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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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| 2. |
| 4:25 |
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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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| 3. |
| 4:18 |
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Wind Blow
[Layzie Bone:] Bone Thugs n Harmony A yo we aint always been accepted like this till (Listen to the wind blow) A nigga got dat Grammy Open the door nigga, Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones You can ask my homies I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me Now I blew up they all on me They smiles phony It's hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake They tryna eat out of yo plate And you can't get a break Now how much can you take For heavens sake I can't wait they gone be (Listening to the wind blow) [Krayzie Bone:] Sittin back blowin on indo Waving wit my middle finger hangin out the window lets roll Get yo muthafuckin hand out my pocket Now they wanna be wit a nigga Feel like we partnas Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us Neva did call us Where was yo promise But now we ridin by (Listening to the wind blow) [Wish Bone:] Nigga to the real to the sets When it comes to the streets Livin peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghetto Give all peace won't let is go Say we wouldn't make it Now we some of the greatest Bumpin through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo [Chorus: x2] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still here you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Layzie Bone:] 4 tru thugs from the double glock A nigga ready to rumble When trouble knocks 2 one way tickets straight off the block We gonna this pay Yall niggaz jus watch "All eyes on me" Like my name is Pac Fuckin hip hop cock Gotta pass the glock Takin drastic shots Till these bastards stop When the casket drop I be mashin out In brand new drop top flyin nigga (Listening to wind blow) [Krayzie Bone:] Killin them niggaz witta automatic weapon When they step up They get hit up wit the AK-47 Anybody tryna git the muthafuckin blessin They betta not mess wit mine cuz im tellin Any you niggaz run up again That it aint no pretendin go for sin u gonna git in Boy you betta listen listen listen (Listening to wind blow) [Wish Bone:] If you get a change of foot Inch for inch Just do it do it Grab the game Do it to it it Chase to chase But still hood Live it or love it Dummies of the rocks Duck up out of my hood hood hood [Chorus x2] (Murder) mo murder them all [x4] [Krayzie Bone:] So you felt like The wind blow Never see me cuz I get ghost So a nigga neva get close I go fast or slow No matter the tempo Murda the instrumental Murda the rhythm I ride to the rhythm of murda Its murda This lyrical venom I serve a Gone kill 'um at minimal murda Nigga burn some some Stick wit grans dats, Stack cash Nigga you betta learn some (some some) We got the hood hot lock Even got the burbs bumpin bumpin They probably tryna get in Don't nobody wanna be left in the wind [Layzie Bone:] Uh-oh Niggaz that's not tryna listen to Bone The early bird get the worm Take the game by the throat and squeeze Till the muthafucka broke believe Its murda we wrote Its dope that we serve on the curb to the booth These niggaz don't feel it cuz we spit the truth Aint never no fake and they got me to prove Haters just hate and we do what we do Let 'um talk to you in the face Only because we blew up in they face If was Bone hurtin If that was the case I'll probably go loco and catch me a case Nigga jus move and give me some space When I let the wind blow in my face Nigga don't quit till I finish the race Number one is the place [Chorus: x2] And if don't love me now You'll never love me again I can still hear you sayin' You must never Break the chain [Krayzie Bone:] Now we ridin by [x4] |
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| 4. |
| 4:48 |
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Bone Thugs Akon.. yeah
You know though nothin` come easy you gotta try real, real hard I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough First, let me explain that I'm just a black man And I come from the darkside so I'm havin a hard time stayin on track man My mind be racin` and I don't even know what I'm chasin yet Been in and out of relationships I'm startin to see that it's me where the complications at But I'm layin back, prayin' that you get that piece of mind of me I thought I was right, but really I'm wrong but again I was too blind to see I was in the fast lane chasin my dream And then it seemed when the fame and cash came they just got me Goin crazyyyy, (lately, lately) lately I been so faded trying to erase it But I just can't cause the drama just grows greater And I been in so many collisions by puttin shit off till later I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough It's like I'm takin five steps forward, and ten steps back Tryna get ahead of the game but I can't seem to get it on track And I keep runnin away the ones