MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
bone thugs-n-harmony - pump pump
[Intro: Krayzie]
That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthafucka
Nigga, duce double 0 duce
Lay, B, Wish Flesh
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)
I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn streets (swattin nigga)
And gave these niggas some of that original (original cleveland heat) heat
Thuggish ruggish bone see
Gun stack off
[Verse 1: Layzie]
See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose
Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too
Ya damn right I shoot
If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do
And If I roll wit you
Ima be that little nigga off the hook man
Talk about look man
If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets
And I hit these streets
I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef
But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz
I'm just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz
Platinum eva since E put us down
You know the talk of the town them long bud
Now you fuckin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs
Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs
But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was
So lemme close the door
Don't be comin to this muthafucka knockin
Lookin for some action
I'ma tell you right now what's happenin
Nigga it's our time and hell yeah we blastin
[Hook: Krayzie]
If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck
If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen but I'ma let you hear it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck
[Verse 2: Krayzie]
Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas
I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile
Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga
With penetration equivalent to muthafuckin pistols
I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick
I'm rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this
You see I shoot fo the temple
I'ma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome
Back up in this muthafucka wait a minute nigga we neva left
Ain't even got started yet (yeah)
We kickin in the muthafuckin door
Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready
I got a nation of niggas ready to fuck up the enemy
If i give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors
All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest
Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland
Nigga we came up but we still creepin
And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong
Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone
When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Bizzy]
It's the original bang bang and I don't give a fuck about none of these muthafuckas
Still get down foe my damn thang
Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us blastinate
People lookin at me like he's too nasty to date
Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a muthafucka passin away
Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah [buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck]
In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this American dream
I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em
I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww)
It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits
Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad
(What the fuck you think you doing..........)
I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with
He ain't a killa he just somebody to vibe with
Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with
So silly!! [So silly silly silly silly ]
Pumped up Big Willy I don't really think he really
I don't really think he really, I don't think he know!
Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul
I been on so!!!!!
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthafuckas that be ready to roll
You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to come home
Sneak in the door and we go go
I ain't gotta hear what you tryna prove
Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move
And I can't why I'm thug mighty
Gang of thugs that thug just like me
I don't give a fuck if its north or south
If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth
That's just how it is put it on my kids
Bodies zipped up fuck that fuckin wit Wish
We out to ge these millions
While these niggas steady chillin
If it ain't about the money don't comment
Cuz I don't undastand it like you from anotha planet
Cuz its all about money god dammit
So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta
I'ma get mine in the streets duck strappin
Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta
Really don't matter
[Hook]
What's crackelackin dog
That's gonna be so tight, (cuz the Bone Thugs)
I know
(Ya say Bone Thugs) (u hear me?)
I hear you I hear too (Just lovin it..love..... straight up Bone Thug Muzik)
Yeah me too dog me too
[Hook til fade]
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)
bone thugs-n-harmony - breakdown
(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.
bone thugs-n-harmony - 1st of tha month
"Chorus"- Wake up, wake up, wake up, it's tha 1st of tha month
Get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on
(repeat 3 times)
"Krazie Bone"
Hey my nigga we havin' a wonderful day
And I won't front wit' ya. Why?
Cause it's the first of the month and
I'll be smokin chokin rollin buzzin sippin
On 40 ounces thuggin
Come come we got tha blessed rum from
Chokin all night we high. Where East 1999
I get wit my nigga they gimme some
Yeyo double up nigga
What you need we got weed to get P.O.
