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Budsmokers Only
(Chorus) Budsmokers only Budsmokers Only Only Only (4x)
So niggas be passin that weed on to tha thugs dem niggas from Cleveland gotta smoke till it's all gone now we wanna bone cuz a nigga be creepin. Call all my thugstas all dem niggas drowned, call all my thugstas all dem niggas mo weed (can't get the rest)
Gotta get me some hydro gotta choke let em up with a little bit of smoke in my throat. Can't let a me high go come I broke mo thug, in the bud can't get em up off and in me, here we split up a blunt and I roll up my blunt and we get O'd and they live with my killa drug dealer, big Will a crazy nigga weeded.
Lit up a blunt gotta have that hydro need me a hit of the tweed (yes I'm sure there's a T there) make me drop to my knees. And I gotta give love to the green leaves steadily spendin that cheese feelin at ease. Thuggin on off in the cut now when I'm checkin on how this shits on, in a race smoked outwith my nigga Tay. Smokin that tweed til we fall in our graves.
Make em be takin me makin me money weed run me. And headin for rolls smoke a tha Bone get that Bone wrong, nigga me cup n choke with a real low tease lokes, strong Bone, I gotta say no to ?toke ons? so choke on and all of us smoke til it's gone, so long and stay down.
Gonna get ya fucked up, gonna get ya fucked up HEY NOW gonna get ya fucked up, gonna get ya fucked up PASS ME SOME WEED NOW. (2x)
Mr. Inventor of the green leaves gotta give peace cuz I love this type shit. And it's never gonna quit nana told me betta stop, but man fuck that bitch. Me neva goin quit me smoke try to tell me get to your throat. Gots ta run me home fuckin with Bone lovin this weed song.
Thuggin with me tru's swiggin on brews steadily losin me balance. Take a puff to tha dome trippin on Flesh Bone showin of me talent. Smoke a til a me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come ride. Come and you smoke up a blunt n get nice, nigga take a weed fiend's advice.
Feelin off to the main, quarter roll to the brain. Smokin like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane other niggas can't hang it's a Bone thing, how a nigga like me smoke maintain n remain #1 here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga got it swing to the curb, split up absurd but fucker gotta have dem ?weeders?
If ya got a bag of weed well blaze it with me fool. Now don't be stingy and please don't pin it make it swollen, cuz if I had me some weed you know I'd smoke it with you. Come come get a with a me, me and my niggas blunt be rollin.
Chorus (6x) Take a hit of tha reefer keep smokin (7x)
1st of Tha Month
Wake up, wake up, wake up its tha 1st of tha month. Get up, ge tup,get up so cash your checks and come on.
(chorus) 4X
Hey my niggaz we're having a wonderful day, and I won't front wit ya.Why? Cuz it's tha 1st of tha month and now we smoking, choking, rolling, buzzing, sipping on 40 ounces thuggin' come come we got tha blessed rum. From choking all night we high. Give it up got towhere? East 99. I get wit my niggaz they give me some yayo, double up nigga what you need, we got weed to get POD, think for tha green leaves, double up tha 1st tha show better lay low, cuz popo creep on tha roll so. Wait, can't, can't get away but toss that yayo keep your bank roll.
Yeah, we're having a celebration, a first day out. And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine crime after crime. Better creep to tha pad cuz mom's got grubs on tha grill. If we got tha food ooh, you know it was tha 1st of tha month my niggaz we chills for real.
(chorus) 4X
nigga and I see that my sista was already dressed. She said I'm gonna run and go get my stanze. Watch and make sure no ones natches my jacket that's tha mailman, sort thru tha mail and put it up in name pocket savin' it. Hitting it tha ninety nine and giving it up a4-tay no wanna know fuckin' run dead, freedom. Hop on tha 10 to tha click. Ready to get dem up put dem up thru, and cash that dum, and I gotta get there there there hello, hello St. Clair got much to offer. When I have any weed on 93, I hop on tha glock glock for some dollarz. So get a bag of dope on tha corner oh. Most of my niggaz got tha same, and we're gonna roll dem on up and smoke. Hitting that reefer hydro,we know they got some fuckin' popo. Tossing that nickel and roll,we're gonna say mo. Running thru tha alley and in a melee, up on tha second tha sundown. Those run from, January November December remember another 1st of tha month.
