Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[fox69]

"Wasteland Warriors"
(feat. Souljah Boy)

"Wasteland Warriors"
(feat. Souljah Boy)



[Krayzie (Talking)]
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga
P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)

What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would fuck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin'
Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
But still they actin' like criminals
? reciprocal
They don't know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can't let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk'll gon' blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed

[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind

[Souljah Boy]
You know it is, what it's gotta be
Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthafuckas
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style
That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
So muthafuck what you's thinkin'
Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin'
But here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank
Why you lame, be actin' strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure
Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa
Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthafuck you
And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.

[Krayzie] Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind

[Bizzy]
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll

[Layzie]
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?
Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life
I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?''
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'
It's all about perfect timin', feel me
it's about perfect timin', hear me
What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin

[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind

[Krayzie]
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind

 

[fox69]

"We Be Feindin'"

"We Be Feindin'"


[Bone]
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Oh yo yo yo yo yo yo

[Krayzie]
Me take a puff and then me watch for the po-po
That's 'cause me wantin no encounter with the 5-0

[Bizzy]
Smoke, smoke, smoke, until you choke
I'm gettin a buzz, and buyin' the grub
I'm goin broke for the good thai
So, nigga, just pass me the bud
I'm a fiend for the green leaves
Yeah I got the cheese, G's
I need some weed, so pass me the trees, please
Now roll a huddha, 'cause it'll surely do ya
You say that weed ain't doin' shit
Don't let the buddah fool ya

[Krayzie]
Now, Krayzie Bone is rollin' a huddah
I pick it up, take a puff, and then me drop
Me smokin' the dank, me smokin' the pot
Me smokin' the sess, but never the rock
And every ten dollars I get
I'm goin to purchase a sack, and then I kick back
I'm keepin' that one to myself to roll up a fat spliff
And then I relax
I never knew no one who smoke up a fifty-sack like me
And yes, me need some weed, and, why?
'Cause we be fiendin'

[Layzie]
Me smokin' 'em up, me smokin' 'em up
'Cause me be schemin'
Me takin' a puff, me rough
And tough enough when me be fiendin'
Me smoke and choke
Been hopin' it goin' straight to the chest
Because the monkey paw
The sess'll get that mind buddah blessed
So me hit, and then me cough
And then me start to be dreamin'
Me want it more, we want it more
Cause me be fiendin'

[Bone]
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Oh yo yo yo yo yo yo
Me take a puff and then me watch for they po-po
That's 'cause me wantin no encounter with the 5-0

 

[fox69]

"Weed Song"

"Weed Song"


[Krayzie Bone]
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that I feel??
Cause I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And I feeling so right
Roll (roll), let's smoke, I got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
And I just been smokin' and smokin'
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could be a better place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out),
Choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out)
Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)

[Chorus (Bizzy Bone):]
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)

[Bizzy Bone]
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
Sure I need some more
Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
got the weed between the sheets
Catch me, Mary J. blessed me
Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt
Open up and what you'll find in there (you don't really want)
I never been in High Times (I never been in High Times)
I never been in High Times
but can you tell me that I've been so high all my life
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)

[Wish Bone]
I remember being a little thug
Weed, really didn't know what it was
Then I took a puff and I realized
I should always stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like I feel, I got half on yo dime
If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker
If it's mine then I would
since it's yours you could, you should
If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
Cause you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
Bone Thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why I do it. Love the sky
And I soar up so high
This mornin' I was in my bed
Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
So please don't go away, that's all I got to say
Is I gotta have you Mary J
Such a heavenly feelin' I get when I'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain
Oh darlin' I'm going insane, and I really wish we can
Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam
You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug nigga
Nothin' less than a killa, I'm out in front makin' my scrilla
I'm happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
Be rippin' the bong like me, can hit it as long as me

[Layzie Bone]
And when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and every day I wake
Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk
So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in my drop top
Glock cocked, rollin', just rollin'
Me and Mary Jane
It's my world, it's my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up,
we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long

[Chorus 'til fade]

 

[fox69]

"Weedman"
(feat. Bluelight)

"Weedman"
(feat. Bluelight)



[Chorus: (Bizzy Bone and Bluelight)]
Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy

[Bizzy Bone]
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of burb
It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin
Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga
Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby
when I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah
Past overdose comatose, see a
see a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper
Roll it up, sellin my kin folk
and the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked

[Chorus]

[Bluelight]
(Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks
Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at
Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?"
It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink
We got Alize, and Isle iced tea
A little Bambazini and some Hennessey
The stuff that keeps you toe-up
Now tell me are you high enough?