D'd think for the green leaf double up for
Tha first for sho' better lay low
Cause tha poe-poe creep when they roll so (oh no)
If you can't get away betta toss that yeyo
Keep your bank roll roll (Yea)
We havin a celebration we gonna stay high
And you betta believe when it's time to
Grime I'm down for mine crime after crime
Betta creep to tha pad cause mom's got
Tha grub on the grill
If we got tha food Oooo
You know it's tha first of tha month and my
Niggas we chills for real
(Chorus)
rpt 1
"Bizzy Bone"
Wake up and I see that my sista was already dressed
Shw said I'm a run and go get in my stanze watch
And make sure no one snatches my check
Thinkin that tha mailman sort thru tha mail
And put it up inna me pockets
I'm head to tha ninety nine to get me drop of 40 ounce
Ride tha regal Hop on tha 10 to Clair
Gonna get up witta me those thugs
Gonna catch get buzzed man gotta get there
Playa Playa holla holla St. Clair got much
To offer weed on 93 or off with
That glock-glock for some dollarz so geta bag of dope
A quart of O (ohhh)
Most of my niggaz got tha
Same and we gonna roll it all up and smoke it
Hittin that reefer hydro We on tha cut
So fuck tha po-po
Around we taggin that ye-yo with bone and say ho
Went into tha alley gettin a malley sundiel January
November December whenever tha first of tha month
(Chorus) rpt 1
"Wish Bone"
Gotta grind gotta get mine in tha hood
That claim where I slang on tha double nine
Gotta find them dubs holdin that 40
Can a thug can get buzzed whas up
Try to slang on my corner nigga yous a gonner
St. Clair nigga don;t like that and sellin them dummies
Makin that money come back nigga get pap pap
From tha first to tha 15th niggas smoke plenty weed
But I gotta save gotta come up
Put my rocks in cut
When I get high gotta blaze that blunt up (huh)
Gotta roll to tha pad count up my
Profits add it to tha stack
Gotta watch my back see for niggas
Thats trying to rob me fool but never no short
And no losses
Dumpin keppin thse niggas up off me see
Tha whole block thug smoke a lot of weed
On tha first
(Chorus) rpt 1
"Lazie Bone"
Wakin up with a buzz up early in tha mornin'
Scratchin I'm yawin' light weight drink
Chugaluga take a fifth to tha dome some static
Gotta kick it wit my trues same I'm gettin my hussle on
Hop on the phone callin up Krazie Bone
Wanna know yo O.G check come
She put me down Gonna hop on tha bus wit B. nigga
Let's get drunk
And I come wit blunt after blunt of this skunk
Nigga T. just put me down
Oh god, how I love when tha first come around me
Gettin me black and myles right across town
Cause nigga tha first get celebrated rushin to tha
Block cause I want to get faded
Nigga no waycause I need my hair braided
We heavy off into this game true to tha first
Just call me that po slang
Tha nicke;s and dimes at 20's and 50's
Tha first be tha day for tha dope man
Slangin' that cocaine fool and I'm workin late tonight
And all them friends be lovin' tham thugs
Because they got them rocks for them right
Come come wit tha endz
I got a get paid on tha first gotta blaze up my splif
Gettin' live with tha Bone Thugs
Poet hustlers and tha graveyard shift on tha first
(Chorus) rpt till fad
bone thugs-n-harmony - 9mm
[Krayzie]
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]
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 mothafucka
I put a boot off in a mothafuckas ass
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas
who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas 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]
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
[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]
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
[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 fuck 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
bone thugs-n-harmony - if i could teach the world
Krayzie:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug inharmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugstajust
like me, like me.
Krayzie:
How many more days on this old earth. Can you see? It's blindto me, so
we should get ready for Armageddon, 'cause I know God should beready
to roll. Do away with the wickedest shit like Mr. Policeman,and, dog, if
you with it, then pump up your fist in the air, then pray for thepoliticians
freely, get an amen, the last days of the last day, day, day.
Bizzy:
That's why I get high. That's why I get high. I'm holdin' on tomy soul,
but nobody knows when it all unfolds, and then when I go, I go.
