Bone Thugs N Harmony LYRICS

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Bone Thugs N Harmony - Neighborhood Slang (interlude) - lyrics

Krayzie:
I87 is a lesson for them niggaz
That want to test
Bring more than cause me shotgun
Will be buckin your chest
Wanna be mothug thugsta menatatlity
Runs through the bone
Pop pop to the dome
Fall short to the crome
Get wraped that *****es on
Much love for the green leaves
But me trues have to ease me down
Puff puff head rush
Popin in me clip and i got plenty rounds
Me n pretenda
No studiothugsta
Bone'll get wit cha
Straight #1 lil' rispsta
Swing watch him hit cha
So we can swang(we can swang)
Down for my thang(down for my thang)
Finna blow to tha brain
Though you could hang
When i swang them things
Thats insane
Stay low (so low)
Dem popo know me no surrender
Dem niggaz on tha street they remember as beeing no pretenda
Standin up on tha block
9 mm *****ed
And me hang, and me gott my niggaz lookin out for me back
And them watch for them rocks
And you know its nuthin but the neighboorhood thang
Its manditory for me neighboorhood slang

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Battlezone - lyrics

Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry)
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for
(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!
(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler kill kill then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Mutha*****as in the battlezone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit
(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them mutha*****as more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the ***** is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a mutha*****a really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll ***** a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a ***** kill a nigga see me drivin
***** come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not ***** with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like ***** that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but ***** that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get *****ed every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody gonna get *****ed up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other mutha*****as talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a ***** directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Shoot 'em Up - lyrics

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Krayzie:
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 dont wanna roll,
cause when we give it to ya, were gonna bring it to ya. oh, yeah.
Layzie:
Right off the jump, ooh, now I gotsta 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 whammies on fools, who
Get dumb and numb. now, that you know like that. these niggas come around; they dont know how to act. in fact, Im at the track in the back with a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin wee
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
Thats how my mental, thats how my mental state is like. parlay, parlay, like everyday. dont think I dont pin playa hation ya, but ya better pinnin yourself, or contend with the m-11, .35
Omatic weapons from my shelf. the niggas wanna take my health and wealth, check yourself, tryin to contend, but they couldnt win. you took it to the head with a fifth of hen, now we in a red
-hundred benz, oh, we roll, r
Oll. drop the top, and lock the locks, ***** the glock, bout to hit this corner, livin like a thug on the real. whos stronger when I put it on ya, on ya? all playa haters goners.
Krayzie:
Murder, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda them all. they fall. they fall. buck. buck. oh, yeah. niggas--they get it then pissed off, and a, and a to ***** with the wrong mutha*****as. they fall
K) when we buck, *****, ooh, we got somethin to put you back into your trunk quick. hey, that fo-fo magnum, gon handle em, aint no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat, execution, i
E shootin while you runnin off at your mouth. you plot me, cause you watch me, watch me, watch me. my nigga, we know what youre thinkin bout, but *****, if you run up and try me, Im com
P 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 still find me. where? [you know we bullshit.] east 99, dru
Ers and po-po--yeah, thats the clair. bone runnin back to mo, and thats cleveland, cleveland. you know we thuggin and theivin, theivin. if somebody got beef, we got millions done made.
Ollin thug records for ya, s
Ee my nigga, we com with nothin to lose. and *****, if ya try me, (...? ...) all those bloody bodies, tryin to get outta the room. if I could just look up and see haters dyin [-yin -yin] a
Ip up my mind, and whenever you think Im quiet, I get plots on the riot, riot--bang. thats way ya get em, man: [get em, man; get em, man.] sneak up on em, and you kill em, and they won
K with ya no more. you havin a party, and the weed goin up in your body. smokers, chill. my niggas, gotta get me sloppy. high, oh, so, so high.
Wish:
Come on, come on, dont be shy. lets get high.
Krayzie:
We got the herb.
Wish:
If you want some, want some. we got weed indeed. you need some, need some? aw, yeah. I know this just might sound crazy, but lately gotta roll with my gun, cause the haters they hate me, wa
Urt 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, thai rhyme. had to thug it out, but it came in t
Just in time. and you give it to me, my thugs gon give it you, so either way we go about this goes, somebodys head gon get blown. bone gon on with your bad self, hey, hey, hey, blowin up
Face with your pistols and get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang. nigga wanna roll with bone, its on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool. dont forget: playa haters get that buck to the ban
Up in that body. got em, got em. we wont be slippin. we just might be peepin you all the time. Im comin. Im gunnin, and I put that on the double nine.
Bizzy:
Shoot em up always, hate when I break you off and you loss and make it look to (? ). let there be coffins for all of your offspring, now. let there be coffins for all of your offspring for the
Ce on the corner, creepin up, here comes them soldiers pullin up, better watch one of them st. clair niggas. put it in a gutter, better (often) and doze ya. really know ya shouldna let me j
up out your shit, you runnin with a gang of *****es for you, ready when Im ready to do it you. it in my thang but a buck, buck is small change, its off in ten to say that they niggas was b
Ittin, and the bizzy maintain. nigga, this the northcoast 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
On, *****. bang. you feel the pitch of my trigger fingers a *****. I done put it down with-a my click, and stood on my own, and (kill flesh). and I rest on the nine, Ill be *****in with y
Slangin my dogs, and em al
L niggas been (? ) little bizzy, but its all good, I still ball. and I know when ya roll, Im snatchin your souls with the bone, we can show it, and since Im a flow, and its all of yall re
My niggas, I figured Id let em all know it. playas takin up off the style; well, if you think Im scared, you (dead wrong) did you think when I break you down.
Krayzie:
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 dont wanna roll,
cause when we give it to ya, were gonna bring it to ya. oh, yeah.