that say they love me the most How could I create the distance when it's supposed to be close? And uh I just don't know but I be out here fightin demons and It's like the curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland and Lord, would you help me? And stop this pain I keep inflinctin on my family (family) Hustlin and gamblin, drinkin' and scramblin` And losin sight of what I supposed to be handlin` It's hard to manage cause every days a challenge and man And I'm slippin can't lose my balance and tryin not to panic I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough I see thangs won't change (wont change) I'm stuck in the game As soon as I get out it keeps pullin me back man (pullin me) Got me doin' dirty dirt, so used to this hustlin money That I don't understand no nine to five work Studied on the streets, hustlas know what I mean Thugstas ballin' before us I'm tryna make that major league So we never leave never till the sun came up (came up) Gotta get it nope, no leavin, no grudge (no grudge) today games they play gotta go hard to get what you put in if you fall off then its all on you (on you) gotta watch what you sign too try so hard but I won't act a fool I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets It Ain't my fault cause I try to get away but trouble follows me And still I try so hard hopin one day they'll come and rescue me But until then I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough |
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| 3:52 |
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[Chorus: Mariah Carey + (J.D.)]
(y'all know what this is is!) can I get a little bit a L-O-V-E? (MC) can ya spend a little bit of dough on me? (Bone Thugs) can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E (the lil homeboy Bow Wow) boy if ya wanna make it (MC) could ya gotta give a little bit a.. (what's your perspective?) [Mariah Carey + (Krayzie Bone)] monday we will not, (I'm outta love) tuesday you had time, (and macked it all) we just break up again you want me to let you back in but tonight I'm like no ohh, uh uh uh ohh, my box has opened my body has all said yes, I hate this mess boy you just ain't no good for me this ain't no way real love should be.. took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times they said these streets is over boy youve been close to lies took you back once, took you back twice took you back, three, four, five times cant see the light, but you, somebody help me! [J.D.] Krayzie! give her a lil bit [Krayzie Bone] now you look from the jump and a nigga was thugged out, but you bugged out, n start trippin flippin' on me all time.. and its been like this all my life..no matter how I try guess it's the thug in me, got my mind on my money man I'm spending my time on the grind tryna shine, I'm concentrating on running thangs I've been tryna hold it down, and you steady tellin' me it's over now she always talk loud, she always leave me but always come back around that's just what we go through, and you know it's so true every time I slip up she behind me, gon' be right there to remind me [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh yea, haha, just a lil bit, Layzie! give her a lil bit [Layzie Bone] can we take a long walk on the beach, get away from the streets baby girl, me and you need to rendezvous Cancun next week, how that sound to you? I've been meaning to spend a little time witchu I can tell you fed up from all of the promises I've been making lately and I had to deliver but I been so caught in my hustle, tryna make this payment and I shoulda considered your feelings I shoulda been better about it I shoulda been grown, not childish I shoulda been way more polished but my hustle done paid off, and I'm ready to spoil you..love come look, what cha boy gon do? (gone do), let me make this up to you (to you) [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh, uh, Bow Wow! give her a lil bit [Bow Wow] weezy girl, I can't believe what you sayin' you know you got it, should meet with my fans but every time I get a break I'm layin where? in your arms all night and day playin' you wont some time, I send you jacob, want sunshine then take a vacation we ain't gon make it if you keep complainin, everybody go through changes love is a dangerous (thing) (why?) it's full of happy and sad faces break it up to make up later, talk it out so it ain't no anger we need more communication, you should have some consideration 'cause you knew from the day we met what, what type of player you was dealing wit. haha [Chorus] [J.D.] Uh huh, uh huh, wish! give her a lil bit [Wish Bone] everything I do, just for me and you, stack a little paper so its never rainy days I got you, but just for me then you got to, understand that I hustle, hustle diamonds things, I gotta hustle, hustle, anything that brings the weight up see a real thug too its in his nature, its in his nature not tryna say that you about that paper, but me and you, yes we like that paper overseas trips, diamonds on the wrists, you must admit, your boy gets that paper I like bossin, girl, girl, but you beside me, slide wit me, slide wit me try and take it away thats when I ride and ride [Chorus] |
