' eat that, eat that Satan the original serpent on his last track Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin' on his belly Lookin' for his celly, I can call the telly L.A., Kelly Rowland, rollin' Next my ass, I know you bitch You gets no ass, goin' down like Nelly Everytime that I turn around You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere Everytime that I turn around You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere Everytime that I turn around Everytime that I turn around |
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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 B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)
Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. Krayzie: Yo, fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color. Some police think they have the authority to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell. Fuckin' with a nigga, 'cause a nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they play us, search a nigga car, lookin' for a product, thinkin' every thug nigga sellin' narcotics. They'd rather see me in the pen, than me blowin' indo rollin' in my Benz-o. I send the police to the grave, and when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none, but don't let it be a black and a white one, 'cause they'll slam ya down to the street t op. Black police showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone will swarm on any muthafucka in a blue uniform. Just 'cause I'm from the C-L-E, the punk muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh. A young nigga on the warpath, and when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath of cops dying around my way. Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to say: [Sirens blaring.] Layzie: Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . . Krayzie: Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. Krayzie and Layzie: Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority, 'cause the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and it's whenever I'm steppin' that a muthafuckin' weapon is kept in the stash spot for the so-called law, wishin' Bone was some niggas that they never saw. Lights start flashin' behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so they mase me to blind me, but that shit don't work. I just laugh, and plus, it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path. The police, I'm sayin', "Fuck you, punk." Readin' my rights and shit. It's all junk. Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast. I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime, and I'm a smoke 'em now and not next time. Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me and any asshole that threatens me. I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope, takin' out a cop or two. They can' t fuck with me. The muthafuckin' killa that's mad with potential to get bad as fuck. Now I'm a turn it around--dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound: [Two Gunshots.] Yeah, somethin' like that, but it all depends on the size of the strap. Takin' out a police will make my day, and the niggas like Bone, don't give a fuck to say . . . [Sirens blaring.] Layzie: Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . . Krayzie: Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. Layzie: I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins. Sweatin' my thug, while we be thuggin' in the shack and shinin' the lights in my face and for what? Maybe it's because I'm kickin' so much butt. I kick ass, nigga. Maybe, 'cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga when I'm playin' with the trigger of an uzi or an AK, 'cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say. They pull out my picture with silence, 'cause my identity along with my groups causes violence. It's Bone with the criminal behavior. Yeah, I'm thugsta, nigga, but still I got flavor. Without a gun and a badge, what do you got? A nigga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me or one of my niggas, and with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger. Krayzie: Size don't mean shit. I'm from the old school, fool. Layzie: And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule. Whenever I'm rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a dumb muthafucka with a gun. And when I'm rollin' off the Eight, you'll be the one that I take out, and then I get away, and while I'm drivin' off laughin', this is what I say, believe that . . . [Sirens blaring.] Layzie: Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . . Krayzie: Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. |
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from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)
'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) 'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) Hey, run up on me nigga You better be ready with your heat If you wanna know if I'm really a G Then get out your car and come see And I'm like a battering ram Knockin' them bustas flat on their back I'll show 'em how bad I am The baddest when it comes to this rap My nigga now Flesh is home Bizzy Bone, he's still insane And I'm still hangin' with with Lay This nigga Wish Bone, he ain't changed D.J. U, Neek supplied the beat That nigga's still creepin' up on a come up (Yeah) They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done What? We claimed and we say the game is done A hot rapper that ain't used Bone's flow? Name me one, I'll wait Nigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do Just remember this here, uh, huh This for my aces and my spades, all of my N.W.A's All of my above the law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade Hey, it's like a pay day nigga Flesh gon' call it a lay day, nigga I'ma call it a Kray day nigga, you Bizzy Wishin', this mayday, nigga I got an AK, nigga, like my name was Jeremy My heart like Stew's nigga so these niggas is scared of me They don't compare to me Never gonna get ahead of me Money the mission, it better be Livin' my life heavenly These streets is watchin' me, studyin' B-O-N-E The hustle is really in me, so money we makin' plenty 'Bout the skills and the bills, still collectin' for the thrill So ill with the real, I just tell the bear to chill 'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) 'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) My niggas we at you on a do or die mission