Remember the dead, 'cause all that I got, I got all on my ownwith Bone,
Bone, Bone, muggin' thuggin' through your door. Hoes speakin' ofthe
last and the time when I'm passed, and Charlie wanna hear yaBone, but I
can't go wrong. I'm a flip it with my song, better turn it on,'cause you
love that thuggish ruggish Bone Bone Bone Bone, Crossroads, whata
real cruel world, now I doubt the journey of us lost souls, whomeant so
much. Why wasn't I chose? But He will not stop clones whoseshots
don't drop Bone, no oh, oh, oh, and if I could teach the world tobe a thug
like me, then they probably be thuggin' in heaven eternally.
Layzie:
Everyday the world goes round and round. I see it's a smallworld after
all, 'cause I can go meet, and I greet with my fans, smoke alittle weed
and have a little laugh with ya'll, but every now and then, Igets caught up
in the playa hation. Lord, what's wrong with this nation? Erase'em. But
if I could to teach the world to be a thug just like me, youcould live your
lifestyle worry-free in the arms of the Lord eternally. Nomystery, but
check the essence of the story: a warrior, wasteland warrior sotrue.
Divine--it's mine, East 1999, it's where you're findin' all of mykind
everytime.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug inharmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugstajust
like me, like me [if I, if I].
Krayzie:
We stand as united, but fall if divided. My thugs is thetightest, 'cause
God is our guide, and they only define us as killas and fighters. The
critics and writers backstab when typin' our story. The war tobe warrior,
that's for sure, and as thugs we're more and more and more andmore.
Wish:
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give,especially, but still
understood by the older folks and little kids. Come on, all ay'all, follow
me. Bone, way to go, we know the way to go, follow me, followme,
Bone, and that's why I stay high, 'cause I got shit to dealwith--the
government and these playa haters out to kill Wish, wanna hurtthis, but,
uh uh, I got true Mo Thug niggas you just can't fuck with,artillery you
can't come with. Nigga, better let it rest, shit. To the littleboys and girls
all over the world, this shit that we say's for the streets--notfor you to go
and do or to repeat. Please, if we can, no more murder amongst
ourselves. If we can, no more murder.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug inharmony,
harmony then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to bea
thugsta just like me, like me.
with Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
bone thugs-n-harmony - mo thug
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, its all about . . .
Krayzie:
Much love, much love, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
so follow me if you wanna feel the thug love. Eternal thugs.
Much love, much love, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
come follow me if you wanna feel the thug love. Eternal thugs.
Much love, much love, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
so follow me if you wanna feel the thug love. Eternal thugs.
Much love, much love, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
come follow me if you wanna feel the thug.
Layzie:
You know we're so thuggish ruggish, and yo, we're good humblepeople
on the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony sopeaceful.
We're so thuggish ruggish, and yo, we're good humble people onthe
grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful[peaceful].
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
it's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug.
bone thugs-n-harmony - silent warrior
[Birds whistling. Sound of someone walking through a wooded area. Silenced
gunfire. Utterance of pain.]
Pump your fists if you're with me.
Pump your fists up if you're with me. Artillery, yeah!
Pump your fists up if you're with me.
Let us be victorious, be victorious.
Move out. Hut one, yeah.
Hut two, hut three, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior.
Listen to the story of . . .
The world war has begun. We gettin' ready to fight, and if you ain't ready to die then don't be comin' outside. Spittin' fire, fire, baby, with plenty
ammunition. The mission's complete, and nigga, I've been waitin' for this.
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period. Figured you got niggas with attitude behind the trigger. Steady, we pumpin' our fists in black fatigues. We don't surrender. You wanna deal with us, get rid of us, split us? Come and get us, and when you come get us, remember bitch you gots to kill us. And you can surely believe that I, I'm bringin' all my ammunition with me tonight. Crooked coppers tryin' to kill us everywhere, 'cause we won't get the mark of the beast, no [Not me.]. Stay silent warriors. Silent warriors.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior. Listen to the story of . . . If you can be heard, then you can be hit, and if you can be hit, then you can be killed.
Better get ready for combat. When we aim to bomb back, we usually contact.
