Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[fox69]

"Don't Waste My Time"

"Don't Waste My Time"


[Intro - Krayzie]
Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got
[Repeat 5X]

[Verse 1 (Krayzie)]
Shit, we done come up a long way
We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day
They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more."
They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"....You sure?
Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business
So quit all that beef and come get this cheese
Nobody really been knowin the drama we done seen
Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell
And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
Actin like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough
Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for broke

[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 1X]

[Verse 2 (Layzie)]
See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law
And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes
And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin
Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up
You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case
It's dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."
I'll be screamin "not a shotty," he shouldn't have had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth
Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money
Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely love me
I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the poor
But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore

[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 1X]

[Verse 3 (Bizzy)]
Choke like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44
Smoke and think platinum, gun in my coat
Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill
Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be still
Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the vest
Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips
I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head
Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up
"That dick is kinda small, my bitch is too much."
C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it
Haters holdin a motherfuckin gun
Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough
Signs are soon delivered, the rivers are filled
Praise Jesis in this ghetto thesis
Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cuz I'm a soldier)

[Chorus (Krayzie)]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
[Repeat 4X]

[Bizzy]
Bone Thugs -N- Harmony
[Repeat until fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Don't Worry"

"Don't Worry"


[Krayzie Bone]

Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright
(it's gon' be alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now
(it's gonna be alright)

Say don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

[Verse 1:]

Now why did they kill him
It's one of my niggas is dreamin' schemin on making a million
Tryin' feed they children and police keep coming around
And keep tryin' to beat you down, and take you out
Nigga don't worry God don't like evil
Shit is so clear that they can't even see through
But no matter what we do (matter what we do),
We gon' be strugglin' forever running forever
The hood that I seein' it won't get no betta
Until armageddon goes down it's not a legend
It's kinda hard to view, paradise,
But if you just try close your eyes you can view it
But reality hits you soon as you open your eyes you find
That you still live a fucked up life
And the streets done took over your mind
Figure you gotta survive, so somebody got to die
You just wanna break down and cry
But asking God to come help us please, why?

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

[Verse 2: Wish Bone]

Some ah y'all niggas really can't fight
Betta get it together getta act right
Cause when you fuck wid Bone
Betta come wid somethin' betta have you shit right
And don't be planning no future on nuthing you heard, nigga,
He say she say get you fucked up killa
And I'm gon' ride, won't lose no sleep over nuthin'
You can save it friend
But all these years,
Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin'
Livin' in these wicked days
Tryin' to get over my wicked ways
Time after time I know we tried
But losing this life everyday
And I don't wanna go out like that not me,
Lately Bone got what you want
Physically you don't wanna bleed
A la la la la la la
Hit 'em hard it's gonna be alright,
Alright alright

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]

And don't you worry bout, a damn thang
And don't you worry bout, a damn thang,
Wid all odds, against us
When the guard got me running for the fences
Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells
I'm teaming my clip wid the extra extension
I sit in my basment like it's a crackhouse bored,
Blackout cause I was paranoid, he enjoys what I avoid
The courts ah bowl ah, crooks
Cause bitches want the money on ya books
Destroy double eyed dotted watch devil smiles wid a cush
Gotta sell chronic to get me up some mellofied timing televised
The crucified promised in ah my ish nobody can stop us
Where the shoot out?
How many niggas you killed?
How many niggas for real?
Like Mary Louelle as long as I live
Forty five strategized like,Ohh dow,
Niggas can blast at me
Bitches can pass me,
Fuck ah chicken and let's get on

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]

I remember like yesterday
Way back in the day coming up
Moms used to read to me everyday
Through the evening even through the afternoon
In the dawn ah book of songs,
So I'm wondering off through the wilderness
Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death
Want to hunt me down all the need for people
Heaven I wonder will the devil catch me shall prevail
Lately even heaven is flashy sick of this amazed envy
And it ain't nuthin' to see and believe in heaven in front of you
That's what I'm having a de ja vu
Lord when I lay down down to sleep
I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep,
And if I should die before I wake up wake up wake up wake up
I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls oh please Lord take us
I say to my momma peep no no more crying drying eyes
Nigga locked up at wayside
Couldn't even pay respect to my stepdad when he died
So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county
Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home
Don't worry bout a damn thang
Everything finna be al-right
Off to the door so bright like a knight in shining armour
Hug my wife my sons my daughter
Ain't no more reason to even bother