(chorus) 4X
Cuz it's tha 1st of tha month. Gotta grind gotta get mine, in tha hood that I clim I slang on that double 9. Gotta find dem doves,taggin' for killa thuggin' love, whats up. Come and stand on my corner,niggaz yo gonna, St. Clair niggaz don't like that. And selling them dummies making that money, come back niggaz pap pap. From tha 1st to tha15th,niggaz smoke plenty weed, but I gotta save gotta come up. Put my rocks in tha cut, when I get high gotta place that drum, huh. Gotta roll to tha pad, count up my profits and add it to that stash. Gotta watch my back see, for niggaz trying to rob me, fool. But neva no shortless' no losses don't be keepin' these niggaz up off me see. Get up a hold of a car, steal a couple of beers, uh, smoke a lot of weeds on tha 1st.
(chorus) 4X
Waking up feeling tha buzz up early in tha morning stretchin' I'm down and light weight bit chugga lugga take a fist to tha dome. And still that they kick wit my trues but a nigga is 1st so I'm getting my hustle blown. Up on tha phone, calling up Krayzie B.O.N.E.. Wanna know did your O.G. check come? "She put me down." Or I hop on tha bus wit Biz. "Let's get drunk." And I'm coming wit blunts after blunts of this skunk nigga Te just put me down. Oh God how I love when tha 1st come around now, me feelin' black and mild, negroes town. Cuz niggaz tha1st get celebrated, rushing to tha block cuz I don't wanna get faded. Niggaz know why cuz I'm getting me hair braided, we heavy off into this game. True to tha 1st just call me that po slang. Tha nickels and dimes in 20's n' 50's tha 1st be tha day for that dope mans lingin' that cocaine fool, and I'm working late tonight. And all demfriends be lovin' dem thugs cuz they got dem rocks for dem price come come wit tha ease I gotta get paid on tha 1st gotta blaze up no splif. Get live wit tha Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas, and tha Graveyard Shifts, on tha 1st.
(chorus) 8X
Crept and We Came
[Chorus] Sto can get full, smokin jack move, ready to pep you if we have to tell ya. None of us said that we'd makin them chiiiilll.
Runna me off in a coffin and ah all of us prayed follow me murda this gauge Follow me murda us wigs steadily pumpkin let my pealers peal ya poor poor the Salsa pop pop out of the window we go little ripstar bail off pumpin better Rough this regain tossed off in ah coffin with bang slang from the dark side Bang bang from the dark side bang outta the thuggish ruggish city city while i Went bail puttem in back through my lair while the 12 gauge smokes from pumpkin Change aload of murda murda commin to serve you runnin wit gats and bats and Bones and i bit the roses out with gore cause thatÕs how i crept and i came Ah remember that killa that nigga named leather face now if you a thug nigga Pick up your pump and buck it but the preacher begun to fuck it nigga went to Me and nigga its a real thang now never takin no shortz no losses man no way No how pumpkin now i steadily thinkin that if i change my daily thang nigga DonÕt hang with phony buster niggaz only roll with thug starz killaz beat on me Gut as i stick as long as we murda em every time now bodies be dug up in Dump starz execution double 9 style hey say give it up to the niggaz who Steadily swangin that yahoo bankroll wanna pump around us when you lay low Nigga should of seen the bone that came to touchdown canÕt live with the Pain and we crept up outta me hometown me hate to be leaven the glock glock Now but im livin so low down bone gotta roll out we livin like trues give it Up to the bang always say down for my thang and always remain the same never Gonna change out my hood i claim nigga that jumped in the game in straight Confusion cause niggaz be shaded niggaz still got to watch as they gay lay Even more lately but they cant break lil lazy so nigga stay fucked cause i Gotta get paid the buddah and blunt forever me blaze thinkin in my murdarus Ways prison the gauge let the buckshot spray to this day gane killa no shortz No losses was meant nigga not play bottom line nigga and Cleveland in your Face And nigga we roll with ruthless in the 9 for the pain for the game for The love of money fuck the fame we be gang we crept and we came (chorus) bone Crept and we came as a gang bang told to get down from them thangs man but Bones still kickin with the same trues thuggin on the glock glock aint shit Changed buck em fuck em puttem in the ground way down lay down buster nigga DonÕt be trippin no dont be trippin no dumb shit bone still pump in them daily Slugs attach creepin up outta the hood rolled to the westcoast with this rap Shit nigga make good