Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

"Resurrection (Paper, Paper)"

"Resurrection (Paper, Paper)"


[Intro: Bizzy Bone]

Where the fiends at?
[Laughs]
Nigga
Bone Thugs
Harmony

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse One: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
My my babys bangin,
beefin with me,
squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
but the ways of a broad
don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
tie down.
And child hood scars,
crackhead cause niggas I dont know
that who'd ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it's over it's over,
for the soldiers who hear me, that'll
get me in trouble.
Can I be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
Can I get drunk off in some bar,
without some haters sayin
"Who do you think you are?!"
When I'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........

Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
we in the Flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
fuck what u heard and you read about us,
just believe what you saw.
Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the Bone,
But I sure dont click with hoes
and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
they poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
and when I run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
You punk niggas hate us,
but we don't trip,
we still get madd ass love.
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
rip it off his ass,
keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
fuck it that's all I been all of my life.
It's just T-H-U-G we be.
And it aint no thang,
keep buckin buckin,
dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Two: Layzie Bone, Wish Bone (Bizzy Bone) {Bizzy Bone & Wish Bone}]

Time after time,
everywhere I look,
everywhere I turn,
niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
but a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
and I really can't blame you,
cause I do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
livin that street life.
Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
thats why I got heat for armageddon.
Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin,
nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
thats pullin the trigga
is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
as we watch you bleed.
nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with Lay
is a game you shouldnt play,
even myself I could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
and Imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch,
and Bone Thugs in this bitch, nigga.

It's all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
betta count your shit
It's still St. Clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that I run with,
you dont wanna fuck with.
{Dollars and dollars but still,}
{we gotta get mo}
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
but not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
alot of plannin, bus rides, and {Eazy}
Fo cheese,
believe me,
believe me,
and it aint gone stop at the end of my time
with my Bone Thug love
I'ma always get mine.
And I mean that,
gotta have that,
paper paper,
money money,
money, money.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Three: Flesh-N-Bone (Layzie Bone)]

You better believe we five of the last
true soldiers standin' in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya'll, flip on yall,
I am what I am the Fifth Dawg!
It's all good,
paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell'em I got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E).
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo
fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they're down,
and we'll bang your brain,
muthafucka for thinkin he famous!

[Bridge: Bizzy Bone & Layzie Bone]
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,

We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh

[Verse Four: Flesh-N-Bone]

And if I can go bite the bullet
so Eazy in my cadillac,
bend a couple of corners,
smoke out with some hoes,
now where yall at?
21st century heroes,
two-triple-zero,
righteous ones,
And wish the Howse
then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand
 
"Retaliation"

"Retaliation"


guess who's back
[scream+loud gunshot]
right about now its time for those notorious thugs
Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie
Flesh, and that nigga DJ U-Neek
mo thug takin over so you best beware
cuz we came to shut this motherfuckea down

[Flesh and DJ Uneek talkin']
ya, bone comin back at you bitches for the 97
ya, these mothafuckaz didnt think it was on
old playa-hatin ass niggaz ya my niggaz brung they style to the table 1st
nigga, why dont you relize, reconize, idolize
its over bitch, its the art of war

[BONE:]
retaliation [6]

abort, when its the art of war
the art of war, of war
[x4]

abort, when its the art of war
1 and 2 world war
playa playa we done party over time
see we done partied over time
[x2]

(guess whos back) (BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY)
 
"See Me Shine"

"See Me Shine"


[Krayzie Bone]
They don't wanna see me shine! Don't wanna see me shine! Don't wanna see me fly! Don't wanna see me ride!

[Krayzie Bone]
Why they gotta hate? (hate!) Steady hatin' mine! (mine!) Smilin' in my face, (face!) fakin' on the side. They don't wanna see me shine.
[Jay Rush:] 'Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna, they don't wanna see me shine!

[Layzie Bone]
As long as I'm alive, no hater gonna never stop my drive! I did it and make it multiply. Anything else is suicide. Enemy of the world ? that's I. Energy of an eagle. I see no evil and I hear no lie! Niggas don't wanna see me fly higher than a rocket ship. Life is not rocket science. Every day is documented. All of my time is occupied. I'm gonna grind & I'm gonna shine! Ballin' 'til the end of time. Hate on me and it's all fine! You just ain't no friend of mine.