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| 5:05 |
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(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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| 3:58 |
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(feat. Yolanda Adams)
[Krayzie] Jeremiah 10: 23,24 "We will know oh Lord that to Earthly men his way does not belong it does not belong to man who must walk even to direct his step correct me oh Jehovah however with judgement not in anger that you may not reduce us to nothing" [Chorus] Order my steps, lead me, guide me everyday send your annointing father I pray order my steps in the world [Layzie] Why am I payin' this price for fame now with the shame I'm goin' blame cause I'm solo empty When I can stop and give it all to Christ cause in his name no weapon should be formed against me simply know that the world gon' tempt me Satan is the enemy God please help us I don't want to be selfish I don't want to live my life tryin' to be rebellious [Wish] Who be checkin' when ya know ya doin' wrong huh? Got your steps, give your blessings Know right from wrong turn the lights on all ya gotta do is follow faith till they call us all home but its so hard temptation is everywhere gotta hold my guard like oh my God [Krayzie] Halleujah, Halleujah, now I might not make it to Heaven but I'm tryin' to come back in the resurrection change my place in paradise so I pray to God try to change my life but temptation make it hard for me to make it out man I gotta cool out, still I need to stop smokin' I need God's guidance without it I'm hopeless Lord please help me stand strong [Chorus] [Layzie] A lot of soldiers in the pin ain't ever comin' home can you find it in your heart to pray so it seems everything goin' wrong and you're just tryin' to find your way momma just wanna feed her babies tryin' to keep a safe place to stay don't stress it's a test God BLESS all ya really gotta do is just keep your faith [Wish] You can feel it if you open up, you can get it if you need love as much as a mustard seed is all you need small person pays for the air that we breathe and the baby is born, place to go when we leave food that we eat, weapon when we sleep it's a miracle no believin' the Lord [Krayzie] HEY! What cha seein' on the news has already been written in the Bible but ain't nobody takin' the time to realize that believin' and readin' the scriptures could mean your survival and I don't wanna die no neva I wanna live forever and I would a lot better so when Armageddon really come true what chu gon' do? [Chorus] [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] ask me how I know [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me, ask me how I know [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] God loves me, ask me how I know [Kray:] swing low, swing low I know cause the Bible tells me so [Layzie] You know God is good you know God is great and everyday I wake I gotta thank him for my life and even though its hard I know I make mistakes I give it everything it takes just to make it right this is Satan's land understand the plan yall Jesus comin back with a furious mind better praise everyday hurryin' doin' your job glory to the king that's my heavenly father> |
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| 8. |
| 4:22 |
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(Verse One - Layzie Bone:)
Now I sound so raw, cos im down by law, tryna play me cos im rapping I will break yo jaw, catch a nigga in these streets make you take clothes off, leave you dead butt naked, man you f**kin with a boss, cross pass with me, im in the hood all them watts in the bronx where they cater all around the devil block, trouble not, im ready for em, niggas they know im ready for them, im the hardest ima deadly poet so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for me nigga wit yo lookin ass, meet me in the club all my niggas get to whoopin ass, then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga pos'ed to be thug, nigga pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cos we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line is you cant f**k wit' me, Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (streets!), cos' im a thug by nature, thug by nature, gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin', gotta keep thuggin', im thuggin'. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) you looking, for me, ill be, rollin', you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, if you looking, for me, ill be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. (Verse Two - The Game:) Its the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, wit homicidal intentions I reign terror, on any clique or squad you niggas bitch you fraud, ima tickin time bomb that'll finish the job, lyrical damage, a one, two punch, crush you amateurs, box and watch me execute like (cockins?), my flow piping hot scorchin, proceed with caution murder any mc, ya soul is lost, when im ridin with them bone thugs, black glocks and chrome slugs, parked on the block with the nose up, get ready for the face off, Nicholas Cage aint got shit on a nigga wit a f**kin grenade, one man army, only two things in the world can calm me, west pussy and that bomb ass chronic, i never back down, never back down, never back down, now that the bone thugs back. (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin, you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, if you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. (Verse Three - Krazie Bone:) Now we them niggas in them black dickies and steel toe boots, stomp on that nigga that got a pistol but he still gon' shoot, cos' he a hoe, like halfa' these niggas is rappin', ima' let you know, these niggas is actin' and puttin' on a fashion show, we done checked these niggas, met these niggas man I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother f**king T-H-U-G, original hate to be a critic, but yo shit I aint feelin, no, you niggas is elementary, i got history, lyrically you cant see me, physically ill bring your misery, seriously, you niggas aint been hearing me, but listen to these other niggas hits, you hear my twist they blew my shit, but its all good, cos we keep it all hood, and when we see niggas get raw dog like a hog should, just lemme put the mother f**kin' money on the wood, bitch niggas would be gone if they could, but ima' shut em down, ima' shut em down, ima' shut em down, bone niggas known not to f**k around! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) If you lookin, for me, ill be, rollin', you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, If you lookin, for me, ill be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. If you lookin!.. (Verse Four - Wish Bone:) I got my hand on my balls, grippin in the raws, hood star, shit could be my boulevard, you know im in the streets, I aint hard to reach, on some cool shit and some beef shit nigga im in the streets, this aint my only occupation hittin' avenues, chasin paper allways, and I know how to get it, and pissy hallways, in the raw way, you can get it how you live, nigga step the wrong way, I let it bang b-bang bang, im the street for real, and i love it but you know how the gameplay got me ready to kill, somebody, but its all good, wit' these shows at my steets nigga all good, gotta be stackin my paper like thats all I know, these niggas is playin, I gotta get it like lock and load, winter through summer, summer back through to winter, we hustlin dawg, hustlin, hustlin, hustlin, give it all you got, give it all you got, hustlin, niggas is talkin bout weed now watch yo mouth! (Chorus - Will.I.Am:) If you looking, for me, i'll be, rollin', you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, If you looking, for me, i'll be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. If you lookin!... |
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| 9. |
| 4:44 |
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-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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| 10. |
| 3:37 |
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-Krayzie-
YEAA Better back up off me/ nigga never no softY/ boy I'll stop your heartbeat While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me/ in the middle of your speech ima sweep you off your feet, to sleep F**kin with these thugs/ thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva/ A mothaf**kin bullet from my automatic pistol, hit you him too, and all the rest of them niggas that you got wit ya I'm collected and quiet/ but surpise nigga i get LIVE jumpin out of that BUCKET dumpIN/ fittin to show these niggas a little somethin Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline/ but like my MO Thug niggas they BOSS show EM THE GUNLINE, GUNLINE Caught in the line of fire boy if you want to/ and a nigga gon be on your ass like skunk's funk pew I grab my dick let my nuts swang from my thang/ if you's a anybody killa nigga, let the bullets rain DONT BE PULLIN MY STRINGS cause if you ain't you don got into some shit/ with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click -chorus-(Krayzie) PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD F**KIN em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em uo with me gun gun blast -Layzie- Undercover man, how you want it man/ Ima fool on the loose with a gun in hand I got a sure shot aim for the runnin man/ that'll stop you in the tracks when I'm dumpin man, they did somethin man Niggas talk real loud words fly out they mouth when you ain't around/ talkin like a nigga stole they style BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF you niggas believe i got somethin for ya, in the holsta In the bushes cocked, up on the porch i got a gauge and glock/ corner to corner this thing on lock yea it's hot on this block Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain't Nick Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it F**k this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin/ my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i'm flat out blastin Countin out caskets on you bastards smashin if I'm ever forced to bring the action/ ima ride down i'm pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy nigga 06/ fake niggas and real niggas in the real world just don't mix -chorus- -Wish- I'm a hundred proof, want a taste?