they pass out, they just ass out [Verse Two: Threat] So just stay off my dick nigga And tell yo' bitch that I wanna put this in her Strip her ass butt
off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh, put my kicks up on they desk Unaffected by they threats, then get busy on they ass See, that's how that
And I know if ya scared bring that tired ass home (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Oh, man ya know that's crazy (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I need to find out if ya feel what
it, pump the sound to ten (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Catch BR on the cover of Spin (OH THAT'S CRAZY) [Chorus] Man, it's alright, on tight Watch out, pushing on
thank somebody So I'm gonna thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you So I'm calling your ass up At like three in the morning Saying
CIA, FBI, IRS Try to flip us out for sweat But they'll never sweat you son 'Cause you're broke and you're dumb and you're no threat to no one Them fools
my, my, my pack I point it at you and tell it fetch I'm f**king her good, she got her legs on my neck I get p**sy, mouth and ass, call it triple threat
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak Dark shades, Eazy E Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga I see you looking with your looking ass
strike at a quick pace I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to all mankind Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature '
this industry swangin from our balls Its bone thugs, mighty bone thugs Bone thug, bone, bone thug [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] I told em imma get up, get out
whole motherfucker on a mission Now the, whole entire world's Gotta try to come up with a quick decision They claim we threats to society And now they
't got the time I'd rather bust yo'ass up with some screwed and chopped let me test ya jaws and let me stretch out ya cotton I'm still Pimp C bitch, the
ass (They're the bad guys) Them bastards they smart (Those guys) It's up to us for how long we gon' last (They're the bad guys) I declare an all-out
m regularly wreckin this joint so what now With so many niggas that's biting it's harder to detect who I be Well check out the J, check out the A, check out
11 to squeeze 'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made Jealous ass niggas, switchin
in their arms See them bastards woke me up when they broke my alarm I was getting my ass licked by this cat named Tom I heard three guns cocked that'
the bitch in you, simply hard, you find The bitch in you but yo it's coming out Verse Two: Up on this rap shit, Cube, I'm calling out I break in
When the hot water disappear like when coke cook Then resurface, its Sig. Berkowitz, bitch I'm sick Leave that ass like Dama, Sig. heat that ass like sauna Stretch ya body out