[Flesh-n-Bone]
I'm tryin' to focus on bigger and better things. With so many odds against me, I had to step up my game! Imagine problems with crooked coppers. Why they wanna go there? Try to pop me, lock me, but couldn't knock me off my square. I'm not surprised, you haters wanted to see Flesh stretched out without one thug, while I'm steady stressin' out But we doin' our own thing ? the wrong thing. You suckas fail everytime tryin' to stop my shine!

[Krayzie Bone]
Stay away, fade away, playa hater! Stay away, fade away, playa hater! (I need you to?) Stay away, fade away, playa hater! Stay away, fade away, playa hater! Twenty-four seven grindin'! Tryin' to get my shine on. That don't give 'em a reason to hate me, hate me, hate me! But I know my mind's strong. None of you suckas can break me! (Ha!) Nothin' can save ya now! They caught the Krayzie vapors! Stay away, fade away, playa hater! There's really no need to be crowdin' me, 'cause I can't deal with you haters surroundin' me, houndin' me! Tryin' to get my paper, hard to keep my faith up. It's time for me to raise up, and do this sucker shake up. True? T-H-U-G's and we come to kill you, kill you, kill you! I think they might be scared (might be scared) to let me shine 'cause I'm a righteous playa! (I'm a righteous, righteous, righteous playa!)

[Wish Bone]
See Me! Stack your paper, they hate my grind. Catch me! Push that's why I got my swagga down. Could never slip in the clip in. I know they want my life. Any weakness, not here, you know that Wish gonna ride! (ride) Hit the streets with that, better love! Watch out if you kiss and tell. You know not to show 'em love. It's just that they talk too much. You just never know who to trust. And just when you get enough, a target ? you will become. That's just the (??...)

[Bizzy Bone]
It's the devil's perpetuation! Tryin' to make my innocence. It's my retaliation, I don't need no ignorance. I'm standing against this army with Bone Thugs-n-harmony, harmony. Danger is just a part of me, like it's stuck in my arteries. These poor playa-haters are the motivators. But I get my paper, paper. The same rappers that hated us bought the verses, so we can take from them. Critics ? we can't escape from them. Don't you drink too much Hennessey. Ain't no time for to be slippin', we the world's worst enemy!

[Jay Rush:] I just got to know! They don't wanna see me shine! They don't wanna see me shine!

[Krayzie Bone]
They don't wanna see me shine! They don't wanna see me shine!

[Jay Rush]
So many people said we wouldn't take it, so many people said we couldn't make it! So I made up my mind!
([Krayzie Bone:] So I made up in my mind I had to take it. So I made up my mind I can take it.) So I made up my mind. I just gotta know, I just need to know. I just gotta know. I just gotta know. Why they wanna hate on me? Why they wanna steal my shine? Why they wanna hate on me? Why they wanna steal my shine? I just gotta know! I just gotta know! I just gotta know! I just gotta know! See me shine! See me shine! Oh see me shine! Oh see me shine! Yeah!

[Krayzie Bone]
They don't wanna see me shine! They don't wanna see me shine!
 
"Servin' Tha Fiends"

"Servin' Tha Fiends"


Hey hey holla holla nigga
What's happening?
I got the biggest boulders right here motherfucker
These motherfucking rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't wanna see
None of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block
Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block

[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]

Who servin' tha fiends
Hundred thousands of green
For the love of money
Cash all around me
Demons can cloud me
While I'm in the county I can die
Flipped up my style-y as we came at the same time
Baby tempted, in the tension
Ouija shit got you demented
Crash the Benz and ending your sentence
Born for criminal defendants
Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking
Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine
Animals move animals reputed
Every daily grades let it be the reason
My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies
In Eden leading seeping
And I don't wanna rock the pump
But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me what
Nigga that thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit
All of my dogs all of we lie
Nigga you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts
It was the 7th sign regime
Wid the nines and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wrong wid we
Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead
I rather run up and smash you wid a passion
And they chalking it off his head
Nigga instead I'ma let them bleed
Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead

[Hook:]
It's just another day I gotta get paid
Who got the biggest boulder
Who servin' tha fiends
[Repeat]

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]

Now could this be B-O-B
The bad boy the Bone
I be thugging for eternal
Wanna test me it's on
Now where my niggas at
Pull a nigga wig back
Nigga dig that dig that
All original peep the zone criminal here we go
From a place where a nigga might bury ya
Nigga act up and I betta take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's Most
Barely coast ta coast
If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and don't die for me
Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me
Sleepwalk shit talk nigga
That be running from niggas in the ghetto
Now get on my level rebuking the Devil
Representing like ah heavenly rebel
Even though my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench
For the funny shit
All about the murda for the love ah money shit
Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade nigga
If you got and I want it I'ma take it
Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it
Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit
Half baked and gone off this indoe stick
Wanna hit it call just as you next
Hit it two times and pass
And nigga hold ya breath
Lay playing wid a half deck
Playin' wid ah half deck

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Flesh N Bone]

I'm fucked up but I bail on the darkside
Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo
Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo
Nobody be fucking wid Bone top platinum
So ah now that you got that album fool
Tell me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it
Stay drop and hit up they head
That ch'all can go and get
Peepin' here they come wake it off
So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick
Servin' them paper murda them 1-8-7 ova haters
Fuck you be done,
Did it wid niggas do whateva they gotta do
My nigga just do what ya gotta do
Even if you gotta spark a few
Just rob a few jack move
It's just another day I gotta get paid
Niggas ain't rapping the same way
Made niggas it figures now thug wid these niggas
That eating betta than the nigga
Betta lay in low so when the po-po rolling
Stroll on my depths as a criminal
Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up
Nigga let's show this shit be real
But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats loco
Straight smoke ah motherfucka do it fast
Bucking 'em down here red on his back back

[Hook]
 
"Set It Straight"

"Set It Straight"


[Intro: Krayzie Bone]
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back in this motherfucker
(That's right That's right) The original T-H-U-G's

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we have yet to be replaced
Krayzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
And check my style
Inside your vein like a drug
And I got niggas passed out on the floor
They done overdosed on the thugs
I done sold over 30 million records
You niggas better check it before you get up and disrespect it
And catch this Ak-4-7 nigga
I never knew a nigga that can smoke a pound like me
Or get down like me
And they don't make them like me
Thugs-N-Harmony nigga the name will never die
No matter how mad these niggas is actin'
We gon go platinum
So back that shit up before we blast this bitch up
Can you get the picture ol' fag ass nigga
If this is what you want
Then come and get it fresh off the grill well done
Hot and ready
We don't give a fuck who you roll with nigga you bitches
Get hit in for fuckin' with this I’m mean and I’m heated heavenly better be smoking this
This me!
I'll be the thuggish ruggish nigga on the block
With two glocks it don't stop
I bust one time and muthafuckas call the cops on me
Thug you don't know me
So don't think y'all finna hold me
Cause homie niggas don't know me

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we're yet to be replaced
Layzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
Now Uh-oh uh-oh
Oh no he didn't and bitch I did it yes I admit
It you full of that bullshit you need to quit it
Nigga hit it
Go and play those drums
Steady on money
And going to get me some
You fuckin' with a nigga that's number one
Doin it just for fun and need to look and run
On some dumb shit not the assassin
Imma keep snatchin'
Stackin my chedda chedda
Nobody can do it better
Whatevea whatevea, ya then I'm going to turn killa
Better be knowin how the game go
In touch with the real nigga
Nigga I'm the drama
Bring it nothin' but tough shit
You could put this on yo mama
Nigga I'm gonna make you love this
Me and DJ Heist shootin' dice in the back of the ally
Finna jump back in the Caddy
Man we won them beat the badly