It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait And they took it now since they hooked Flesh will cut 'em up something lovely And serve em one hell of a platter, worse than a natural disaster They should've expected this chapter But there's no way to prepare plus they game ain't ready for it Themoriginal thugs, got something that'll shut all you bitch niggas up Trust, that facts don't lie, stack's about to take flight No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap When I cut off your fuckin' light switch Shakin' you niggas up with each medley So heavy it's deadly still the rawest of reaper melody Fresh off the main line from the pen And the county right back to the block No matter where we at we holdin' it down 'G' Some of you niggas got soldiers How many of you got it that need to have a hole in 'em Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that And pop a cold one, huh Like fuck, ain't too many that can walk in my shoes I never think of losin', I do my part with a lot heart So I suggest you stay up out of my ozone And listen so it's clearly in the block with that top gone Don't pretend I'll bust first 'cause that's If they do fear and now you wanna argue Getting back would be my new career retire on that ass You sick with that flow but I'm so quick with that grab and blast You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass So we can do my thugstas like, whoa Silence is all you hear and ain't nobody talking You just gone, play with me, nigga 'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) 'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie, don't lie) These are the signs of time, time, time These are the signs of time, time, time These are the signs of time, time, time These are the signs of time, time, time |
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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 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010) | |||||
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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 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 [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 - 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 - 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 Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line (2001)
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(Chorus: repeat 2X) Gemini, everytime I try to use my mind seems like I gotta fight two sides and I never know which one's right That's my life (Krayzie Bone) Man since I been off in this music business shit has gotten crazy I gotta be dealing wit devils bitches and bustas daily All ah dem was screamin to take me on that long ride Journey or mission, whatever you wanna call it they tryin to get me Listen, I'm hearing voices sayin Kill dem muthaphukkaz dead Other voices saying be humble man and understand I try to be level headed but it seems the devils winnin try to do the right thing but I always end up sinnin Pin Me God wont forgive you when you pray and do the same shit So I repent, and you can't even pay yo rent If it ain't no dollars ain't no sense right now But as I stop and think, a nigga got kids right now And mine got ta eat But they can't eat if daddy's dead or in jail So, what would you do choose heaven or hell If it's hell, you'd probly come up fast, and die That's why {and i} I wonder why heaven ain't the chance on my mind (deep voice Krayzie) Listen nigga, you plan on having thought of thangs then fuck everybody else, think about yo self Them muthaphukkaz never gave you shit Fuck that nigga take that bitch You smoke all the muthaphukkin reefa you give Kill any muthaphukka you feel need to be killed And the niggaz that used to run wit cha they ain't cha friends them niggas is out ta get cha And fuck this Ruthless bitch them muthaphukkaz ain't paid you for shit If I was you and you was me then i'll bust in that office and take my profits But nah, you muthaphukkaz tryin ta go to heaven Be broke and ain't nobody bless you What happen to the muthaphukkin nigga I know The nigga that was lokking the let the guns smoke You a mastermind you need to say fuck this rap shit and put it in some crime {sometimes} You money waitin nigga Ya muthaphukkin money ways niggas Don't let chu know you gotta fight these niggas) You know you got damn right Handle my pistol dawg cuz I den got hype Finna be some muthaphukkaz dying tonight the shit ain't right Cuz I den stayed humble and kept it real wit chu hoes (and muthaphukkaz try to play me still nigga I know) Yeah muthaphukkaz is thinkin a nigga got soft and I dropped my sawed off and I won't break em off But chu know a nigga (show dem niggas) hoe ass niggas (told dem niggas) If I had to fake that is was on (Stop hold up nigga wait don't go makin a mistake wit cho life) (Man fuck this hoe shit niggas is bout ta ride) But wait, what chu mean make a mistake muthaphukkaz owe me (But killing ain't the way ta get it please hear me) Well how the fuck I'm pose to eat (ain't no other way) (but it is) (it ain't fuck that) How you feel it is (Oh shit) (You got ta pray, they'll be a better day I can bet there'll be a better way but chu gotta keep ya faith don't let them demons take Ya soul don't sell ya soul no Remember what chu reap ya so, and if you try ta cheat he know) (Fuck that save the world shit don't listen to that garbage don't chu know niggas gone die hell regardless don't chu got a family nigga what about cho daughter) (And that's just the reason you should trust in the Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord) So what am I to do, go dance with the devil or be true ta you know who get paid I make due But the bad is lookin good and the good is lookin bad Shit you be the judge of that dat. (Chorus) - repeat until fade |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Explicit Version] (2001)