thinkin on the 99 reachin for my 9 reach in for your shit Wish you would pumpkin dem slugs puttem in ah body bag nigga die for your cash Nigga thatÕs your life nigga its like that when my shit clacks trough the Temple straight throw the mind bailin on the clair getting much love needin mo Bud gotta sell me some dum dum smoke me needin that yum yum depe and it aint Shit to swang some thangs but my casetro (chorus 1x) a nigga stay down for my thang bang sendin them bullets up in the brain to them bustaz Hustlaz so nigga never trust us we the mother fuckin drug stars drugin 12 gauge Pump slugs never no shortz no losses nigga the fifth dog now bang swang gotta Get em all insane so many hoes that took the lose nigga get tough but i'm Bossin em off the hook when i puttem down bone wanna fuck with a thug your Wrong i the they lay when i spray that chrome bullets they fly, niggaz they die Im commin to win a ride got mine east 99 up into that crime when thugg starz Findin time to grind droppin the dime cockin the 9 and ready to aim pullin the Trigger to blow out your brains bone got a gang man we crept and we came
(chorus, backwards, until song fades)
Eternal
Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin land of the heartless, 5 true thugs from tha double glock, n you fall ready to pop to tha dome eternally it's on. Yeah
Straight mo thug nigga return from the Clair, catch dem slugs betta not dead. We thuggin and pocket distributin yayo, Lil' Layzie beat it daily collectin me bankroll rollin with trus nothin to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talk screamin out murder comin ta serve ya nigga we told ya Bone be stalkin sweet walkin. no1 Assassin pick up the pump and be causin that 12 guage eruption.
Let loose with a buckshot blastin Bone up out of the cut and be buckin. Eternally here to stay in the kacky suits and the high tech boots, oops I'm comin with troops fools be ready to shoot collectin my loot. Blazin a burner my brain it's insane I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang, givin no slang try to fuck with a chain gang. Bang straight land of tha heartless where the thugs be thinkin on execution, str 8 prosecution. Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion.
(Chorus) Keepin em on the run with a me shotgun. I swang with a click tight clan. (4x) Pow
Comin em fallin with a me hollow points now, pow puttin me body underground. Put em in the ground and lay way down, clair, blast stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city and a me strap back right ready me pap pap in broad daylight. Chill with me roll roll roll to tha boneyard hit that hydro. That's when we bail, we sell gotta keep that high goin. My mind fried, ride to tha darkside feel the darkness. E.99 mind the thugs I loves them heartlesss yeah. Put out me nine tried follow come inside. You can run you won't escape alive. So many tried but died.
Niggas be runnin and duckin dem bullets. They tried to escape but all they get sprayed Gotta get away when po pos chase me. So me run a with me guage, bang bang put em in a coffin. Buck pump dumpin dem bodies, come again, dumpin dem bodies. Murder dem, deep in their posse. Thug wood check the glock glock. But 2 handed we swang niggas bring the pain and remain smoke bud all day and maintain. They come they gun they run from the po po, jump the fence hit 95th and how. Nigga let's roll some shit and smoke out lookin for many of dem let's tell em pump pump. Back up off me, nigga me fucked up now. Lil' Tommy screamin out six-five, that's when a me jumped up, I'm out now. Lil' nigga playin with the police hit the clair get em up with Big Will take nigga need some weed, it's funny I ain't got no money. Nigga put me down swing to the bus stop, swig some brews. Willie don't drink but it's for me tru's, smokin with me 4 crazy niggas wit ain't nothin to lose.
Chorus (8x)
Hey, now from the C-town we beat em thug niggas, no straight came up. Nigga wanna test much rest buckshots all in the chest, he's fucked up. Killers with a nigga that's real all in that Clair. Bleed in tha dump pop and he run, gun bodies goin fall my Clevelan niggas wzup. He down for that thang in a gang, bang bang, if ya have to beat a nigga down in any town. Now don't let me catch ya. Mentality's straight from the C-town, where everyday niggas get beat down. Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think your peach game, now to tha nigga there's just nobody fuckin with Bone. Swang with a click tight clan it's on eternally flow style nigga that's Bone.
Chorus (10x)
"Mo' Murda"
[Chorus] Mo murda, mo murda, come come again.