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Remember forever addicted, get it twisted
It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it
Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it
But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die."
Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime
Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful
My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh
Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all
Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught

[Bluelight]
The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat
I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see
There bumpin my jam, guess who I see
Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed?
We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony
Righteous when I spike the punch
My people's gonna drink it up

[Chorus]

[Hook: (Bluelight)]
You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left [3X]

 

[fox69]

"What About Us"

"What About Us"


[Chorus 2x]
(What about us?) What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?) What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?) What about this arresting from the police?
(What about us?) What about my young thugs cry?

[Layzie]
Its for my, incarcerated niggaz
That stuck in the pin they coming home
Gotta stay strong cause you aint alone
Remember you always got love from home
They steal this pain and may not know it
I'm a boy and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
You got'sa, love your mom and daddy
And make them wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap
But what about that little nigga running the streets
Making a living through his beats
What about these whack ass politicians
They don't care if we live or die
What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI
They say America, it's the land of the free and home of the brave
Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight
And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe
Dog aint ever gonna break our pride
Aint nothing you can do to keep us weak
And all of my soldiers come together
Get on your feet and get ready to bust
What about this war against terrorism (fuck that)
And what about this war against us

[Chorus]

[Wish]
What about them thugs that's dead and gone
What about them thugs that aint even grown
What about them thugs that out here lost
And aint ever gonna find their way home
Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up
Its violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us
If its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying
This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less
Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto
to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know
They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me
And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that money
And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some
how they get it they don't care
Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth
But they listening in my business trying to fuck up my move

[Chorus]

[Bizzy]
Dead niggaz I've been to war
Been tall with shit I seen it all
Like soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when rappers getting bored, really
Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady
And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the best
Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest
Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time
Before I die my momma she carry me no comma
Niggaz bitches and drama
I recollect walking and stoppin'
Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent
And baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it taking me in
Whether we saving fuck the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the shit that I did
Like spittin' on them foxies skied up
In the palm of my dick
This is the life that I love
This is the life that I live
And it's a life full of lust nigga

[Chorus]

[Krayzie]
My partner called me after court
They said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They making some cheese just to feed their folks
And they like somebody won't go home
Its sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers
Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't strees
Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good
See most of the niggaz still on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free
Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em know about us

[Chorus 2x]

What about us? [Repeat till end]

 

[fox69]

"What Have We Done?"
(feat. Michael Jackson)

"What Have We Done?"
(feat. Michael Jackson)



[Chorus - Michael Jackson and Krayzie Bone]
Aaaahhh! (pray, pray, and we pray, pray, pray)
Ooohhh! (and we pray, pray, pray) whoooo!
What have we done to the world? (to the world, world, world)
Look what we’ve done! (lord, what have we done, done, done?)

[Krayzie Bone]
Everybody’s gone crazy, amamzed that it ain’t the same.
Their faith has swayed! Everything done got a little bit stranger
Major complications plague the days.
Everybody caught up in the fame and bright lights.
While so many gonna swing in the night life.
Stabbin’ ourselves with so many pains!
Life’s like really leavin’ me plain as I fight to try to make it out of satan’s
System.
But really all they gotta do is shape the world.
Make the world realize we must escape this world!
Hopin’ I can get up outta here with my integrity and come up on a better
Me and try to do it big,
Do it big and through it to the heavenly
Won’t be no hell for me, just paradise (dise, dise ahh!, ahh!)
So what you gonna do, what you gonna do?(do, do, heee heee!)
When the new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh!, ahh!)
All you can do, what you can do is recognize the truth!
Realize these signs could pertain to you too! (too, too)

[Repeat chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
It’s just for comfortability!
It’s killin’ me floatin’ rock already we damage the ozone.
Ain’t nothin’ been hot as the sun since steady b flex his authority!
And what may be important to me, electricity’s older than trees.
And that’s why the lighting be crackin’ the sky.
Precious the metal was meltin’, but what about me?
When it comes to the mind, core, and the animals stick with us.
B go with fire, entangle the body, the brain, and security, visual forces are
Not with us, why?
And the timing is dire! (ahh oohh)
Oh, I’m rich I feel so elated it’s time to go. I love you baby.
Before and after I’ll remain to the day with a theory, from here to lake
Erie.
You know that the devil’s a liar!
The choir, I sit on my phone, all alone with my baby just singin’ my melody.
Raisin’ a son. I never get tired, I’m too rugged for (Ahh, Ooohh)
I couldn’t retire! Another dimension. Releasin’ my tension.
They’re payin’ attention, they’re walkin’ so blind. Oracles, snakes…