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bizzy Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Lock up the shit
As quick as a nigga can lock up his bitch
With a cock in is pit
Bleedin' right after we cocked him up in his crib
Rottin' in rich with a semi-automatic shotgun
Get the poppin' away up in a flick
Got the crowd all nervous and shit
My nigga Love this cuz this is gangsta shit
Step aside Columbus gangsta, bitch
Cop killa gotta lovely incogneto
It’s as tasty as the mama bet she cookin' in casino
Man incafino niggas is only out fo they self
and expect the kids to help and now the censureship is back on the shelf
Filthy niggas get broken down
Like grape juice and wealth
I hate you if you hate me I been talking to somebody else
And we thinkin' about god in this reputation
Pussy Niggas who hatin'
How to fuck up my relationships
I'm ready to get some pressure off
South built mobile, my noble niggas stotin'
Zippy, Kroger sack, mackin' in dikie suits to match them bands
Zippin' around, whippin' around
Can't nobody catch me

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Wish Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
We came up Eazy died you think we was gon give up
We still some raw
Don't you deny you know we brought this game up
From the DJ's to the VJ's
From the niggas from the ese's
You know we brung this game up
Everybody knows Thugs-N-Harmony
From the beginnin' these niggas was trippin'
And wonder why I be flippin'
Who gives a fuck why I moved out of the hood dippin'
Cause these niggas don't know how to act
Catch you slippin' and I'll react
Nigga fuck what you heard
Fuck with Bone
That's a fact
Step on anybody and be ready for this movement
I've been a thug gon stay a thug
I don't talk about it I do it
Now let me explain when we came in this game
We was young thugs oh-ah all this money nigga what
Now how you blamin' a nigga with straight up cash
Young black heated with a attitude like kiss my ass
We aplogise to all our fans with hands in the stands
But fuck these niggas writin' in these magazine nigga man DAMN!

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bone Thugs they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Unknown lady]
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish and we can't forget about Flesh y'all
and don't forget about Flesh, Bone Thugs y'all
 
"Set Up Down Here (Lil Ghetto Boy)"

"Set Up Down Here (Lil Ghetto Boy)"


Mmm mmmm just keep grindin we can make it just keep grindin we can make it

[Hook]
Lil ghetto boy livin in the big and gritty city you got ta get out and get it or you live no more we got niggas killing for pennies and most po po wont even visit cuz it looks like war and if you really stop and think about it its got to be a setup down here I think theres a setup down here ain't nothin but a setup down here

[Wish's Verse]
Niggas in the pen why the crack brings more then nine to five bring it in,
like doorways, monkeys cage. come with that hustle but they take it away,
Legally, mommies with no daddies workin hard. still ain't got much. why they blame us, I was born here still gonna take to the give up, but when the good comes to bad never had gots to get it by all means moving things or the other way try to get a job but they check on my felonys over me hold me back, hit the corner grave till mornin look at a whole lil nigga holding them stacks, my choices are, take orders work for scraps. Or hit up the boulevard supply my clientele work my spots life is to short take it to livining poor, pour my drinks right now, While I'm young reckless and naughty, rowdy

[Hook]

[Krayzie's Verse]
Just got released from the federal pen, I caught a case made a mistake it got me seven to ten, I've done eight straight years now I surfaced again I cant wait wait wait ahhh I cant wait, caught the greyhound into town now I'm back in the hood the same boys on the block still up to no good, I want ta stop but parole is tellin me don't think I should, the streets is calling me calling me calling me calling me just look around here I thiks its a setup down here they don't come aroung here cuz they know its a setup down here

[Hook]

[Layzie's Verse]
This life is tricky ain't it pictures painted tainted and distorted its like these memories all I have I recorded and recorded remember Dalmina she was gorgeous not a flaw in the world but she left us and went to heaven oh precious that beautiful little girl see we can take it for granted cuz it ain't promised never know how this life is gon be better take advantage as much as you can manage cuz if you damaged it thats all its gon be trust me moving by the lords grace tryin to keep a steady pace and I'm tryin not to catch case while these demons all up in my face call up God for heavens sake tell him that we need a break how muck longer is it gonna take please ask him not to make us wait

[Hook]
 
"She Got Crazy"

"She Got Crazy"


[Hook: repeat 2X]
I jumped up, got my coat and walked right out of the door
Because she got a little bit crazy
I don't want no deranged lady
That'll have a nigga sleepin' under daisies.