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Take The Lead (Wanna Ride) - lyrics

(feat. Wisin & Yandel, Fatman Scoop, Melissa Jiménez)
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride
Now fella, nigga with a leather bag and that's only a speck uh
You think you let a nigga enough a sip, I only sing here
We've been here, just chillin' in the back
Mixin' a sip of Jack, while the Philly's ftill fat
What's that? They heard it from the ghetto Swizz
And Bone Thuggs back, they can't get close to that, let's toast to that
Should we get it, we live it, we done done think somebody reachin'
You think about the greatest on that base, we better be there, we thug
Don't give him all that credit 'cause in three months or what, no drama
Had to think about the Hummer, Hummer
And everybody wonders how I do it
Summer back out like that, the money low and expand
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride
Tu vas a ver como con este ritmo se descontrola
Ella se prende sola
(Swizz Beatz)
Sube la consola pa que la negra mueve la cola
El ritmo letal, celestial
Tu cuerpo brutal, el momento fenomenal
Se siente en un viaje especial
Mueve el arsenal, mujer inmortal
Empieza, tra, avanza y empieza, con destreza
Tiguersa, comele la fresa
AiPrendate, no se quede tieza!
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride
Y casi, mueve el chasi
Te metiste con el facil
Llego el perro inteligente como Lassie
Baile pa que nos respeten los paparazzi
Hoy no te vas en taxi
Yo nunca muero como las Reebok Classic
Yo soy el kamikaze
Agil W de rima es un oasis
Como eh? como eh? sigue bailando y no pare como eh?
como eh? hay ahay
Como eh? como eh? sigue bailando y no pare como eh?
como eh? hay ahay hay
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride
Yes, I love to dance, I don't wanna stop
I can feel the beat and it makes me hot
Yes, I wanna let go but I'm in, control
I'm ready to ride, watch my body go, eh
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, I know you wanna see me do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, come and check me out as I do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, I know you like the way I do my dance
Ohh, ohh, ha ha, watch me as I work it, baby
What
(Ella se luce pa que la vea)
Throw ya hands up
(Ea ea ea)
Throw ya hands up
(Se menea se menea)
Throw ya hands up
(Bailando te rodea)
Throw ya hands up
Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it
Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it
Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Murder One - lyrics