Heated heavily, buckin' steady, lay 'em all flat. Crawl back, you muthafuckas, I repeat--retreat. With plenty heat, you'll be defeated. Aw, that bloody murda murda, baby. Silent situation is always the perfect assassination. Now, to the graveyard, nigga where your brave heart? You play hard, now it's time for me to break march, and take charge. We journey to the killin' fields, where the murda and the shit is real. Oh Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, comin' forth to carry me home, me home.
Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent Warrior. Listen to the story of . . .
If you can be heard, then you can be hit, and if you can be hit, then you can be killed.
bone thugs-n-harmony - all good
Krayzie:
Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo . . .
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, and we are Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin's all good.
Felecia:
Lately, you've been stressin' me about when I'm a give you some, callin' me,
jockin' me, sweatin' me, gonna rush me none, 'cause when the time is right I'm
gonna let you know, and that's for sure. So wait on me patiently and see what
I got in store, 'cause I'm gonna represent to the fullest. I'll be there and I
promise you no regrets. Just put your trust in me, and baby, I promise this
shit is legit [legit, legit, legit . .
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good with me, with me, with me.
Felecia:
If I told you once, then I told you twice. You gotta get to know me. There's
more to a relationship then jumpin' in the sheets, and if that's all you want,
then you better go, 'cause that ain't me. I don't give my love to just
anybody. If I'm not correct, then prove me wrong, and just hold on.
Gradually, you will see, just how good it'll be. When the time is right, I'll
ease your mind with a little bump and grind. Fantasies full of ecstasy: we'll
have a real good time.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good with me, with me, with me.
Krayzie:
Since it's all good, baby, we can get it on. Hey, you wanna ride? Krayzie
Bone. Come and jump in the Benz and tell your friends you will get with them
later. Come and let me take ya. Got a couple things I wanna show ya. I'm
really tryin' to know ya. I'm just curious: is it really all good? You
serious? I'm serious. If it is, then I gotta jump on it, ride it--ghetto
cowboy. Surprise, you thought I was quiet. I never was shy, baby. Niggas
just act like that. Lay back, but don't let that fool ya, rule ya. Really
give that the nigga the bag, 'cause we won't have time to talk. I've been
peepin' for a minute now [Yep, yep, yep . . .], and I know just where I'm a
start. Let me listen to your heartbeat. Boomp, boomp, racin' intense
situation. Is it gettin' kind of hot in here? Naw, that's you. Temperature's
risin', so am I.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good with me, with me, with me
bone thugs-n-harmony - bad weed blues
[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
bone thugs-n-harmony - mind on our money
[Hook - Krayzie 2x]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it
[Krayzie]
Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy-E
1994, rushin through the door with the Bone flow
Nigga was creepin on a come up, doin it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before
But we never got our props
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started changin, business rearangin
Then the time when Bone and Ruthless wasn't vibin
Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit
Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up
And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still strugglin
Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm jugglin
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so immaculate
I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry
So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me
[Hook]
Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less
?? that crazy muthafucka from the world's most dangerous group
Mo Thugs Nation, ?? on your life
That's absolutley what I'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that muthafucka that be ??, the nigga that bust all y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic
I'm comin in smooth, rockin this hip-hop music just the way you like
Tellin all biters to please stop tryin
Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his eyes ?? pop,
shot one through his head
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill
Now look through the ??, stop steel
Y'all some fake-thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are
We all true sound, nigga united gatherin souls, how we roll
And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes
But I had my ??, nah nigga that's my nuts ?? don't touch that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so they die
They only got love for those who love me
In the meanwhile I main to keepin my mind on my money
And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny
Especially when you hungry, nigga
With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds
[Hook]
[Bizzy]
In '91 I'm runnin from the fuckin cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it
Know niggas that'd had no pussy
Said that would never read or get to L.A.
And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin that reefer, niggas know how I'm livin
'Cause I was havin children when y'all was lookin for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ??
When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ??, burn the whole store down all by myself
?? for fuckin with the Bone flow
Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one, and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell-out?
But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out?