Dear Mr. Quiji, betta know who the boss is so nigga you wanta get tossed in in a river nigga put 'em in the mud steady pump blood nigga no love show for the BONE when I grab that chrome then hunk ya dome follow me roll stroll down East 99 find these roll hoes, nigga if you woke and all of a sudden niga you was up in my hood I'm a rip thuggish nigga so ah, I would have to kill ya so die hop thug to the car for pick up my pump dump chumps and ya got ya pain nigga got fucked up bang takin no shorts so fuck ya man, ....... slain them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames crazy is sain to the brain hey we niggas who think we play nigga me deadly with the gun we're sure they did the them BONE runnin wit gun steady leavin them bodies dumped off in the ally foe dead, "I'm here, kill 'em all, mo murda mo murda" that's what Quiji said, gotta put one in ya head bang comin to serve mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda.
[Chorus]
Wanta die of murda bloody mo murda livin in the land of the heartless comin up daily until a me murdered them all I'm never going to fall so I murdered them baby, get 'em up wit a me thugs see 'em on the corner and they slangin dem drugs giving up shots out to the glock glock 88 and 10-5 where killas be pumpin dem slugs, niggas me fillin me ... inside me 12 gauge eruption, and I'm on the run (road) less tussin in ..... be fussin and 'bout to be bustin me killa wit a buckshot I'm a peel ya number one assassin still a
real a nigga down foe my crime niggas be down try to stay to the grind, niggas is going insane taking a shot to the brain and man. So call it a shame but what ... thang off this murda game and I'm feelin not a bit remorsful my 12 gauge just so forceful so playa hate when I'm in ya town and nigga me buckin 'em down, and I'm givin up peace to the hustlers, thugstaz and 12 gauge pumpstaz drug 'em in guttas mo murda me style now puttem on the ground lay down, nigga check my thang, the way that we swang when I'm coming to serve ya with a nine cocked and it's ready to pop letting off shots lazy be screaming out murda mo murda
[Chorus]
Gotta kill get 'em no where to run can't get away from my shotgun leaving them bodies fucked up pump pump to the ground betta leave it alone, nigga wanta die one fuckin .. mo thug nigga we killas biz now you want to catch some bang bang nigga want to die when I let my nuts hang, what is it in me, made me feel like I gots to murda ya, ya slip and I'm high pullin my trigga nigga ya die soldier, four killas we creepin and comin to hurt ya mo murda betta pack that .. feelin like killin ya die to- night you don't want to head about that glock pop glock don't stop we all about murda mo finger on the trigga mo thug let go, we straight from Cleve- land clack back nigga ya bleedin you dont want to fuck with BONE pullin that chrome now nigga ya gone if you want to die bye see you in the gutter let momma cry, watch mo thug killas pump pump put em in the ground with his head blown gone mo murda mo murda mo murda.
[Chorus]
Eternally thugsta style, wanta die of murda now, East 99 follow me grind and all the sendin that body underground way down we ride and everyone dies and I murda wit my killas and all of my thuggish ruggish niggas, (no lie), jug a the bloody mo victem get 'em get 'em that ah be little ripsta sinista killin' yall put 'em in a river 'bout to shiver fuck fuck that nigga, and I'm up the side must be plannin on dumpin remember me sprayed em slain em gauged em layed em all up off in a coffin ready to fade 'em to buck or to shoot with a 12 gauge eruption creep out your seat but ya weak come to step found that none of my niggas was bluffin, on the love with the murda man, the murda game the same wit a bang bang bang cameras is above you .. run 'em all off St. Clair pays put a murda mo oh no hoe wit a thugsta, strow 44 slip at the po po's. stop 'em drop 'em ........ they froze you know nigga we can't be bluffin with bang insane when I put one to ya drop and mo murda then blow out ya brain.