[verse 1: Flesh N Bone]
We In The Last Five Days Of These Trials And Tribulations
And I'm Waiting For The Lord Oh Please Don't Leave Me Forsaken
Caught Up In The Doom Prepare For Satan
We Facing A Situation While I'm Drunk And Scared
Heavily Sedated Wonder Will I Make It To The Pearly Gates
Or Will I Burn Off In That Lake Now,
Could You Feel The Earthquake Shaking The Dead Awake
How Many Wait It's Too Late It's Over Now
Niggas Had A Lack Of Faith So Life Ain't Straight, If You Incapable,
Having A Little Trouble A Day Wid Ah Fiend Or Somethin'
Betta Plead To Bloody Jesus
Watch How The Majesty Control It
Don't Let It Go Slow Down Hold On
Now Can I Get A Witness Shout Hallelujah,amen
I'm Feeling The Holy Ghost Makin' Moves Through Ya
Smooth, I Made It To Free Your Mind To The Rhythm
I Got Designed When The World Drop Dimes
This World You'll Fine There's No Other Like My Kind
[hook: Bizzy Bone]
Code Murder One, Code Murder One,
Code Murder One, Code Murder One
Murder Them Mo
[4x]
[verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
If The World Should End Today!
Fully Automatic Gunning Through It
Gunning Thangs, Red Rummed When Strumming Pain
Mo Murda, I Heard 'em Holla Holla, Clock Dollas
Swallow Me Baby Cause We Balling Hollow Point Tips To The Ci
Enemies Keep Rolling, Get 'em Off That Flaunted Fluid
Making Me Nauseous Cautious These Niggas Is Flossing
My Nina Ross Tossed Out I'm Slaucing
It's For The Auction Rapper Bop The Copper Got Gospel On 'em
Who Wanna Magnum?
Who Wanna Tag 'em?
Bag 'em Up Ain't No Problem, Baby (*****)
Smoked Out In High School
Sleeping The Fifth Grade Selling Chicken
Gotta Get Paid We In The Kitchen
Cooking Up Grade And Baby Go On Go Grym
Hold On, Mother*****ing Gun
Another Fifth Took One Hood Shot She Split Up
Talking Bout The Get Up For Everyone Ya Lit Up And Hit Up
So Huff And Make It Settle
[hook (2x)]
[verse 3: Layzie Bone]
Make Me Push This Panic Button Nigga
We Moving Like The Panthers In The Sixties
Khaki Suited Booted My Thugs Recruited
You Wit Me Nigga You Wit Me
Millitant Minded Perfect Timing It
Always On The Incline Ah Shit
Nigga That's Down For The Grind Ah Shit
Keeping Real Niggas Rewinding This,
Deep In The Ghetto In The Streets Ah Cleveland
We Call It Thieving Mind Deceiving
Hear The Reasons For Hustling Season
Bottom Line Money Is Power
And The Power Mean Muscle
Money And Guns Stacked Up To The Ceiling
Nigga Get Down For His Hustle His Hustle Hustle
Now Nigga Now What Ya Gon' Do When They Come For You
Well I'ma Tell Ya Right Now What We Gon' Do
Scream M-o-g And Start Blasting
Nigga Never Did Like Them Boyz In Blue
No Regards For Authorities,
Wanna Dump Ah Nigga Up Wid The Ferozine
Oh You Invited To The Bloody Ass Whore Scene
Know What I Mean You Betta Get Wid The Team
Cause This Is The Soldiers Ready For War Nigga,
We From Way Down Under Nigga Been Waiting For The Day
To Let Off These Rounds It's Thunder, It's Thunder
Got My Mind Made Up, And If Niggas Str8 Balling Up Outta Control
Just As Those Hoes Nigga Rose
On Ah Mission Tryin' Ta Get That Dough
Separated Mine Through Prose,
Open And Close Just Like A Case
Place To Place Ya Feeling Ya Safe
Hb All Up In My Face,
And It Just Ain't Safe It Just Ain't Safe Safe
I'm Knowing They Want Me To Catch It In War
Boy Boy I Seek And Destroy Any Nigga That Throw The Decoy
See Me I'm Stacked And Ripping Shit
Taking Off My Shirt And Breaking Them Sweats
Tattoos All Over My Body 7 On The Stomach,
Skull On My Chest, Nine Millimetre In My Pocket
Ready To Buck On The Crowd,
As Long As That One Little Nigga
Sagging And Bragging And Talking Loud
Talking About He Bout It Bout It
Nigga I Got Yo Whole Clik
Real Niggas Don't Run They Mouth
Real Niggas Make Moves And Get Rich
[verse 4: Flesh N Bone]
Mobbing In Ah Expedition
Thinking Of Ah Proposition
Settle My Composition
Feeling Relentless *****ing Up Gun Condition
Mo Murda Competition,
How Many Niggas On The Frontline
Ready For Whateva My Nigga Wid Yo Tech Nine
Nigga Disrespect Mine,
How Will You Lose The Chalk
For Marrow Rip Through Thine Spine
If You Wanna Listen To What I Say
Hey Gotta Pay Intuition,
This Ain't No Free Exploit Of An Exhibit
Cause, My Niggas, To Exquisite
I'm So Armageddon, Just As My Smith & Wesson
Here's A Nice Slug For You
And My Nitrogen Glyc Bomb
Can Land On Them Newly Morgue
I Watch When They All Come Stormin'
So When My One Hit 'em Up They Fall
Let Off Wid Ah Little Frustration Bust My Gun
Bullets Haul
[hook 4x]