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Layzie Bone]

Look nigga I ain't worried bout nothing
Cause it's a little thing I know called faith
All you need is much as a mustard seed
And the Lord will keep you safe
Whateva don't kill you will make you stronger
I promise you that just keep on pushing,
If you slip you fall and you hurt yourself
Then the Lord will provide your cushion
Determination, rules the nation whateva you facing just be a man
Believing in death before dishonor shake the drama and take a stand
For ah nigga like me see it didn't come easy
Ah nigga had to struggle and fight
At ah point and time in my life
It's like ah nigga just can't get it right
To all of my family Layzie loves ya
And I never take shit for granted
Feeling so wicked off in this planet
Man fuck tryin' to understand it
That's why I stay focused thugging and loc'dus
Stacking my bricks till I form the fifth
Momma never said it'd be like this
But nigga I'm ready for anything,
Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch
About precision timing and vision
Get up and go and don't turn back
If you ah soldier and you know it hold ya head up high
And keep stompin' in yo big black boots and don't worry

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Down '71 (The Getaway)"

"Down '71 (The Getaway)"


Playa hatin' ass muthafuckas man fuck dat
Man put that shit out man
You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court
(Man fuck dat man they got my nigga)
Man that shit ain't cool man
(Okay order in the court)

[Woman:] The people versus Bone Thugs N Harmony
Case number C601999
[Judge:] Will The defendant please stand,
Is there anything you wish to say on this matter
before sentencing Bizzy Bone?
[Bizzy:] No man
(You know the muthafucka did it)

[Judge:] Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair

[Some guy laughs]

[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]

We had to get 'em up wid two thugs
Runnin' side by side wid number one
Murda mo drop my guage on 'em
When the po-po chase,
If they catch me barehanded I'm done
Rip's gripping the six shot pump, so spill it
Copper lettin' the lead off
Copper thought that he had me caught
Little Layzie blew his head off (AAwwwwwww)
Get him up, and get up,
The bullets they start to get lit up,
Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin'
Bust me lead on the double glock 'n
Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n,
This perfect getaway,
From the pigs when I peel and I hit the fences,
Rippin' up the trench and,
I'm bailing while they trailing
Better in hell than in the cell
And it ain't no telling where the coppers be dwelling,
One had spotted me, pick up ah piece and shot a me
But I practice what I preach
And see that these slugs up in his body got him,
Run, wid smoke coming from the barrel ah me gun
Hit the bend, oh what the dum dum I got yum yummed on the dead end
They set in, then they lead in,
They wanting me off in the coffin
Cops from everywhere was yellin and wailin' I went unconcious,
From the stompin' taking ah loss, and waking up in the coffin,
And without no stallin'
Cell I was tossed in to be arreigned at dawning,
Looking in the eyes of a judge,
He knew right where to put that thug
Made to be so, wid no parole
In the hole but I won't budge
Sent me to deathrow,
Watchin' the time by fly past
But Rip'll be sittin' mindless never spineless, in silence
Hoping I die fast, but chill,
Never do, sleepa, gotta get put that on all me reefer
Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or the reaper will meet ya

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]