I'll bail out with a ??, that pussy makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range
Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain
The villain is chillin with his children
Bitch, I keeps it real!
[Hook]
[Layzie]
I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line
Nigga designed a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen, nigga pay attention
Oh, and did I mention, had a tape before I crept on a come up, Faces of Death
Blessin 40 o-z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (??)
Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney
It's like this nigga, I don't even fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin a damn thing, Flesh
Trues Humbly United Gatherin Souls, just to let you know
Heaven'z Movie, yours truely, Mr. Gambini
(Kraaaayzie) It's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little Stevie
And when you ask me how I maintain
I watch my niggas rule, act a fool, and ace the game
Mo Thug one, witness the Family Scriptures
Mo Thug two, Family Reunion comin to get ya
Mo Thug three, presentation of the mothership
Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain
[Hook]
bone thugs-n-harmony - shoot em up
[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya
You know we know, you don't wanna roll
Cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah
[Layzie Bone]
Right off the jump, ooh, now I gots to let you know
When you see me runnin' rollin' with them big shotguns,
And we deep when we creep, never sleepin'
And we droppin' them whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb
Now, that you know like that
These niggas come around, they don't know how to act
In fact, I'm at the track in the back
With a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good
Red Dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that
Bang or slang, now bail on over to your thugs
So me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade
We straight, get high, so high,
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay
Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation
But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11,
.357 Automatic weapons from my shelf
These niggas wanna take my health and wealth
Check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win
You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen
Now we in a red 500 Benz-o, we roll, roll
Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock
Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real
Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners
[Krayzie Bone]
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all
They fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah
Niggas they get it then pissed off
And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers
They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh
We got something to put you back into your truck quick
Hey, that four-four magnum, gon' handle em'
Ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat
Execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth
You plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me
My nigga, we know what ya thinkin'
Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me
I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit
That be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin'
What have I got to make sure they lit him up good
And you can still find me, where (You know we no bullshit)
East 99, drug dealers and po-po, yeah that's St. Clair
Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland
You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'
If somebody got beef, we got millions done made
I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga
We comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me
(Any bodies) All those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room
If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n,
And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet
I get plots on the riot riot bang
That's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man
Sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more
You havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body
Smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high.
[Wish Bone]
Come on, come on, don't be shy
Let's get high
[Krayzie Bone]
We got that herb
[Wish Bone]
If you want some, want some
We got weed indeed, you need some, need some
Ah, yeah I know this just might sound crazy
But lately gotta roll with my gun
Cause the haters they hate me
Wanna hurt that nigga, Bone, niggas somehow, someway get paid
And quit playa hatin'
That buck to the bang, everything I got, I got 'cause we rhyme
Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time
And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you
So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown
Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey
Blowin' up your face with your pistols
And get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang
Nigga wanna roll with Bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool
Don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang
All up in that body, got him, got him
We won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time
I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine
[Bizzy Bone]
Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you loss
And make it look to floss
Let there be coffins for all of your offspring
Now let there be coffins for all of your offspring
For the police on the corner, creepin' up
Here come them soldiers pullin' up
Better watch one of them St. Clair niggas
Put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya
Really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit
You runnin' with a gang of bitches for you
Ready when I'm ready to do it you
It in my thang but a buck, buck is small change
It's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin'
And the Bizzy maintain, nigga this the North Coast homie
That city where the St. Clair niggas sell dope
I hear police roll deep in the set, see none of us scared
And we show that it's on, bitch, bang
You feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch
I done put it down with my click, and stood on my own,
And kill flesh and I rest on the nine
I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs
And em' all niggas been anxious lil' Bizzy, but it's all good
I still ball, and I know when ya roll
I'm snatchin' your souls with the Bone
We can show it, and since I'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer
My niggas, I figured I'd let 'em all know it
Playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think I'm scared
You, dead wrong, did you think when I break you down.