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Spit Ya Game - lyrics

Notorious
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat
[Chorus]
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us,
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious,
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us,
Y'all niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins,
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin,
High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen,
Steadily countin' them Benjamin's
Nigga you should too if you knew what this game would do to you
Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've been through,
So called beef with you know who, *****ed a few female stars or two,
Then a blue-light niggas knew like Mike shit not to be *****ed with.
Mutha*****a better duck quick, 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
***** the luck shit, strictly aim, no aspiration to quit the game.
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
All them niggas I gotta fight one, all them hoes I gotta like one
Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?
[Chorus]
Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust
Don't too many niggas wanna start wit us,
Got big guns in the cars wit us
Bust at any mother*****er acting hard with us,
Don't really wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn and K-town, when you checkin' out the flow
You know it's gon' reign with persistence
Two legends on the same track, two different plains of existence
Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows
Hit it from the back 'cause I love to buck hoe
Spit it for the city I love Chicago
Calico's buck, I love to bust those,
You think you can spit on the mic like Biggie and flow just as steady as I
Shit is real, you know you love him, you ain't got "Ready to Die"
"Life After Death", give it to you, however you want it nigga
Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga
Cause the shit it get deep, so I carry big heat
Screamin "Come and get me"
Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)
Free mils, I love to make one
All these cars, I love to ride one
All these hoes, I love to cut one
A tribute to Big, I love to bust one
[Chorus]
In the middle it it I'ma, bring niggas more drama than their baby mommas
Nigga wanna battle, I'ma bomb ya
One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas, like Terra-cota
Niggas always ready for the war, but they really don't wanna see a nigga though
We can do em in a minute, then we finish with 'em
Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ol' flow
Doin it wit Swizz, oh no, you niggas is in some trouble
Somebody better call po-po
It's gonna be murder when I get to servin 'em verbally, man
Nigga y'all heard of me, wig splitta, killa nigga word to me
And I'm classic, like Bird and Magic
Wit a tactic to snatch it, strap back and stack some platinum
Double on the mag random, with the bullets I brand em
Finna hold the game ransom
Runnin' up in your mansion,
Catch them magnums, flashing cannons
Niggas ain't ready for this one
'Cause I'm on a mission to get even better
Believe it I'm heavily heated it's easy to see me
If you trying to see me, let that be the reason
[Chorus]
Notorious (You just heard the sounds of the king of New York)
Notorious (B.I.G.)
Notorious (Woo!)
Notorious (There's only one crown)

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Murda Me - lyrics

Krayzie:
Murda y'all, kill 'em all, man. murda y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all. murder y'all, kill 'em all, man. kill 'em all man. murder y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all.
R mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder you die, die, die, die, die, die, die. die, die, die, die, die, die, die.
Better watch that redrum, that bloody mo murder, mo murder, it will learn ya. don't be *****in' with a thug, a thug who slug, rippin' them guts and drippin' that blood. roll with the gun in my ha
D they can't understand how we ran with the murder mo. niggas pull triggers, and they really quick to put you in the river. so many, better serve em before they get me, stick me. playa haters,
Be quick when they pull out they weapon. me ouija would never deceive. it's keepin' me deep and they all be me victim. and y'all'll fall when i call my dogs. i'll be ready any time you wanna go.
Put 'em on the ground with the fo-fo, i just want to let a nigga know. niggas steady fakin' like they rollin' with the bone, when they really wanna see the bone gone. now nigga you dead wrong. y
Tter take a couple steps backwards, i'll collapse ya. rap to the playa haters, just remember were pinnin' you jealous backstabber, backstabber.
Hey, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo. die, die, die. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang,
Lang. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang, my slang. claim my thang, my slang. [ slang, slang, slang, slang... ] my thang, my thang. my thang, my thang.
Nigga ***** them po po when ***** i got an automatic for ya. let's pump that gore up. if i could just look up and see po po dyin' [yin?yin] flip up my mind. stoned up with the gauge, let it rip
Put the doughnut in the grave. we're deadly and we play with the ak-47, .357 equal 187. i [i] gotta guage and you [you] gotta die, but you better try to get your weapon out before mine. shoot '
The head, but you make sure they dead. then a nigga fin to fled while they layin' in red. all of my o-t homies tell me when the police come you break. nigga, gotta go, see you later, ho, leathe
Gots to get away, -way, -way. say leatherface gots to get away. when a nigga wanna tell me how he quick to pull the trigger on a nigga, but id really rather get up wit' ya. hey, easy, pop, ste
Urder them po-po now.
High-techs and khaki when attackin', po-po there's really no place to run [run]. niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [my shotgun]. stun. blastin' when attac
Po-pos there's really no place to run [run]. niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [my shotgun]. rollin', rollin', rollin', layin' them slugs off into your so
Nd you swollen, stiff, and cold, and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'. you swollen, stiff, and cold, and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'.
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall.,br> murder, mo
Murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall.murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall.murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall.
We never knew one that could ***** with the tongue--they give us no competition. wish got the gun, don't ***** with #1. we never knew one that could ***** with the tongue--they give us no competiti
Ifth dawg off the fifth, and rip, row dawg, the clique.
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija, is it really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really m
Der, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo, mo, mo, mo?
Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost
] stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] [roll, roll, roll, roll....] rollin' with the st. clair way with a big twelve gauge, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the
Lair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they la