Bailin' on ah mission, flippin' the script
Betta check what the wind just blew in
Betta think again, it's a preacher wid ah grin
On ah mission for revenge, wid that Mack-10
Little nigga Rip, had to empty the clip
Gotta pump them slugs up in them cops
Steady made 'em drop glock went pop pop
Goin' out like a thug on the double glock,
Back from hell and ready to bail,
Time to hit they trail cause they wanted my nigga fried
Holdin' the Bible when I got a grenade I'ma go inside the squad,
Gettin' ready for the rumble
When I heard them mumbles, pullin' me guage in laughter
Keep buckin 'em faster all I was thinkin'
When I see them bustas scatter
Betta watch out for them buckshots
Cause them can't fade me guage,
Gotta bust them souls in the grave,
So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved,
I'm bucking, little Ripster reinforcements comin' in faster
Blast give my nigga double Zs the Mack-10
Lettin' the gun gun blaze on they ass,
Gotta rip in them chests through vests
Mack-10s, sawed off eruptions, got plenty ammunition
No missing listen destruction I'm bustin'
Cause I'm making that getaway, bound to getaway,
Niggas got to escape and it's never to late
When you dash and tryna' break
Nigga just can't test the Bone fate
We steadily runnin' duckin'
Comin' up to the front door barri-caded,
And I pulled ah grenade, tossed to the door, let it explode
And we made it, creepin' in the courtyard
So Krayzie feelin' safety coming
Hittin' the fence and jump in it quick
From Krayzie's tech-9 bullets humming.

[Bridge: (Two guys talking)]

Well it seems as if them two boys Bizzy and Layzie
Done got theyselves into another jam
(Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one)

[Verse 3: Krayzie Bone]

Soon as I went in the smoke, rollin' real fast like a dog
And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go
They done labelled my nigga psychotic
Bitches is got him sittin' on deathrow,
Scoping out the tower peeping the scene
So when my niggas trail,
Screaming out one eighty seven and bail,
Gotta get my nigga Rip out that cell, it's all over now,
How my nigga number one disguised as the preacher,
Won't be pullin' ah Bible mission for survival nigga so I creep the
Tech millimetre, somebody done pull the alarm now it's on,
Slaughterin' Bone, sprayed off the tech
Gotta let 'em know which way was on,
We got gone but them police was pullin' up quick nigga what's up
Quick bust in first when he hit that fence niggas got cut the fuck up,
We steady bucking, steady duckin' buckin' while I was jumpin'
All we was thinking is don't get caught
Nigga like me get the gun running
Gunning fronting wid thugs gotta get to the smug
Turn around and we pump slugs, put 'em in the mud,
And all across my face was the red that lay in blood,
Dodging the who, make the gun flip wid ah swoo,
Bailing back on wid my troops,
I'm runnin' wid 4 crazy niggas
That's down wid they niggas they ain't scared to shoot,
Now I'm rolling, no more than ah half ah mile we get stopped
Cops surround Bone, we load glocks
And squeeze say fuck all these road blocks
Busted ah U, then put that bitch in reverse
And I get the swish and I push the button
That boy came out the trunk and,
Put it in drive see that Souljah boy bucking,
Back in the other direction,
Po-po came quick then heat up,
Niggas blast at each other,
Open up they doors and they get they feet up,
I jumped outta the car, had to jump over the hood,
Cause I'm headin' straight for the woods
So the niggas they follow behind me
We getaway smooth, ah nigga made good
Came up quick to the hideout
Wait until midnight till we ride out,
Hit ah car so we can drive out,
While we waited we all got fried out, fool
If youse a thuggish ruggish thug nigga scream mo,
Took one ah my niggas off deathrow now we got one mo to go

(St.Claire, St.Claire)
(St.Claire, St.Claire)
(St.Claire, St.Claire)
(St.Claire, St.Claire)

 

[fox69]

"Down Foe My Thang"

"Down Foe My Thang"


[Layzie]
Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood
Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up
Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and they drop to their death
Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up
Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly shady
Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie
Nigga don't wanna fight
runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin' them thangs
Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya
Faded a nigga that stepped up. Let's slip in some shit
See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass
had to blast that click-click
Sprayed the gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave
Puttin' them souls up off in them graves
dwell in Hell, they'll all lay slayed
Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain
Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me strained, feelin' no pain
Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept
And I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin'
danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest
But you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front
Nigga check or get wrecked
Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC
Loc'd out with the khakis and high techs
Respect them St. Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man
Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang

[Flesh]
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's
known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage
(Off in the rag), gettin' my serve on
So, leave 'em alone. They come
They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown
Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on
You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh
I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death
Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss
and this slug snuffed up, and dumpin' the body up off in a coffin
Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em
(winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine, runnin' with thugs
And hustlas and murderin' 'em every time

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang

[Bizzy]
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper
reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper
Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver
When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta
Buck 'em. Buck 'em. Motherfuck 'em
Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas
So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip
When a nigga start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard
Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta
Quick to pick up the hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga
My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast
Get up with the block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash
Me can killa for free for homies and family
Tell 'em to see me, that realer nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers
It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop
Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug
You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas
Blood, me fillin' 'em ? me murder. I show no mercy
Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see

[Krayzie]
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up
They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump
Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked
Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it
Now, nigga, it's rippin', steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click
And now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back
Tossin' the rest in a coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash
Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs
And I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves
Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come, nigga, meet my hood
And fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta
He'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump 'em, bitch
Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run
So the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be arrested
One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187
Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick up Mossberg
The quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman
That's all you heard

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang
Bone be me gang
Bang, bang, bang, bang

 

[fox69]

"East 1999"

"East 1999"


[Layzie Bone]

East ninteen ninety nine my niggas....

Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
Wid two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift wid real
Little Will Big Wally and Wish Bone
Little Wally high rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong
Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love
Kept ah nigga on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang,
Gotta make ya grandas each daily man
Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart
We niggas from the land fool, and the old school,
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
Fuckin' wid Trues rest in peace
My little nigga Ripster stress that Bone luv
Smokin' on bud, cause ah nigga Mo Thug
Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up
In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun so run run
Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from
Slangin' them dum dum dum dums

[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]

Niggas it's going down, up in the C-Town
Get 'em up wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose,
For the niggas that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons
Nigga roll up the buddah,
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club wid this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper
Strip as you hear the double glock glock
Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad,
Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top
Hit the body and the bullshit stop
Wheneva them troublin' us,
Where the po-po niggas roll solo split up and swerve
Krayzie take caution,
Take out my llelo and tossed it
Send 'em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping,
Up in the land my niggas is craaazy,
Me slangin' wid nuff 'n me bang on the block
And nigga this daaaily,
Who the nigga wid the 12-guage (Pump)
Mr.Sawed-Off Leatherface so you betta pray
Eternally thugsta,
East nine-teen nine-ty nine

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]

Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the glock,
Pump blast fa the cash
Then I mashin wid gas gotta dash away from the cops
Not lettin' no pause
Steadily flippin' up rows
Rippin' up flesh wid six dogs
That's that thugsta yes I pump slugs
And I be dripping 'em off in thugstas
Fuck them po-po, all ah dem bodies we burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll neva learn
Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm
When I'm on ah mission for my set-ty
Pick up my niggas be peelin' out wid me
Roll up me window me wind blow fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-guage
I empty, me scan-dalous niggas are pon de loose
But it's no fuckin' wid the family
Now feel it nigga understand me
Much love much bud for them St.Claire thugs
East nineteen ninety nine is where ya find me
Slangin' them mutha-fuckin' drugs.

[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]

Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun
They know that me noddin' they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin'
You studio gangsta bitch trick
Niggas'll get beat
I'm handlin' the shit
And I split in the midst of the darkness,
Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be runnin' a hoe check
Betta check ya Rolex,
Ya timed now fa givin' up respect
Ta them S-C-Ts from C-L-E the scandalous niggas that dwell
Hell offa the forscythe and bail,
Leavin' ah trail ah the boody victims
The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin'
As if and if and they find
They may give me time instead ah me trippin'
We flippin' the scripts on ova
See the Bone ah be neva sober
Niggas told ya triggas showed ya
East nine nine nine five soldiers

[Verse 5: Wish Bone]

Wanna run red rum try to run and get away
But it's just to laaaate,
Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck
Betta guard that fuckin' face
Dumpin' them slugs on you fools
Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews,
Don't start no shit we come equipped
So niggas stay cool, one eighty seven,
You think that you going to heaven,
Put slugs all up in that chest dunn,
To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
Wid me nine milli pumpin'
Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves

[Bone Thugs]

Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine

 

[fox69]

"Ecstasy"

"Ecstasy"


[Krayzie] What's happening nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't nothing just out here grinding, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
[Krayzie] I need some weed
[Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit the weed no more
[Krayzie] What?
[Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
[Krayzie] Ecstasy, what?
[Dealer] Nigga this the shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everything, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these motherfucker's let you try this motherfucking out, man
And I bet you be calling me tomorrow
talking 'bout you want some more of this shit
Man I'm telling you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm telling you boy
[Krayzie] This nigga tripping
[Dealer] This shit will have you on the level
[Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them motherfuckers dere man
[Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga

[Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, 'cause I'm floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Krayzie Bone]
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinking to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
'cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweaking, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floating in ecstasy (just like the nigga told me)

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I fell so realish realish realish, 'cause we floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Flesh Bone]
My name come alive (?).
An I'm poking in sumpin oh damn but it ain't no joke
Cut guards and red beans
And for them niggaz that follow me around for my mojo
Feeling so see... 'Cause I'm floating in ecstasy
(Alright) Ahh, my nigga just call up the homie
To hook us up on that liquid G
An if these hoes don't wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly
I'm feeling way high, but I'm also feeling way low
But damn I'm stuck in between.
Fucking wit broad boys and never get used
Just help, just throw in a few more.
Diablos, nigga Flesh Bone so chill
I'm feeling it hump through my body, feeling hot an exotic
Feeling knocked out, feeling too sexy for my motherfucking self
Gotta find my bitch and fuck her ass to death

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I feel so realish realish realish 'cause we floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Layzie Bone]
Whose my nigga that told me the level I started to see the devil
Nigga was floating in ecstasy
Shit, I took the pill. Couldn't feel nothing so I'm breaking
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch cracking
Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck y'all let me do this?
I'm looking at my homegirl like I wanna, nigga this some new shit
I realized, nigga took one step an started stumbling
An I was trying to call my nigga but he couldn't hear me,
so I guess I'm mumbling
Fall off into sumpin. But I guess I'm on a mission
Telling my niggaz that I love 'em now but it ain't nobody listening
Whistling hanging out the window, need me some indo.
Till I let go like, me silky fine.ine.ine.
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at the door.
But nigga was paranoid so I grabbed the gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded
But I'm running a secret 'cause... 'cause a nigga can't take it.
Shake it if I can but I'm blending wit the killas
And I wish E was here to feel pillish

[Wish Bone]
I feel so violent violent fucking wit that ecstasy. Come roll wit me.[4x]

[Wish Bone]
I've been smoking weed for a very long time, why should I change?
An plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain (brain)
Ah, ah, why should I (I) just to get high, when weed gets me high?
Nigga try this here. They said betta then that there
They say, "Ya like it (ya like it)". So I tried it. (i tried it)
I thought the shit will have a nigga high an horny
I'm high, but I'm to high. Wanna hurt somebody
Nigga you tripping, get a hold of that shit, and ride that high
But I'm tripping, body moves, won't nobody get hurt (hurt)

[Bizzy Bone]
Rolling, rolling, rolling and she ain't even in the car
Layzie won't believe me high off the LSD
What y'all don't know, we riding on the highway
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way
She reaching feeling so zigidy zigidy zigidy
Got these bitches, fucking these bitches
Baby be peeled off, peeling on moving slow
An Bizzy be rock hard, tongue-well and mean slow
We in the club crunk, fucked up, and still rolling
They know my pockets swollen. Hold up show 'em we rolling
We rolling, rolling, rolling and rolling, rolling, rolling

I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy 'cause we rolling over ecstasy [x2]
We rolling over ecstasy
(We rolling over ecstasy)
We rolling over ecstasy
(We rolling over ecstasy)

Fuck, give me a pill
Oh, shit
Oh, shit

 

[fox69]

"Eternal"

"Eternal"


Where you from nigga?