[Wish Bone]
I don't want another insane lover
Cuttin' on my rubber
Houndin' me just to tell her I love her
Gotta give it to them big butt girls
The ones that don't give a fuck
"Just-wanna-bust-nut" girls
When them feelings involved
Now you playin' with fire
Gotta let 'em know from the gate
Man, you ain't tellin' no lies
I just wanna (touch that)
I just wanna (couple times)
I just wanna (no ties)
Can a thugsta hit that there?
No need to blow me up one day, we right back here
Doin' what we do, I see you like that there
Baby girl, let me just keep this fair
You do you and I'll do me
Can we do it, do it like that?
Keep it creepin', creepin'
Yes they say it's better than sneakin', sneakin'
But when it's all over, it's just over
No knives or policemen

[Hook]

[Krayzie Bone]
Now me and her been rollin' together
Now for quite some time
And she been naggin' a nigga
The whole damn ride
When I first met the girl
Everything was all good
She grew up around my way
So hey, the love was all hood
So I figured it was cool
And we could do this
And, plus she had a booty
that was sicker than lupus
I had to scoop it
Anyway, we started hangin' out
And talkin' on the phone mo'
And before you know
we on her floor doin' the Grown Folk
Everything was cool, y'all
We had it plain and simple
She wasn't my broad, and I wasn't her man
More like "homie-lover-friends"
She said she understand
But I can't tell she comprehend
'Cause she keyin' on my Benz
While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me
sneakin' in my pockets
Lookin' for numbers in my phone
And condoms in my wallet
Then she overdid it
This bitch pointed a pistol at me
Talkin' about "We need to talk"
'Cause she ain't happy
So shit....

[Hook]

[Layzie Bone]
Little sweet thang
she love to floss
Clothes to her lip gloss
Makin' hard thugs turn soft
Lookin' like Diana Ross
Slim, sweet and sexy
Something like a little sister
'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her (damn)
To be so skinny, baby girl had a nice round ass
I used to stay two steps behind her while I walked her to class
Back in school, a nigga's mission was to fuck 'em and flee
But I was young, so I let her get close to me
And I was kinda in love
Everyday a nigga wit' her
After school a nigga wit' her
At the mall takin' pictures
All the while I got my niggaz sayin' I'm breakin up the group
I'm out here missin' my rehearsals
'Cause I'm tryin' to knock boots
She ain't even let me hit it
Got me talkin' about commitment
Got me climbin' through the window
Won't even let me get it
Last thing that she said
Snapped me back to reality
We in the 12th grade
Talkin' about "you wanna marry me?"

[Hook]
 
"Shoot 'Em Up"

"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]
 
"Shotz To Tha Double Glock"

"Shotz To Tha Double Glock"


Ooooooooooooo....killa [x2]

If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when you come just bring your guns witcha
If your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same

Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one on the Clair my glock glock
Mo thugs whats up nigga get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch
Nigga don't test my hood

A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga
Diggin' a ditch, puttin' a bitch
And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with
Them niggas off the 9 9
The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair
Mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya
For actin' like somebody never told ya
So off we go, to the bloody row
Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine shot
Givin' props to the double glock

Pump pump when I let my shell down
Hit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash
Ya reach for the gauge and mash
Yell out 187 and blast
Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked
You feelin' up right for the bone yard
Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift
Then comin' up blow your whole card, bitch
Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them chop chop's
We rippin' them guts with buck shotz, pop pop

You better be ready for this thug style
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Flesh with them wicked now
We straight up the glock glock
Well don't get your wig's split now
East 99 follow me down the strip as we trip to the darkside
Betta grab your pop, niggas be
Trippin' and flippin' as soon they get out
187 you're caught in a murder
Niggas up to no good
Uh oh, fuck no
They never could fuck with a thug ho

Pop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock [x4]