[Repeat chorus]

[Flesh-n-Bone]
Signs keep showin’, goin’ on.
Can’t believe how my mind has blown.
I witness mostly wickedness.
How much more mischief can go wrong?
Steady holdin’ on down to slow it down, tryin’ to make it to a better place.
With the enemies up, they stay wide awake and everybody else caught up
In the rat race.
Watch how they done trap you. Don’t let ‘em catch you.
Wipe away your whole existence.
It’s not easy to resist temptation or escape all the resentment. So much
Tension,
Seem like I’m havin’ a nightmare that’s reoccurin’. The vision is blurry, the
Curtain is closin’ in a hurry, that’s something worthy of worry.
Dig deep and researchers, their story is full of dissention and
Transgression!
Now we gotta find a way to reserve this recession.
What have we done? Lord what have we done (done)?
Look what we’ve done! Look what we’ve become!
Lord what have we become? (come)

[Repeat chorus]

[Wish Bone]
Richest country in the whole wide world.
Then why do got hungry little boys, little girls? (Ahhh Ooohh) spent.
In one man lies their dreams. Come clean, just come clean.
Mothers, fathers, sons, and daughter, it all adds up to their selfish greed!
They’re greedy, greedy, greedy, greedy, they greedy!
How about one laugh for every lie, twice for the unnecessary lives. But
Since they cowards give ‘em that firing squad, get ‘em outta here quickly,
Quickly! Violence must be met with violence, be we be the one’s settin’ off
The riot. Oh no, no, look what we done, done! I’m a voice of power! (power)
I must protect my ghetto son! (baby!)
Without him there’s no blacks tomorrow.
We all (Ahh,Oohh), so stop the violence and watch how you change the world (the
Whole wide world).
(I know) it’s clear, won’t get outta there.
If you really want change, take a look at the man in the mirror (mirror), in
Your mirror.

[Repeat chorus]

[Layzie Bone]
Ain’t got no apology for the economy.
Logically thinkin everybody gotta eat.
Blame the economists, all of their promises.
Not bein’ honest, why would they lie to me?
I’ma be clea, what I see is fear!
They set up the satellites, labeled us televised!
Population in check, people petrified!
Cnn on deck ‘til they testify.
Invadin’ these countries for natural resources.
They wipe up the forests to get the oil in the industry, although they
Claim to be loyal,
Through all of the turmoil, their families get spoiled.
And I mean! Heee Heee! Can we just go green to kill the population?
We need a solution, the future dependin’ on it!
You know what I mean? If you don’t put the endin’ on it,
Armageddon gonna come real soon maybe then you want it.
Landlords put their tenants on it! U.s.
Congress put the senate on it any moment!
I want an atonement without secret service bein’ nervous political warfare.
Ghetto came out of nowhere.
Let the last be first, it hurt, don’t go there!

[Repeat chorus]

[Krayzie Bone]
(ahh, ahh!) so what you gonna do,
What you gonna do? (do, heee heee!)
When the new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh, ahh!)
So what you gonna do, what you gonna do?
Lord what have we done? (done, done, done)

 

[fox69]

"What U See (Reload)"

"What U See (Reload)"


[Chorus - Layzie Bone:]
What you see is what you get, them bone boy's raw and we got chips,
If ya'll act up we load them clips, put a target on that ass nigga we dont miss.
What you see is what you get, them bone boy's raw nigga we got chips,
If ya'll act up then we load them clips, wether rappin' or its guns nigga we do hits.

[Krayzie Bone:]
Now ima show'em how them bone thug niggas soo unique with the flow,
when its time to rock it they gon' know that we got uncut doe,
When they get to poppin niggas try to battle,
I let my magnum tag along cause if a bitch dont watch his tounge he gon' get rattled,
There be ash's on the family mantle,
Nigga can you really injust it, sendin' a nigga to even fuck with me,
Im OG nigga cleveland's finest, but niggas started a troop cuz it was hard to find us,
Told them niggas little behold we got the fed's behind us,
and we been movin, dippin, tryin' to dodge their wires,
Decided to stay quiet let some time expire, then come back like a riot and reflame the fire
"Hangin' out the passenger side of my reagl aimin' at ya mind with a nine when i reload,
When the glock is empty then i grab my desert eagle" and Bop Bop Bop

[Reapeat Chorus]

[Layzie Bone:]
"Hangin' out the passenger side of kray's regal,
Standin' on the corner these thugs is my people,
blaze em' up shoot em' up nigga we dont give a fuck,
raise it up, do it man bone boy's, fuck what you say, Im rich bitch,
Small thang to a giant, thats water under the bridge, little lay so death defiant,
Im built to raw i dont respect the law, they got my brother alreay,
they can lick on my ball's, all ya'll really aint ready for what i be bringin' to the table,
Got to get up get it willin' and able,
Easy E in the mothafuckin house tonight, he gave me shoes, ima move, ima run my life,
Nigga bark, ima bite,
Dont do it wrong, do it right, watch a nigga take flight usin' all my might,
Ima A to Z nigga, you cant play with me nigga,
Whole team got figga's stack it up and count digit's nigga.