[Layzie Bone]
Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless
Five true thugs from the double glock
Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on
Yeah,

[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]

Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire
Test this hustla betta not dare
We talkin' about distributing llelo
Little Layzie beat it
Daily collectin' me bank roll
Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose
Never the less ain't about that talking
Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya
Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking)
Number one assassin
Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption
Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin'
Bone up outta the cut and we buckin'
Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots
Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools
Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot
Blazin' and burnin' my grain
This year the same I crept and I came
Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang
Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang BANG!
Str8 land ah the heartless
Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution
Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion

[Hook:]

Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
I swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
Swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
I swang wid ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun
Swang wid ah clip tight clan

[Verse 2: Bizzy & Krayzie Bone]

Come and follow me hollow point snub slug
Pullin' me body underground
Put 'em in the grave they lay away down
Claire Claire stay down
I'm one ah the thuggest muthaFUCKAS in yo city
Under me strap packed
Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight
You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro
That's the way that we deal
That's the way that we steal
Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride,
Ride to the darkside feel the darkness
East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless
Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some
You can run but won't escape the lie
So many tried but died

[Verse 3: Krayzie Bone]

Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets
Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed
Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me
So me, runnin' wid me guage
Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin
Buck buck droppin' them bodies
(Come again) dumpin' them bodies
(Runnin' then) we finna posse
Thug what check out the glock glock
We to poetic for swang
Niggas claim they came and remain
Smoke bud all day and maintain
They come they gun they run
From the po-po jump the fence
Hit 95th and now
Nigga let's roll some shit
Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them
That's them the po-po back up on me
Nigga me fucked up now
Little time they screamin' on 6-5
That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now
Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire
Get 'em up wid, beware I take
Nigga need some weed
That's funny I ain't got no money
Nigga put me down,
Swing to the bud stops for some brews
Really don't drink but it's for me Trues
Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose.

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]

I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em
Thug niggas done straight came up,
Nigga wanna test must rest
Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up,
Killas from the nigga that's realer
In wid that Claire
Bendin' that dunn
Pop when they run dunn
Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up
Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to,
Beat ah nigga down in any town,
But don't let me catch ya
Mentality straight from the C-Town
Where everyday niggas get beat down
Betta think before you run up
I gun up but I think keep peep this game now
To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone
Swang widda clip tight clan
It's all eternally flossed out
Nigga that's Bone.......

[Hook]
[til' fade]

 

[fox69]

"Everyday Thang"

"Everyday Thang"


Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest

What you are about to hear will portray
The image of a young black male living everyday life
In the ghetto today
So Bone, drop dat

[Bizzy]
(You know what?) Live like a hustla
'Cause I ain't with bein' broke
I'm rollin' dope, and I'm bound to let the gun smoke
I'm gettin' richer everyday because
I'm selling crack, and, yo, police ain't jack
So I just wait to pull the trigger back
I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide
I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine
So how you figure you're gettin' up around the Bone?
You try to gank, you catch some blows to your damn dome
Don't take no shorts, that's why I'm climbin' to the top
And everyday I sell a thousand dollars worth of rocks
Yo, ain't it funny the way the Bone will make his money
And won't get caught because the cops
To me ain't nothin' but dummies?
So what you need? I'm servin'
Everything is straight. I mean it's great
And now I'm rollin' heavyweight
And coppers hate to see me come up off the 'cane
And makin' ends to Biz is like (just) an everyday thang

Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest

[Layzie]
I hit the floor
And now I'm lookin' for my khaki pants
I looked around and couldn't find 'em
So I put on Stan's
And then I headed to the closet for my Fila shoes
They lookin' hit 'cause I was runnin'
From the biggy-blues (siren)
That's when I headed out the hizzy
And jumped in the smug
And put my skully on my head
And now I'm lookin thug
Car souped up
Posse seven deep
Now we gettin loose
Well since we posse'd up
We might as well go get the brews
I bust a u-turn on the Clair
So we can rush the store
We need a case, or maybe two
Or maybe three or four
Pay for the brews, up in the smug
And now we getting
I be like, "Word up cuz,"
Brushin' on my peach fuzz
Looked for the party
Cause there's lots of women to be grabbin'
We went on ? to the one Ali was havin'
We stepped up in it, pumped as hell
And yo it wasn't lame
And gettin' brewed to Layzie Bone
Is just an everyday thang

Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest

[Krayzie]
Load up the pistol, ask Layzie for a couple clips
And get the twelve-gauge, cause I got another lick
Round up the posse, call up James, Wish
And double-Zs, my nigga Tone, ?
You know we scorin' keys
I heard the dread's sellin' some dope
It's comin off the lake, down at the dock
And yo, it 'posed to be at eight
So hurry up, we getting paid, no matter what the cost
And since they thinkin' they all that
They gotta take a loss
They can't hang with the Bones
Get it in your head, forget a dread
I'm leavin' all those suckas dead
We on the scene, I must admit, Hoop Phi's drunk
They started slamin' those dreads like a power dunk
I mean, blastin' and crashin', K-Bone is the assassin
I started sprayin', and count out caskets
We got the dope, and we got rich
But yo, we still the same, and it'll never change
'Cause it's an everyday thang

Everyday it was almost the same thang
'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest

[Layzie]
Call up your posse, chump, and yo
And you will never win it
Because my organization, see
We got fifty million niggas in it
You wanna scrap? Come on, let's do it
We can get it done
It's kinda funny plus I'll show you that
I'm not the one (I ain't the one)
You stupid bro, now what you ball up your fist for?
Make you think we was buckin'
And capped you down with my pistol
A dirty move, yo, Layzie had the sucka fooled
Yeah, it was cool. They shoulda had the boy schooled
You messin'with a brotha, Bone. Yes it's good to go
I beat on niggas everyday, so, yo, I'm not a ho
So gimme P's if you see me walkin' down the street
Because I can't be beat, known for breakin' niggas teeth
I'm droppin B's, and you never catch me chill and calm
I hang with Vicki when I wanna drop the damn bomb
See all my fellas, and even the Bone
We is insane, and throwin' blows on foes
Is just an everyday thang

Yeah, Layzie Bone up in the house
You know what I'm sayin?
I gotta give some P's up to my homies
That's still doin them everyday thangs with me
I gotta say what's up to my brother Stan Howse
Vicki da Bomb, Wish Bone, Bizzy Bone
And Krayzie Bone, my boy Tony Tone, Old Mo
And the troublemakers in the house
For these funky productions, and yo
K-Chill's in the house, too, so bus tickets, G

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest

 

[fox69]

"Everyday Thugs"

"Everyday Thugs"


[Krayzie Bone]
T-H-U-G (U-G, U-G)
T-H-U-G

[Chorus 4X: Krayzie Bone]
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thugs, ahh

[Krayzie Bone]
Nigga thug all day any day, even when I'm in L.A. I roll with the thugs
Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot
stop cause I gotta get bud
Wanna get a pound of that floatin stuff, some of that smoke and puff (puff)
And if you smoke enough you sure enough get P.O.D.'ed
Cleveland - it's the same thang, they out there puff M. Jane
Inhale (inhale) exhale (exhale) back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year round, that's right Miami
It's like a little planet, full of sin, well we got to have it (have it)
And I'm simply tryin to tell these motherfuckers
that we thug all day (day) we Thug always (way way)
So come to the party (party) and bring somebody (body)
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi (Bacardi)
It's gon' get rowdy (rowdy)

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone]
Come and roll with the everyday thugs, stayin +Down Foe My Thang+
Stayin true to the game cause that's all I know
I'm a street nigga, keep the heat nigga
Gettin street figures, all night long
I gots to go get me some money
cause just like that, nigga gots to have it
It be greens or spinach or cabbage
whatever you call it can do your math
And work this magic, get on the grind
In position to be the boss
Niggaz can floss and talk, but I know they soft
but a nigga like me stay raw
On the D.L., cause what we sell
ain't none of nobody's business, never was
And nigga never will be
thinkin I'm broke but I'm out here filthy, feelin me?
Y'all niggaz be killin me
brag about the money that you claim you makin
Fuck around, catch your dumbass sleepin
then that money be up for the takin
Yeah, I bring home the bacon
and nigga that's all I'ma let you know
You already know when I stole the show
little man with the big dough run these hoes

