the nigga with the Ruger The young Don, the heron mover You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill
serious dash Didn't know where we were going. Didn't care Didn't ask Word Fell a sleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chillin' in N.Y.C. Called
serious dash Didn't know where we were going Didn't care Didn't ask Word Fell a sleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chillin' in N.Y.C Called up
dogs leave n-ggas for dead, let em have a bleed off 44 to the head, will tear a n-gga meat off won't show any emotions when he let the heat off [Chorus
em 'member the neva surrender Now taties and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems Gentlemen let's get paid to party Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N
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
That's something we can't allow No matter what, we holdin' it down (Facts don't lie) Hey, run up on me nigga You better be ready with your heat If you
of that there Mommy's out the ghetto now I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony For everything it brangs to me, yeah I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N
[Intro - Krayzie] Ya??all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY [Chorus - Krayzie & Flesh] They know Ia??m crazy by the flow N-gga never
Y'all know who it is Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, harmony, harmony They know I'm crazy by the flow Nigga never lazy 'bout my dough I'm in the flesh but I'm
Boi, wear corduroy About to curb serve over a phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chilling
'm gone come fuck wit you Come on down loco Ai, please have some bitches, please Locc, I been hustlin' all week Tonight's the night, I dips 'n try to
[fatal - talking] O.n.s. in this mother fucker We got the plague in this mother fucker The pentagon in this mother fucker [verse 1 - fatal] Around these
so Nigga chill, calm down Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin' reckless right now And we know you ain't built for that Nigga chill
Talib Kweli] Who acknowledge truth and peace seekers We on point like heat seekers Targettin the black marketing strategists Run up on em with the heaters
When I reacted will said chill fuck him Yo it?s a small world ya know that we?ll see him again He said fuck you I said what repeat it again Chill son
family, nigga, niggaz can't stand me Next up, my little man, I hand you the jammy You know the fam, what it is, it is what it is S.I.N.Y., where the
me at I used to rock these red Iroq Z's Now I rock the MB's with the twelves and V's Today, sun high up in the sky From N.Y. la la to M.I., just cruisin