Bone Thugs N Harmony - What Have We Done? - lyrics

[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鈥檝e done! (lord, what have we done, done, done?)
[Krayzie Bone]
Everybody鈥檚 gone crazy, amamzed that it ain鈥檛 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鈥ourselves with so many pains!
Life鈥檚 like really leavin鈥me plain as I fight to try to make it out of satan鈥檚
System.
But really all they gotta do is shape the world.
Make the world realize we must escape this world!
Hopin鈥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鈥檛 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鈥檚 just for comfortability!
It鈥檚 killin鈥me floatin鈥rock already we damage the ozone.
Ain鈥檛 nothin鈥been hot as the sun since steady b flex his authority!
And what may be important to me, electricity鈥檚 older than trees.
And that鈥檚 why the lighting be crackin鈥the sky.
Precious the metal was meltin鈥 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鈥檓 rich I feel so elated it鈥檚 time to go. I love you baby.
Before and after I鈥檒l remain to the day with a theory, from here to lake
Erie.
You know that the devil鈥檚 a liar!
The choir, I sit on my phone, all alone with my baby just singin鈥my melody.
Raisin鈥a son. I never get tired, I鈥檓 too rugged for (Ahh, Ooohh)
I couldn鈥檛 retire! Another dimension. Releasin鈥my tension.
They鈥檙e payin鈥attention, they鈥檙e walkin鈥so blind. Oracles, snakes鈥br>
[Repeat chorus]
[Flesh-n-Bone]
Signs keep showin鈥 goin鈥on.
Can鈥檛 believe how my mind has blown.
I witness mostly wickedness.
How much more mischief can go wrong?
Steady holdin鈥on down to slow it down, tryin鈥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鈥檛 let 鈥榚m catch you.
Wipe away your whole existence.
It鈥檚 not easy to resist temptation or escape all the resentment. So much
Tension,
Seem like I鈥檓 havin鈥a nightmare that鈥檚 reoccurin鈥 The vision is blurry, the
Curtain is closin鈥in a hurry, that鈥檚 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鈥檝e done! Look what we鈥檝e 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鈥檙e greedy, greedy, greedy, greedy, they greedy!
How about one laugh for every lie, twice for the unnecessary lives. But
Since they cowards give 鈥榚m that firing squad, get 鈥榚m outta here quickly,
Quickly! Violence must be met with violence, be we be the one鈥檚 settin鈥off
The riot. Oh no, no, look what we done, done! I鈥檓 a voice of power! (power)
I must protect my ghetto son! (baby!)
Without him there鈥檚 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鈥檚 clear, won鈥檛 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鈥檛 got no apology for the economy.
Logically thinkin everybody gotta eat.
Blame the economists, all of their promises.
Not bein鈥honest, why would they lie to me?
I鈥檓a be clea, what I see is fear!
They set up the satellites, labeled us televised!
Population in check, people petrified!
Cnn on deck 鈥榯il they testify.
Invadin鈥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鈥on it!
You know what I mean? If you don鈥檛 put the endin鈥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鈥nervous political warfare.
Ghetto came out of nowhere.
Let the last be first, it hurt, don鈥檛 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)