[Repeat Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Whom Die They Lie"

"Whom Die They Lie"


[Bizzy talking]
It's East 1999 time

[Bizzy]
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards
Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry
Is you ready for me magic?
Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn
Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly
'Cause the haters never had to have me
Want to follow fools through alleys
'Cause ready to lose and daddy
who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie
Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
But I handle my business
So lately I can handle my shady
Kill 'em, but we think I'm a bomb again
No leavin' as they put me in prison and give me time
I'm ready for the gun to go get'em
And I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die
Is he ready to lie if I decide
Lookin' at my killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye
I'm gonna fly (fly)
Whom die they lie

[Flesh]
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy...

[Flesh]
Whom die they lie [Shot]

Now, who wanna go snitch?
Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues
Saw them sneakin'
And a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'
Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth about shit and they lose
Lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin'
Stop tryin', but they never convince none
Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges
Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck
Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night
So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em?
Then gotta switch to testin' G's
In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady
we're too quick to pull petty bullshit
Y'all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas
#1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would
Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through
When Mo' thugs comin' in, it's a headline
Time to get on top of moff top
When they got on stages all over this nation
World, and I plan on
Now look at you bustas get mad
Beat the fuckas on their own line
Don't make 'em tell it to ya twice
When you crack a grip, keep it real
But you should die, pay the price top
Whom die they lie

[Layzie]
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy . . .

[Layzie]
Whom die they lie [Shot]

Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta
Little sneaky muthafucka on a mission
Grind, be plottin' for it quickly
Who fried? Do or die, nigga
You and I for the creep on the come up
And pay these niggas a visit
So is it, was it, wicked ways
Got me strugglin' for days
Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo
I gotta get paid and blaze
So swift not to catch a case
Crept up in his place
While the nigga was gone for his safe
And his stones, and it's on
'Cause the Bones havin' a say
I won't forget this evenin'
Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone
Thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling
Pin me, niggas run away
They said they lookin' for me
But I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me
Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city
See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down
Breakin' it down in the C-Town
Spot 'em on the avenue, follow him passin' through
Get 'em at the next red light, green light
Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]

[Krayzie]
I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand
Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy
Drop 'em
Me gotta get 'em
Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us
And you know the bitches want us
But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me
Take a look, and what you see;
Krayzie still runnin' from the police
'Cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed
I'll be leavin' sale now on the scene
I can do it, I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty
He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head
Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye
Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
Meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay
St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin'
Oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it
Break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid
Or your fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days
Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it
Never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me
Tell a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga
"I know who did it"
Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all
Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut your balls
It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off
Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie

[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]

 

[fox69]

"Wildin'"

"Wildin'"


[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
You need some reefer we smokin that bombay (bombay)
You need some liquor we pourin it all day (all day)
Lookin for drama my niggaz be wildin
Hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey (BUCK) hey

[Krayzie Bone]
Awwww shit, guess who just stepped in the club
Them niggaz that don't give a Thuggish Ruggish motherfuck
We come to party, some of my partners come to fuck it up
Scuff 'em, turn the fuckin music up
Get it crunk, nigga what, fill up on my niggaz cup
Watch out for security cause we 'bout to blaze the dub up
Let's (Smoke & Burn), choke the herb
So come on ride the train, you should ride it
Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter
We keep that fire fire baby, baby
Krayzie faded, them blaze shit all day
When we rumble (uh-oh) we just like animals out the jungle
Make 'em fall, collapse, stumble and fumble just like drunk hoes

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone]
Biz' got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that Syn
Me and Wish just got to the club, and man they better let us in
Cause we got cheese to spend, and I know they really don't want no trouble
My heat get double double, or we cop it on a hustle
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party
cause a Bone Thug party get wild
Get foul in the crowd like do that what? Do that shit right now
We the same damn niggaz sellin llello, sippin 40's
Wearin khakis, with the Timbs on, motherfuckers know the story
We can't leave rap alone, the game need us
Think you can handle us to beat us? "Now c'mon Cleatus!"
Mess up that drank you drankin, puff on that weed you smokin
My niggaz ain't never jokin, and I came to get you open
off this weed [echoes]