Nuthin but them killas, straight up thuggas
Rippin bucks up bloody clothes
Gaugin' bloody watch this nickle trippin' shot and fuck 'em down
Buckin' them coppas down
Round after round after round
Bloody bodies badges spread out on the ground
Ain't no sound, just them demons screamin' rest in peace
I guess you got ta suffer
Ready to pip hollow point tip, got your wig split
They made your body
Once you hunt my victims on a mission
Flippin' livin' on a darker side
Creepin' on your homicide
Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by,
Boogie Nikke's on a night ride

Thuggin through my thuggish ass hood at night, with my pipe
Thuggin down the double glock
Tryin' to get my serve on
Watchin' my back while six-five try to roll on
But one to the suckas head and two up in his body
Now peep my creep I eat the reefer smoke all up inside me
We jumpin' up rough from the hood
We bailin' we thuggin' we lookin' like crooks
Could tell we be fatal, ready to roll
Know we willing and able
Rollin' with Ruthless bitch betta check my label
Murda dem, never come again
When the scandalous niggas set up
Bloody nigga trues be on my level
Eighty eight and ten five is the soldiers ghetto
Nigga don't take the wrong turn
or you will enter the hood and were spittin
so cover your dome
At a cut where the thugs and hustlas roam
Cleveland Browns
Dogg Pound hoes, it's on

Let's begin in the mix, of a Clair player
You're liable to get your wigs split and dumped in a ditch bitch
Cause them thugs, sendin' them slugs
Leavin' em off in the cut in a puddle of blood say what
Don't make me go in my trench
Nigga ya got me bent
All fucked up,your luck's up, you gotta get sent
To your gravesite as John Doe for fuckin wit those...

It's them thugs runnin' amuck,
on none but a slug all up in the territory
Never divide, go nationwide with the buck buck
So where you at where you at
I'm strapped and ready ta snap n yank a nigga's neck back
puttin em Koolaid hats
In ta the graveyard
Pumped up betta get down
Thugs'll be glad ta tear around
Foe sombody gets fucked
Ya still don't want some bitch but what the muthafuck I wanna
Wham ya wit a tec-9
Now bitch press yo luck

Pop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock [x16]
 
"Show 'Em"

"Show 'Em"


[Bizzy Bone / Layzie Bone & Krayzie Bone:]
Shit, who Bone Thugs?
Hell yeah Bone Thugs
Man them niggas broke up a long time ago
Nigga what the fuck you talking bout?
Mmm huu.
Shit Nigga
I'll tell you one thing
Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
You right about that shit right there
You know, Is that right?
Heh heh
Nigga you gotta be kidding me
What?
Nigga give me a drink!
Here nigga, here some Hennessy
Man, them niggas can't be dying
Bone Thugs Negro
Don't know where you are?
It can't be over!
It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout?
Nigga gimme a drink.
And tha haters can't stand it.
They can't believe it. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony
Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
Ruthless Records.
What, What Rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather.
Ooh-eee
Better call the police!
Bone Thugs~N~Harmony, 2000 muthafuckas!
Our Father who Art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name

[Bizzy Bone:]
Will they prostitute me?
Will they prosecute me?
Stay under surveillance
Get out tha county, this nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry
Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch
Runnin' and we thuggin' it up
Look at a creepin' on ah come up
Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious
How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up?
Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
Play our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town.
Northcoast keep going.
Ready for the Midwest invasion
y'all niggas keep growing
but know that I know we was saken
fuck shit some niggas can't take it, respect that.
But we poets and if you don't squash it, fuck some rap shit.
I be on some many mack your ass attack shit.
Ready to back that.
Now who rollin'?
Bone

[Krayzie Bone:]
Krayzie up in this muthafucka
Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka until somebody dead!
And even though we know niggas bust back.
Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart attacks.
Unload Tat-tat-tat-tat!
Krayzie Bone never did roll with no hoes,
Hell naw we lettin' muthafuckas know.
Everybody on the floor!
And this ain't no goddamn joke!
Nigga, break yourself or get broke!
All I want is the money
my cash flow
and I'm leaving on the first thing smoking out to Cleveland
We gotta get even.
Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathing.
And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me.
Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleeding.
Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load em
never forgot how to shoot 'em.
Always a thug nigga what?
Fuck it, let's shoot up the club.
If any of you niggas get pumped
Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
And we goin' shut this whole thang down
Going out with a big bang, pow!
And that's how the thugs do it
You know we get down and dirty
Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me
Let's get ready for war
Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless
So, any nigga that want static
come meet us outside in the Yard, bitch!