[Hook repeated to fade]
bone thugs-n-harmony - 2 glocks
[Bizzy Bone:]
Give it to em, bring your gun
Give it to em, bring your gun
[Krayzie Bone:]
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death, death
Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death death
You could be the first to feel the heat
to see how much we got, we got
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
Still don't give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car
And fuck who you are
You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane
I'm talking loco, crazy as hell
It ain't just a name
It's the game
And we done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
Besides that, ain't nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm still a thug
Nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone Thugs niggas
Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it
And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murder murder"
Never forgot where we come from
Watch how you move your tongue
Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
And smash and crash
Protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on your ass like I was a heat seeker
Quickly the reaper peep you
Sweep you off your feet in Cleveland
[Layzie Bone:]
I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you
Introduce you to this heat
I sweep the street
When I draw down, let me hear you say "fuck the law now"
Rawest niggas in the town
Ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound, nigga that's the motto
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real
Show me your game
I'm sure gonna claim
What the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you haters ain't got no business
that's how we attack your shit
Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the middle of the Grammy
And the media might ban me
Nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone:]
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money
Before it all gets spent up
And you wanna get rid of
A hood bitch with game
And every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin with the wood grain
Everybody still playin that hood game quiet
Especially when it's tired
My environment ain't nothin but niggas dieing
In them chemical fed injections in Jasper Texas
Split up these niggas off in different sections
Don't hate my message
Destiny led to mimic
Chastity for my daughter
Wad up a niggas sherm
And come listen to the sermon
Swervin in my Surburban, lick it up with the bottle
But everybody know I got some problems
Had dreams of the Apollo
The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run
A nigga not insane
Niggas still with me
Bone, somehow they turn up
Run up and get your sign
Run blindly, elevate through time
Nowhere to hide
[Flesh-N-Bone:]
Our dawgs finna haul off lead
Sawed-off head
Nigga you drippin soakin with bloodly body be beggin me
You know what you should've capped like 2 pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked up
Don't you niggas?
Runnin up blastin gas craters
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky?
Could it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane
For the untamed
Insane human only the Fifth Dawg
Fuck you thought mutherfuck fame
For the fact the shit is a phat game
Going remain number one in the Land
Flesh, strangle the gang
Bang bang!
Bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say
Now how many times will I have to slay today?
Will I raise my guage?
Oh God!
How will I teach yaa, but it's these tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you
Don't have it?
Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards
Blast it, we sons of assassins
Match it, collecting more cash
That's true, you're feeling that
Niggas said all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villian
Hit 'em
With a venomous blow!
I call on my mighty archang-el
Gonna surround my soul but go with the calico yo'
We the tightest you know Mo, the Mighty
Yes trues humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Seventh Sign
For the FBI you wanna come test my enterprise?
Bitch you better go think twice
And open up your mutherfucking eyes
These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay
Everyday stormin your way
You better lay low
So you might just duck when I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day
Since we having a ball all day
Motherfuckers player hate
[Chorus]
bone thugs-n-harmony - 7 sign
Bizzy:
Yeah, this for all you non-believers, especially out in the C-O. Man,
fuck y'all niggas.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in myeye [my
eye].
Maje$ty:
7 Sign . . .
Bizzy:
I put who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, glock you andstop
you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, pop you andstop
you [stop you, stop you].
Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up even if I'm under
surveillance, I watch out, wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily,throwin' up
7, what am I yellin'? Murderer. Nigga, once you come must belike
crazy if you [Muthafucka, don't play me] play me. Nigga, nottoday. I
see you but you can't see me. I know with all of government and,yes,
this will get crazy and blow [bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb].
Maje$ty:
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn, blastin' out yoursteroes
or your headphones. The roots exploited clones; therefore, it'smy job to
describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit. Artisticskin
abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections, it'smagnified to
new levels of elevation.
Bizzy:
Seven sign, seven, seven sign, seven, seventh sign seal.
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in myeye [my
eyes, my eyes].