[Chorus]
No Shorts no Losses
(Chours) Bone come break'em down Takin no shortz no losses man (*4) (Way down Way dowm) I'm taking a swig of the burb word down on my fith and swerve drunl cause I've been on the curb get up to purchase some hurbs to ease up my nerves while a ****** got rocks to serve heard about thugs n hustlaz but never new nut like thugs before were druggin em up dumpstars suck these thuggish ruggish nuts peep this cup **** wonna do some dirt put em in work and I hit em where it hurts puttin that damn ball first and i'll hit em with a Qigui curse come worse to worse duck if you wanted to test bone the conce quences are fatal ready me strap pap puting me sawed up clack back cause I be livin my label RUTHLESS!! and instead of me putin it down just for the love of money YA!! For the better waste like clair for the love that brought me here droppin peace to the double glock ready when the trouble knocks pop pop your pistol now if a *** wanna run up gun up put em on the ground make em lay down stay down huminies more with thug **** mo murda that clown five ***** low down from the roughness and I swereve try to crap these bones bring all your strechers your jelly your ___________your coffin___________ come get that ***** towed by the boss bietch anit takin no shortz no losses (Chours) ******* Go false with me now Krazie that **** pump pump *** thats my daily thang down with the pain bang swangin dem thugs hit but it don't matter man sane to the brain my **** so who could you __________________________________________ decide you want some of this now worth 1 bid and ****** were comin to cut cha if he lip ya the same old stick and I flip on that thing me ***** that be tryin to stud the thugs but *** back up it's a bone thang what never takin no shortz no losses creepin up out of my glid see mo murda mo murda and Quiji will be with me creepin on ah come up doin it for the love of money (Stalkin getfo smokin jackmo ready to pap you if have to) remember me no surrender killa me comin mo diggin a coffin me no pretender Leather Face takin no shortz no losses (Chours) Aint takin no shortz no losses tossin *** all up in em coffins lett em no when they run up I gun gatem got to know who the boss is see pop pop let em drop mo thugs them *** is nothin but killas me creepin we needin me money we seen him we caught him we hung him Uh!! I'm lovin my thug **** my click this nothin but hustlaz **** ya know that I'al hurt ya sorry gotta murda my bustaz now hard time gotta grind get mines even if it means pap thats your life and a ***** gotta die by a sword or the gauge or my 9 cover my palm got slugs all up in ya now what should a ****** just like a ***** anit no ___ that trigger you punk its a Wi$h bone no shortz gotta get mine ya it's my time me and my thugs smokin and choke let a **** P o d of that wine (Chours) ______________ Darkside come creep in ah hard **** if you test my hood it will be your losse even if you bring your click and tied but look it aint no good can't ***** aint my gang no thugs the bullets they bang em strange the ____ and drugem up off the clair we strip em and beat the brains out I gotta give to all my trues instead of me paying me dues we *** with nothin to losse trippin and sippin on brews and nothin to fool mo thugs we commin to smoke mo bud think for the green leaves *** we pull them trees I up all on my chesse now give me no what me need remember me killa drug della still a real *** and i'm going to dig you so *** if you run I'm profound to rip in me put in me word puttin me bullets in hurt better run the joggin diggin you deep in the dirt squirt blood seen the bone aint takin no shortz no losses (Chours) Long gone Lazie makin me run some ***** up bud little ripstar get your cleaver thug sawed off my ********* show they nuts and guts runnin up out they cut pumpin bucks ready to **** you up lets busem instead me dumpin thugin on the clair oh ya the smokin got out on the lady jumpin wit players lettin me pump and bullet fealin the glock glock grow we be pukin out of the window we peep the puke commin out the puke on out the back door bang on the darkside ride pick up your tek and fly while I die by all my remorsed with the times of the 99 ride me killa brave *** comin up out my friends REST IN PEACE run away fr>
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Buddah Lovaz
shit niga itÕs the nigazz night out tonight ARRROOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Keep hitten that reefa sendin me straight to heaven (x4)
Keep rollin smokin and chokin Buddah Lovaz gotta learn to smoke the Buddah IÕm so glad you showed me Krazie Lazie Wi$h Wi$h Reefa really makes me happy Hydrooo you just canÕt let ah me high go Smoke it up all day Hydrooo you just canÕt let ah me high go Smoke smoke smokin that hydrooo WonÕt wonÕt let ah my high go (x4)
Water do reef from the slaughter Straight to some whiskey to give me a sack a sack a sack a sack a sack (x6)
Taking a hit of the bud gotta give love to my thugs I smoke and I choke and now what IÕm funked up That hydro really got me buzzed Taking a hit of the bud Gotta give love to my thugs I smoke and I choke and now what IÕm funked up That hydro really got me buzzed me buzzed
Keep rollen smollen and chokin (x8)
Nothin but the bull in me Me puttin a case up in ah me trunk Box ah blunts Come get DDRRRUUUUUNNNNKKKKKKK ItÕs nothin but the bull in me Me puttin ah case up in ah me trunk Sack is gone Come get drunk ThereÕs up on me WWWWWWHHHHHYYYYYYY Follow me Come down the 99 And you will find another crime everytime (Mixed in) Nothin to find W crime I gotta get rum follow me come Gotta get mine But im sendin them bullets In LLLLLLOOOOOOWWWWW (Mixed in) Bloody me write whats down ya
Buddahhh Lovvazzzzzzzzzzz Shell Gotta put em into your soul And follow me Buddah (Mixed in) Hitten that hydro Let me school YYAAAAAAAA Oh gotta put that Buddah in ya DonÕt let that Buddah fool ya (Mixed in) ItÕs nothin but the bull in me HHEEEEEEYYYYYYY ItÕs nothin but the bull in me HHEEEEEEYYYYYYY Keep hittin that reefa Sendin me straight to heaven (x4)
If you gotta bag of tweed Will blaze it wit me fool Thugin wit trues Swingin them brews Stead of me loosin my balance ItÕs a BONE thang How a nigazz like me smoke and maintain maintain How a niga like me smoke and maintain remain the same KNOW ONE!!!!!! (Little Mix)
Down '71 The Getaway
Playa hatin' ass mothafuckas man fuck dat Man put that shit out man you not supposed to smokin' no mothafuckin' weed in court Man, fuck dat man, they got my nigga Naw man dat shit ain't cool man
(unintelligible)
Ok, order in the court People vs. Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, case number 360 1999 Will the defendant please stand Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing Bizzy Bone? Naw, man [You know the mothafucka did it] Well, the court sentences you to death by electric chair...