[Layzie Bone:]
It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob
I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids
Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends 'til the law ends, flossing
Rollin in my Benz I go against the grain
see, we ain't go change
I take an eye for a eye
Either thug or you die, and I ain't going cry.
Rock a bye bye, nigga, die-die
Got a grudge against the judge tryin' to lock up my thugs
wanna see us fall short
Fuck it, I'ma blow up the court and show 'em no remorse.
Hit 'em up with the C4, backdoor
Nigga, let stack go
I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love
Better let dogs loose
Got him, hold him up
and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz
All the real niggas in the streets with heat
If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it
Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public
If you runnin' for your life
In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream,
Murda on the government, take me
No surrender, no retreat
Might as well say,
Fuck this rappin', what's happening?
Layzie going out blasting I'm smashing on any muthafucka who be thinking they gon' get they ass off without gettin' a little action.
I crept and I came, down for my thang, man.
It's a different game.
Muthafuckas out callin' my name, but I'ma keep it the same
Figured I changed, nigga, fuck the fame
It ain't no mystery about mine
Same little nigga from the double nine
Everytime, I keeps it real with shit you can feel, still to the glock glock

[Wish Bone:]
Aw yeah, I'ma hit 'em with the murda mo.
See 'em, better let it go
Bet they gon' run, run. Nine millimeter plus
I got a nigga beat or when it ain't enough
I got my shotgun
Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me?
Y'all say you real, then we'll see
Will you ride for me?
Will you die for me?
If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me?
There he go, now slowly approach
start buckin' but baby, no kills
Hit him low, we gotta get money so fuck it
just show him what's real
Cause it's all about money, money, yeah
Don't get in my way
Fuckin' with my money
cause that could surely get you killed
Better find somebody to play with 'cause I really ain't out to play bitch
Serious 'bout mine 'cause you're runnin' out of time
and talkin' that shit'll get you touched, bitch
Now you know that we ain't into that rapping back and forth on no song
Shit, like we ain't got nothin' else to talk about but you on that hoe shit
There go Cleveland
Let's get it over with

[Flesh n Bone:]
Get the fuck outta my way
They say they move down and side to side
I beg to part your stupid ass clean out my path
Nigga, when the bullet blow!
One bullet for this silly muthfucka!
Your bloodbath, baby livin' in the day that made me sick in tha head
So crazy, interrogation
So many haters aggravate, so I convey and toss grenades
You niggas wanna be the T H U G?
Please, like me but can't see me
Bend and roll like a fuckin' hog
Muthafuck, 5th Dawg is definitely too damned greedy, sleazy
So many hoes screaming, bitch, skeeze me
Tease my nuts, get up on the thug stroll darling
Stack my dollars up to the ceiling
Nigga, with a mob and creeping through the neighborhood robbing damn
It's a man on the roof with a gun, better run
It's your chance
Running through serving a dum dum to you
I'm a unique Bone Thug man
Stop wonderin' why did he leave that bloody, dead body gone
The nigga thought he could fuck with mine
but you'll never find no others more like my kind
You heard my niggas willin' to get down and dirty
I don't give a fuck!
See the villian trudging, nigga, peeling slugs!
A muthafucka here to show you who the realest thugs and that's us
the original thugstas
Subliminal criminal way to kill an individual
Bone clone niggas that thinkin' that they invincible
but not a real
I'm here to let you know, for sure, hoes!

Yeah niggas
Bone back in the house once again
bringing ya'll niggas that real shit!
Lil Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, and that nigga Flesh!
Wanna say what's up to all them real ass niggas out there feeling this thug
shit and
fuck all y'all player hating ass
cloning ass, wannabe Eazy-E Bone Thug Mo Thug ass niggas!
We told ya'll niggas this shit was eternal
eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal
 
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