Now, look who got you, then, who shot you, who pop you, glockyou
and stop you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who pop you, glock you andstop
you [stop you, stop you].
Bizzy:
The Rip here to run in the street, and flippin' on police, yeahthey know
me, I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears, and atleast I
had my homie and a nigga, K, homie. All bitches, look into it asyou
want the real killa? Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, andshoot it, shoot
it. And you knew it, too, when, when you looked in my eyes, I'mready 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, pictureme loc'd
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, catchsub-zero
freeze and crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back,slacks
only in dress pants, have you ever danced with the devil inpale
moonlight? I have. Hollywood niggas make me laugh. Sell adream to
'em. Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash. Myoverhead
projects how ends meet to foul or ejected, lyrics was selectedbeyond my
control, last door on the totem pole, pockets swoll from taperesidue, last
interview and went in daytime, it's made a promise to let downsmooth
criminals gently and (?) grab your earlobe and billion, this isbig
business, buy tapes, don't lend, niggas (?) while I scrap changefor
phillies, why grill me? Got bigger balls to chase waterfallswith Chili,
explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over thehook so
when you slip, gots it. I ride up on it. I had to maintain mymental
frame, and now I'm Boneless, word sound 'til I'm foamin'. Cybergenics
wanted my genes for clonin'. Disownin' heads like Romans fightrebel
Trojans. More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articlesand
promotions make me more potent. Deadly to the mind, 'causin'
somethin' to be blind, redefine lines entertwined with allmankind.
Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame, the boogie downBronx
is where the heart still remain.
Bizzy:
I'm a let a nigga know, you know what I'm sayin', just right offthe 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 be losin' my mind . . .] I must be.
Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give this nigga ajob. Is you
ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob. Wecan
spar, but you gon' drop [drop], I'm a bomb, ready for war, will Ip-pop
pop, better look out for miles, been doomed since the womb. Willhe put
me in my tomb? I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter yourroom,
boom. Stomped through Compton and cities y'all ain't neverheard of,
and listen, I bet there's thousand people screamin' out "murder,murderin'
ya." Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a (?). I'm tatted sowhen I die
you can see what's deep my eyes. Trues ride but trues die, mynigga,
don't cry, I shedded my last tear when I found out love was alie. So I try,
but it ain't nothin' for my mental. So piss off my pencil, and Iblast, dash
in a rental. One nigga got (?) and off he in a trap withsawed-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 allthem
skeletons got so close and they got so (?) if it ain't (?), thisfamily that
don't give a fuck who you are. It ain't nothin' like sometrouble. How
close? How far [how far, how far]?
bone thugs-n-harmony - a thug soldier conversation
Krayzie Bone: So what you doing to stay on point hommie
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
Krayzie Bone: tell me the main s*** you want these mothaf***ers to know out here
Flesh-n-Bone: for one for one when i get back there on the mic with my doggs
there see what i'm say'n you see what i'm sayin we gonna be a force all ways
the regular way
Krayzie Bone: you came up with some hot s*** huh
Flesh-n-Bone: i'm gettin tighter and tighter every day you know what i'm say'n
i i'm still you know you know i'm gettin buff see what i'm say'n my chest is
like kind of stiking out there you know what i'm say'n so what it comes to
rhym'n on the mic i'm lil bit quicker and swifter so you know you know man you
know we just gone be a force to reken wit when i get out of there
Krayzie Bone: so what you got planned when you get out hommie
Flesh-n-Bone: go straght to work i'm goin to work i'm workin none stop i aint
no joke no bull in my game i'm goin to work i aint gone stop workin sun up to
sun down i'm workin i'm goin to work thats all i'm doin
Krayzie Bone: ay man hold on for a minute let me see if i can get the rest of
the fellas on line
bone thugs-n-harmony - ain t no hoes
[Intro: Twista]
Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck Right Back At Your Ass
For The 07 We On Some New Shit
Now You Have Tried And You Have Died
So From Now On, The Midwest Is Unified