We had to get 'em up with two Guns runnin' side by side With number one bet I won't drop my page on When the po-po chase and catch Me they hit, then I'm dyin' Wish grippin' the six shot pump some Spit it! Gotta let all me lead off Copper thought that he had me cuffed Little Layzie blew his head off You don't wanna get up The bullets they start to get lit up Number one master thuggin' but I come already Buckin' my speed up Back from the double glock With a finger of full rocks This perfect getaway from the pigs But I'll peel when I hit the fences Creepin' up the trenches I'm bailin' while they trailin' Better make hailin' an assailant Ain't no tellin' where Those coppers be dwell One had spotted me Picked up a piece and shot at me Better practice what I preach To see these two slugs up in his body god Run with smoke coming from the barrel of me gun Hit the bin oh when them dumb dumb mind got young dumb on a dead end They sittin', then they let in They wanted me up in a coffin Cops from everywhere was yellin' and wailin' I went unconscious from the stompin' Takin' a loss and waking up in the coffin And from what I was told they said I was tossed and to be arraigned at dawn and Lookin' in the eyes of a judge He knew right where to put that thug Straight to the cell With no parole In the hole, but I won't go Send me to death row Watchin' the time by fly fast But never be sittin' mindless never smilin' in silence hopin I die fast But chill! Sleep there gotta get away quick that on a me reefa Somehow must beat ya So peep up the creep of the reaper to meet ya Been on a mission flippin' the script betta check when the page just blew in Better think again it's a preacher with a grin On a mission for revenge with that mac-10 Let a nigga real clear gotta pump them slugs in them cops That he made drop glock, went pop pop With a lil' thug on the double glock Back from hell and ready to bail Try to hit the trail cause they want my nigga fried Holdin' the bottle, when I got a grenade Inside the squad Get ready for the rumble And heard them mo' thugs pull in me gauge and laughter Keep buckin' 'em faster All's I was thinkin' when I seen them busters scatter Better watch out for them buck shots cause I can't find me gauge Betta' bust them souls in the grave So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave Can't be safe I'm buckin' And lil' ripsta reinforcements comin' in fast I blast Cause my nigga never cease the mac-10 that a nigga gun gun blast on they ass Gotta rip on their chests, through vests mac-10's sawed off eruptions Got plenty ammunition not missin' Listen, destruction, I'm bustin' Cause I'm makin that getaway, 'bout to get away Niggas got to escape And its never too late When you try to dance you break Niggas just can't test the Bone fate We steadily runnin', duckin' Comin' up to the front door barricade it And I put a grenade, toss to the door let it explode and We made it! Creepin' in the courtyard So Krayzie feel his safety comin' Hittin' the fence and jumpin' it quick Krayzie's tec 9 bullets on me
Well it seems as if dem boys Bizzy and Layzie have got themselves into another jimmy... Well I'd love to see them boys get they self out of this one...
As soon as I went in the smog Rollin real fast like a dog and it began to the gauge And you just can't let go They done labeled my niggas psychotic Bitches' has got him Sendin' em to death row Scoopin' up the devil Creepin the scene when my niggas trail Givin' out 187 & bail Gotta get my nigga ripped out the cell Its all over now How my nigga number one disguised as the preacher Won't be pullin' no bible mission for survival Niggas done creeped up Tec millimeter So fuck it up with the alarm Now its o