/ take it to the head or the face wrong place you can do it Never met a sucka nigga runnin with a thugga, not in the game/ nigga runnin with a thuggish ruggish in my range Better do my damn thing and lift ya mayne/ BET YOU won't leave the same way you came We soldiers tight put up your stripes we'll rip them off slash somebody back with a attitude that right/ I'm sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight Handle that, nigga handle that give back to the music f**k that f**k that/ reach back throw back everybody in the car gotta lean back See now the game was soft so we back/ hit em in the head with a relapse Younger than most of you niggas so what? you die you die if i decide/ then we ride If it's on you rock a bye bye/ thuggstas straight up warned you will, obey mine Oh we will ride yes we ride in the nightime/ it really don't matter get high up in the daylight Thuggstas no fools we know the rules/ don't get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won't like how i give it to ya -chorus- |
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| 11. |
| 3:45 |
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[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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| 12. |
| 3:35 |
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-Krayzie Bone-
Yo...I think it's really time we let these niggas what's going on with Bone Thugs man (thugs man)... -Felecia & Krayzie Bone- Intro: (Yeeeaah!) 'Cause they don't know, they don't know, they don't know (What we been goin' through)/ They don't know, they don't know, they don't know (just where we headin' to)/ They don't know, they don't know, they don't know (come follow me now!) -Krayzie Bone- They all wanna know if Bone Thugs are the same/ 'cause one of us left, but four of us remain in this thang/ And we like "just pick up the album man" and I bet they refrain, from all of their claims/ you know that we still the shit...hey, hey/ Light it up (light it up) I feel good (I feel good), nigga from my vibe I feel good all over/ Been through rough times and they been mighty hard (mighty hard)/ (ridin' in the dark) to look for the light and find my spot, I climbed so far/ Them haters was tryna bring me on down (bring me on down), but really nobody can stop us with everything we know now/ we sucker free, we see underneath all you fake thugs/ From all these wack rappers we've come back to save ya/ Man all you back stabbers never ever fade us/ Man I'm so glad we back in action...nigga say what?!? -Felecia & Krayzie Bone- Chorus: So good, so right (It feel really, really good to get this money man)/ To be with you tonight... -Layzie Bone- Who would've imagined so many problems? even the karma/ I must admit, if it's so many crazy shit then it's still on my mind (of love?), furthermore/ Shit hurt, Bone Brothers; did it with Bizzy,/suppose to be a new beginning but I'm screamin' out "Where is he?!"/ Yes I miss him (how could I not?) when I know Bone is all he got/ One day we might get it together...fulfill the whole plot/ I aint gotta mention how I feel about that other thug, Flesh Bone here you go..some lock-down-love/ You know what really make me feel good?/ Krayzie Bone, Wish Bone really keep it all hood/ That's right...we still pursuing our dream, it aint no 'I' in our team, that's why we doin' our thang/ We getting money, money...money, money.. -Chorus- -Wish Bone- They used to look and see a thug, now they look and see a paid thug/ First niggas find and make this paper through the neighborhood/ Yes we blessed, we know this/ so I drop to my knees and let him know who we rollin with/ Everynight..make money, watch paper...grind now, f**k later/ If you miss it gotta battle back/ get that, money money, need that, gimmie some i'll take that/ Since a youngster knew about them green backs/ 'Cause it ain't 4 in the money, f**k what they sayin' chase money/ Do without it, live without it...I cant do that/ Live life, I like..I need every penny/ And these times, this life, better give it to me, to me... -Chorus- |
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| 13. |
| 4:26 |
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(Layzie Bone (Krayzie)
(Yeah) Yeah...Bone Thugs... (You know a nigga been all over the world man) Australia, China, Africa...England (you know it's the same shit everywhere I go, you know) (Bone Thugs N Harmony (Krayzie Bone) Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Struggle in the game (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar), they left the hood for change (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) The left some time in vain (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) Gotta wise, the shit that lame (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar) (Krayzie Bone) I can remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast) 'Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug runnin' from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (scandolous) Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make craps fast Destroyin' the system, make some money to survive the streets but you deep inside this ain't how you tryna be But it's all to think when you're strugglin' and can't sleep 'cause ya hungry and can't eat, 'cause livin just aint free..but shet Pappa been laid off...mamma been laid off Everywhere I here the same old song... (Chorus) (Layzie Bone) To probably take a loss, I'm tryna fight these demons By any means, by any cost I'm out here reppin' Cleveland They got be bobbin, weavin' nigga give me the reason To let 'em flies...do or die, niggas no longer breathin' Known as a (?), before Layzie Bone it was Steven And I'm just tryna break even, leavin' you leakers steadley creepin' Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone) and momma can't do it on her on (her on) Lights off, gas gone mumma, daddy comin' home? I guess not, sell rocks, rappin' with my niggas Bone (wassup Wish! yeah...we all we got!) and that's Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone (wassup Kray! yeah, we all we got...nigga!) and that's Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone.. (Chorus) (Wish Bone) So you ever been to the Chi? me too, you ever been shot? me too Sold rocks, all nighters on blocks catch cases...shit me too That's the story no one ridin', nobody can tell it for me Mumma workin' double shift...daddy who? daddy who? And when he do it's always later, never came he done broke that boys heart, man again, damn again Don't wonder why it's like that in the ghetto Grew up, outta luck Don't give a fuck about life so we let 'em go I know my heart is cold, you know how them ghetto children grow Give me money and I can keep my temper low Everbody knows love, clubs, cars and hoes priorities fucked up, but we already know! (Chorus) |
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| 3:09 |
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I'm gonna make sure you never forget me
Konvict Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it All I want is for you to remember my name So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me When I'm dead and gone they're gonna remember me as bein one of the livest Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside I pop in their mind, a silent killer Straight out the ghetto a grimy nigga With lyrics more potent than a viper's venom One bite could kill 'em, when I get in 'em Niggas never knew what'd hit em Legends For what we done did on these streets And what we done spit on these records Blessings We take em and put em on beats n we give em back no question Grandaddy of the mid-west Crazy Jackson The lyrical serial killer I fell em, the innocent niggaz is askin' about the mind I mastered When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these niggas rappin When it comes to the grind I'm mashin No time for second chances N when it all goes down and they put me in my grave "Fuck em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my guage Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it All I want is for you to remember my name So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me My reputation is solid gold And my street cred is all polished y'all Known as th little boss hog in the hood Boy in my hood I'm a superstar Niggas in th past try t hold a nigga down But I put in my work and checked it checked it Now these niggas respect it Knowin I'm th wrong one they wanna mess with From the gutter With my brothers Knowin on these ghetto streets they don love us Duckin these undercovers These muthafuckers doin everythin to try n bust us But these suckas, know they cant touch us They envy deep in they hearts Nigga if they ever try to rush Nigga they know we gon' rip em apart Niggas go hard, from th start Nigga this ? is my bodyguard Fuck with mine and I'll charge Little crazy-ass nigga at large Pullin cars, on these lanes Nigga I never let go of my heat Stand up man on his feet Little Lazyie Bone on this beat nigga Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it All I want is for you to remember my name So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spin Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey! Bones sing, n mixed in with that street talk N then the lazy ? get their creep on N he went home, but its all good He left the right ones an hes still in th hood Rest in peace, like him when I die I hope they remember me Thats why I know I gotta reach you with these beats Its not for nothin remember the thugs for the songs that we sung N makin it through that struggle, that struggle It aint easy believe me, we bleedin believe it Still goin with that hustle, gettin stronger so they remember me Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it All I want is for you to remember my name So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement In every hood I see 'em doin the same There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it All I want is for you to remember my name So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me So that you'll never forget me |
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