[Chorus]

[Wish Bone]
I'm a thug, seems like every time I come out gotta prove I'm thug
Like a nigga ain't put in work, with his blood
It's gonna be the same, cause nigga gonna stay on his game
This is how we gets down, with money mayne, money mayne
Monday Tuesday Wednesdays, I mighta been chillin
Thursdays Fridays Saturday I'm out there kickin it with all my villains
Go against us, you ain't goin nowhere
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony keepin it real for St. Clair
Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings
I will wake up, just in case you want it
And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes over you do it
Put it down nigga, really, now move it

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
You know, we like the echo and oh
We like the Roley y'know, we like the Benz-o but oh
He the homie but no, he the enemy fo' sho'
Pull a .44 out of the holster, bust on him like real niggaz supposed ta
Sticky-icky blowin brew in my leather sofa
Little nigga, roll a spiritual soldier
Like Nat Turner, clap burner, murda mo murda
Murder motherfucker, shit as hot as the kitchen furnace
From smokers to workers, Cleveland to Cali
Ghetto in our suburbia's, Little Bizzy stay pimp in alley
And finally the vinyl be vital, and why should I flip?
I already got the title, besides my vibe is the shit
It's too many sides

[Chorus - repeat until fade]

 

[fox69]

"Everything 100"

"Everything 100"


She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function
Ticket for the love or the money
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff
Girl, everything 100
I’ma keep it 100
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100

[Krayzie Bone]
You know I keep it true to my brain
Girl, I always stay one in me, I kept it real for 20 years, I ain’t changed
Be careful when you cruising in my lane
Watch me creep out through your rearview as I gas right past these lames
We did it how we did it ‘cause we did it for the money
Living on, living this, you really, really love this
You want a thug nigga like me
Yeah, you know they all love niggas like me

[Layzie Bone]
She ain’t complaining mainly ‘cause everything I do is entertaining
hangin swagin body banging, she in trainin, to be famous
Yeah, she speak the language, baby know just where the lane is
She with me, she’d never named the stranger, know we are armed & dangerous
This ain’t your deal, this still the thugs shit but this for them playas
This for the ones that’s putting the smoke up in the air
Everything 100 baby, this is St. Clair

She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function
Ticket for the love or the money
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff
Girl, everything 100
I’ma keep it 100
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100

[Bizzy Bone]
She with the thuggish ruggish, wanna see me in public
She see I lost weight, now she wanna see the stomach
Your boo-boo still love it, women are here fucking
Let’s make it, get it, ‘fore we dove into the sea, touching
I come from broke nothing, I keep the ghetto with me
Because the ghetto’s in me, trill niggas still thuggin
She in the tell, in my cell, in the scale, in pale, ill, coached to the cell

[Flesh-N-Bone]
We got your lady stuck on a thug, say she want that love from me
Busters don’t know what to do with it, come let her have some
I tell her shut up and the soon I take this game
Then rub her down, head to toe, and whip her up with that thing
I won’t make a dime for the mind, sure thing it’s borderline in crime
But I’m doing fine and that’s why I’m the Dolla Sign
I do it, do it two times, and Tesha scratch me now she hittin licks, calling me papi

She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function
Ticket for the love or the money
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff
Girl, everything 100
I’ma keep it 100
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100

[Wish Bone]
Call nice for a while, we on a highway
She got her head in my lap, we riding dirty
Thuggers ruggers, swish of the month, see me shine
Notorious thugs for the love of money
I can teach the world to be a thug like me
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me

She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function
Ticket for the love or the money
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff
Girl, everything 100
I’ma keep it 100
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100