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Coke and Henny and I'm feelin irate
Wanna try me, pussy nigga die, we
slide up in the club, ready collide, wanna get wildin
Highly intoxicated, fucked up that firey (nigga)
Dirty rotten, glock in the pocket, please believe it
Watchin you niggaz hold Jesus, what is the secret?
What is the reason? Clutchin my metal trinkets
Wish bring the pain for these niggaz, please believe it

[Wish Bone]
I'ma drink, I'ma smoke, when I hit the club I'm in the back do'
Bringin no problems, but if you want 'em we can dance hoe
Higher, higher, put a little Henn' in that Cris'
It'll make you righter, nicer, drunk as fuck but don't get it twisted
I will light ya, fight ya, in the middle of the party
With a hundred thugs right by me, and you don't wanna try me
What I got to lose? And I'm mad as fuck comin out they shoes, move
Bring your own smoke, and your own drink, that's Thug's rules fool!

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

 

[fox69]

"Wind Blow"

"Wind Blow"


[Layzie Bone]
Bone Thugs n Harmony
A yo we ain't always been accepted like this till (listen to the wind blow)
A nigga got that Grammy
Open the door nigga,

Bone Thugs got a story that’s similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I’m member back in the days they didn’t want me
Now I blew up they all on me
They smiles phony
It's hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake
They tryna eat out of your plate
And you can't get a break
Now how much can you take
For heaven's sake
I can't wait they gone be
(listening to the wind blow)

[Krayzie Bone]
Sitting back blowing on indo
Waving with my middle finger hanging out the window lets roll
Get your motherfucking hand out my pocket
Now they wanna be with a nigga
Feel like we partners
Nigga we was looking for a deal and you dodged us
Never did call us
Where was your promise?
But now we riding by
(listening to the wind blow)

[Wish Bone]
Nigga to the real to the sets
When it comes to the streets
Living peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghetto
Give all peace won't let is go
Say we wouldn’t make it
Now we some of the greatest
Bumping through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo

[Chorus x2]
You don’t love me now
And you’ll never love me again
(You can't) you can't say it
You would never break the chain
Never break the chain

[Layzie Bone]
For true thugs from the double glock
A nigga ready to rumble
When trouble nocks
To one way tickets straight off the block
We gonna this pay
You all niggas just watch
“All eyes on me”
Like my name is Pac
Fucking hip hop clock
Gotta pass the glock
Taking drastic shots
Till these bastards stop
When the casket drop
I be mashing out
In brand new drop top flying nigga
(listening to wind blow)

[Krayzie Bone]
Killing them niggas with an automatic weapon
When they step up
they get hit up wit the AK-47
Anybody tryna git the motherfucking blessing
They better not mess with mine 'cause I'm telling
Any you niggas run up again
That it ain't no pretending go for sin you're gonna git in
Boy you better listen listen listen
(listening to wind blow)

[Wish Bone]
If you get a change of foot
Inch for inch
You better do it do it
Grab the game
Do it to it
Chase to chase
But still hood
Live it or love it
Dummies of the rocks
Duck up out of my hood hood hood

[Chorus x2]

(Murder) mo murder them all [x4]

[Krayzie Bone]
? The wind blow
Never see me 'cause I get ghost
So a nigga never get close
I go fast or slow
No matter the tempo
Murder the instrumental
Murder the rhythm
I ride to the rhythm of murder
It's murder
This lyrical venom I serve a
Gone kill ‘um at minimal murder
Nigga burn some some
Stick wit rans that's that cash
Nigga you better learn some (some some)
We got the hood hot lock
Even got the burbs bumping bumping
They probably tryna get in
Don’t nobody wanna be left in the wind

[Layzie Bone]
Uh-oh
Niggas that’s not tryna listen to Bone
The early bird get the worm
Take the game by the throat and squeeze
Till the motherfucker broke believe
It's murder we wrote
It's dope that we serve on the curb to the booth
These niggas don’t feel it 'cause we spit the truth
Ain't never no fake and they got me to prove
Haters just hate and we do what we do

Let ‘um talk to you in the face
Only because we blew up in they face
If was Bone hurting
If that was the case
I’ll probably go loco and catch me a case
Nigga just move and give me some space
When I let the wind blow in my face
Nigga don’t quit till I finish the race
Number one is the place

[Chorus x2]

[Krayzie Bone]
Now we riding by [x4]