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(Chorus: repeat 2X) Gemini, everytime I try to use my mind seems like I gotta fight two sides and I never know which one's right That's my life (Krayzie Bone) Man since I been off in this music business shit has gotten crazy I gotta be dealing wit devils bitches and bustas daily All ah dem was screamin to take me on that long ride Journey or mission, whatever you wanna call it they tryin to get me Listen, I'm hearing voices sayin Kill dem muthaphukkaz dead Other voices saying be humble man and understand I try to be level headed but it seems the devils winnin try to do the right thing but I always end up sinnin Pin Me God wont forgive you when you pray and do the same shit So I repent, and you can't even pay yo rent If it ain't no dollars ain't no sense right now But as I stop and think, a nigga got kids right now And mine got ta eat But they can't eat if daddy's dead or in jail So, what would you do choose heaven or hell If it's hell, you'd probly come up fast, and die That's why {and i} I wonder why heaven ain't the chance on my mind (deep voice Krayzie) Listen nigga, you plan on having thought of thangs then fuck everybody else, think about yo self Them muthaphukkaz never gave you shit Fuck that nigga take that bitch You smoke all the muthaphukkin reefa you give Kill any muthaphukka you feel need to be killed And the niggaz that used to run wit cha they ain't cha friends them niggas is out ta get cha And fuck this Ruthless bitch them muthaphukkaz ain't paid you for shit If I was you and you was me then i'll bust in that office and take my profits But nah, you muthaphukkaz tryin ta go to heaven Be broke and ain't nobody bless you What happen to the muthaphukkin nigga I know The nigga that was lokking the let the guns smoke You a mastermind you need to say fuck this rap shit and put it in some crime {sometimes} You money waitin nigga Ya muthaphukkin money ways niggas Don't let chu know you gotta fight these niggas) You know you got damn right Handle my pistol dawg cuz I den got hype Finna be some muthaphukkaz dying tonight the shit ain't right Cuz I den stayed humble and kept it real wit chu hoes (and muthaphukkaz try to play me still nigga I know) Yeah muthaphukkaz is thinkin a nigga got soft and I dropped my sawed off and I won't break em off But chu know a nigga (show dem niggas) hoe ass niggas (told dem niggas) If I had to fake that is was on (Stop hold up nigga wait don't go makin a mistake wit cho life) (Man fuck this hoe shit niggas is bout ta ride) But wait, what chu mean make a mistake muthaphukkaz owe me (But killing ain't the way ta get it please hear me) Well how the fuck I'm pose to eat (ain't no other way) (but it is) (it ain't fuck that) How you feel it is (Oh shit) (You got ta pray, they'll be a better day I can bet there'll be a better way but chu gotta keep ya faith don't let them demons take Ya soul don't sell ya soul no Remember what chu reap ya so, and if you try ta cheat he know) (Fuck that save the world shit don't listen to that garbage don't chu know niggas gone die hell regardless don't chu got a family nigga what about cho daughter) (And that's just the reason you should trust in the Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord) So what am I to do, go dance with the devil or be true ta you know who get paid I make due But the bad is lookin good and the good is lookin bad Shit you be the judge of that dat. (Chorus) - repeat until fade |
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from Krayzie Bone - Thug On Da Line [Clean Version] (2001)
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(Chorus: repeat 2X) Gemini, everytime I try to use my mind seems like I gotta fight two sides and I never know which one's right That's my life (Krayzie Bone) Man since I been off in this music business shit has gotten crazy I gotta be dealing wit devils bitches and bustas daily All ah dem was screamin to take me on that long ride Journey or mission, whatever you wanna call it they tryin to get me Listen, I'm hearing voices sayin Kill dem muthaphukkaz dead Other voices saying be humble man and understand I try to be level headed but it seems the devils winnin try to do the right thing but I always end up sinnin Pin Me God wont forgive you when you pray and do the same shit So I repent, and you can't even pay yo rent If it ain't no dollars ain't no sense right now But as I stop and think, a nigga got kids right now And mine got ta eat But they can't eat if daddy's dead or in jail So, what would you do choose heaven or hell If it's hell, you'd probly come up fast, and die That's why {and i} I wonder why heaven ain't the chance on my mind (deep voice Krayzie) Listen nigga, you plan on having thought of thangs then fuck everybody else, think about yo self Them muthaphukkaz never gave you shit Fuck that nigga take that bitch You smoke all the muthaphukkin reefa you give Kill any muthaphukka you feel need to be killed And the niggaz that used to run wit cha they ain't cha friends them niggas is out ta get cha And fuck this Ruthless bitch them muthaphukkaz ain't paid you for shit If I was you and you was me then i'll bust in that office and take my profits But nah, you muthaphukkaz tryin ta go to heaven Be broke and ain't nobody bless you What happen to the muthaphukkin nigga I know The nigga that was lokking the let the guns smoke You a mastermind you need to say fuck this rap shit and put it in some crime {sometimes} You money waitin nigga Ya muthaphukkin money ways niggas Don't let chu know you gotta fight these niggas) You know you got damn right Handle my pistol dawg cuz I den got hype Finna be some muthaphukkaz dying tonight the shit ain't right Cuz I den stayed humble and kept it real wit chu hoes (and muthaphukkaz try to play me still nigga I know) Yeah muthaphukkaz is thinkin a nigga got soft and I dropped my sawed off and I won't break em off But chu know a nigga (show dem niggas) hoe ass niggas (told dem niggas) If I had to fake that is was on (Stop hold up nigga wait don't go makin a mistake wit cho life) (Man fuck this hoe shit niggas is bout ta ride) But wait, what chu mean make a mistake muthaphukkaz owe me (But killing ain't the way ta get it please hear me) Well how the fuck I'm pose to eat (ain't no other way) (but it is) (it ain't fuck that) How you feel it is (Oh shit) (You got ta pray, they'll be a better day I can bet there'll be a better way but chu gotta keep ya faith don't let them demons take Ya soul don't sell ya soul no Remember what chu reap ya so, and if you try ta cheat he know) (Fuck that save the world shit don't listen to that garbage don't chu know niggas gone die hell regardless don't chu got a family nigga what about cho daughter) (And that's just the reason you should trust in the Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord) So what am I to do, go dance with the devil or be true ta you know who get paid I make due But the bad is lookin good and the good is lookin bad Shit you be the judge of that dat. (Chorus) - repeat until fade |