And We Bout To Hit You Wit Some Shit Like This
[Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
(Niggas aint no hoes)
In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
What you runnin for
(Nigga what You runnin for)
[repeat 2X]
Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)
[Twista]
What you know about grown thugs, Bone Thugs N Harmony
Ima be lettin everybody know about it
Steady trippin and bitchin over stylez when we shoulda been getting gwop
I aint no motherfuckin hoe about it
Now take a shot of patron sit back and zone
On some niggas united cause we the shit when we spit
Early on all the vision was hazy
Now its just Krayzie and Layzie Wish and Twis in this bitch
We be snappin so accurate with the lyrics when we pop it we make everybody
Go nuts, Nigga hold up, got the competition sewed up, go get me something to roll up
And I spit it for my niggas and bitches I know in the ghetto
And all of my ballers and my family doing fed time
And everybody thats hating on the science of this alliance
For violence high instance I'll show you its bed time
Crack to herbs, sendin niggas back to work
Bone thugs you cant ask for more
Gotta hit em with what the fans asking for
Aint no way that you can fuck with the fantastic four
Niggas dont wanna see me, cause they know that ima do ya
And leave you totally crushed
When I told Mr.Ouija that I wanna know my future
He told me that it was us now what you talkin bout
[Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
(Niggas aint no hoes)
In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
What you runnin for
(Nigga what You runnin for)
[repeat 2X]
Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)
[Krayzie Bone]
Now everybody wanna know about it
If its certified, they heard it through the gravevine
Could it really be real, is it a rumor or a straight lie
Proof is in the music so you cant deny we changing times (why)
History is in the making nigga get ready for this thug invasion
And lots of money making
Hundred millions we could learn to make a killin real niggas
And too bad for the contenders
We can spit it, and go round for round (round for round)
Take em straight back to the underground (underground)
Bone and Twist on some shit like this
Make a nigga stop quick like whats that sound (whats that sound)
You fanna hear a nigga really fuckin dope
And got that nigga Twista creepin on the cause
Swisha full of bud
Give a nigga love
Feel it through the blood
This is for the Thugs (what)
Maintain all day on the paper chase
The fame came but I rather just take the pay
Man I rather take the millions and not be out on the market
Or a target for a killing, really
So my tech-9 right there when you test mine
Immediatley stretched out
We breathe for the Mid-West side
[Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
(Niggas aint no hoes)
In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
What you runnin for
(Nigga what You runnin for)
[repeat 2X]
Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)
[Layzie Bone]
Look at these killas tonight
My dawgs with a little drama that a nigga had to witness through the business
Trying to trap us in this music game
Can never be defeated
We all beleive in Jesus and he helps us when we need it
And thats how we made it through this thang
Who woulda thought that Lil Layzie and Twis
Midwest Invasion woulda brought us to this
Spit yo game talk yo shit you kno just who you fuckin with
The realest that could spit it, dig it, now here goes another hit
Cleveland niggas always been on the grind
Chicago niggas always been on the grind
Like Makaveli's Thug Nation aint no time being wasted
Sayin a nigga gotta take it so Im going for mine
Now could it be that it was already written
Smokin on the dro but I know I aint trippin
Glass full of henny with a pocket full of money
This is real as you get it, aint a damn thang funny
Real niggas do real thangs, it dont stop
Real niggas play no games on my block
Say Im fuckin with you
Better beleive its Bone and Twista for my homies, for my niggas
I make that thang pop
(pop pop pop)
Ready when the trouble knock
(knock knock knock)
Souljas from the double glock
(glock glock glock)
Always gonna keep it hot
(hot hot hot)
We takin control of yo shit
[Hook: Twista and Krayzie Bone]
Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
Gotta show em that we aint no hoes
(Niggas aint no hoes)
In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah
Let it ride on them niggas
Gotta hit em, What you runnin for
What you runnin for
(Nigga what You runnin for)
[repeat 2X]
Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)
Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)
(Krayzie Bone till fade)
Killa
Killa
Killa
Killa
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