Bone Thugs N Harmony - F--- Tha Police - lyrics

Interpolated by krayzie bone and layzie bone
[sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
***** the police. ***** the police. ***** em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
Youre mutha*****in right.
Krayzie:
Yo, ***** the police, comin straight from the underground. a young nigga got it bad cause Im brown and not the other color. some police think they have the authority to kill a minority, but
*****a mad, cause I aint the one for a punk mutha*****a with a badge and a gun to be beatin on and thrown in jail. but we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell. *****in with a nigga, c
A nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they play us, search a nigga car, lookin for a product, thinkin every thug nigga sellin narcotics. theyd rather see me in the pen, th
Blowin indo rollin in my benz-o. I send the police to the grave, and when Im finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin swoll off bread and
R. I dont know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. and on the other hand, without a gun they cant get none, but dont let it be a black and a white one, cause th
Slam ya down to the street t
Op. black police showin out for the white cop, but krayzie bone will swarm on any mutha*****a in a blue uniform. just cause Im from the c-l-e, the punk mutha*****as are afraid of me, huh. a
Nigga on the warpath, and when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath of cops dying around my way. yo, *****, I got somethin to say:
[sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
***** the police. ***** the police. ***** em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
Youre mutha*****in right.
Krayzie and layzie:
***** the police and bone said it with authority, cause the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and its whenever Im steppin that a mutha*****in weapon is kept in the stash spot for th
Called law, wishin bone was some niggas that they never saw. lights start flashin behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so they mase me to blind me, but that shit dont work. I just laugh,
Lus, it gives em a hint not to step in my path. the police, Im sayin, ***** you, punk. readin my rights and shit. its all junk. pullin out a silly club, so you stand with a f
Ss badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can see whats up, and Ill go at it, punk, and Im a ***** you up. made ya think Im a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and bones g
Last. Im sneaky as ***** when it comes to crime, and Im a smoke em now and not next time. smoke any mutha*****a that sweats me and any ***** that threatens me. Im a sniper with a hell of
Pe, takin out a cop or two. they can
T ***** with me. the mutha*****in killa thats mad with potential to get bad as *****. now Im a turn it around--dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound: [two gunshots.] yeah, somethin lik
T, but it all depends on the size of the strap. takin out a police will make my day, and the niggas like bone, dont give a ***** to say . . .
[sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
***** the police. ***** the police. ***** em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
Youre mutha*****in right.
Layzie:
Im tired of these mutha*****in jackins. sweatin my thug, while we be thuggin in the shack and shinin the lights in my face and for what? maybe its because Im kickin so much butt. I kic
, nigga. maybe, cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga when Im playin with the trigger of an uzi or an ak, cause the police always got somethin stupid to say. they pull out my picture with s
E, cause my identity along with my groups causes violence. its bone with the criminal behavior. yeah, Im thugsta, nigga, but still I got flavor. without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
Igga in a uniform waitin to get shot by me or one of my niggas, and with a gat it dont matter if youre smaller or bigger.
Krayzie:
Size dont mean shit. Im from the old school, fool.
Layzie:
And as you all know, layzie bone came to rule. whenever Im rollin, keep on lookin in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a dumb mutha*****a with a gun. and when Im rollin off t
Ght, youll be the one that I take out, and then I get away, and while Im drivin off laughin, this is what I say, believe that . . .
[sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
***** the police. ***** the police. ***** em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
Youre mutha*****in right.

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Mr. Bill Collector - lyrics

Krayzie & wish
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
Layzie & bizzy
See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
Krayzie & wish
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Layzie & bizzy
Nigga mutha*****a po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo'
Krayzie
Don't be *****in' with my money. nigga, no. see when krayzie pull the pump, then i kill 'em all. pump slugs. when blood hit the wall, watch 'em fall, now, dog, who ya gonna call? puttin' niggas i
Coffin where they probably better off, and leathaface is not a punk-*****, so a nigga just can't ***** me. nigga better have me cash, or i kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast.
Test me. never ever let a nigga ride. when he think he fin to slide, pump him in the spine. get him for the money. nigga tried to play me and dash, and that's why me thugs should put slugs in t
Ss. they telly. and me never want to see no, oh jealous mutha*****a tried to keep a nigga's ends low. if he scared to smoke a primo, gotta go whether fiends in the clique¡ºthat's a no-no. gotta m
Hat money, man. gimme all my change. it's a murder thang, now. even in the dummy game, niggas comin' up slain for collectin' they claim. now, leathaface, me pick up me gauge, grab the mask, and,
A, me blast, so ya better re
Spect us, when you see the bill collector rippin', killin' niggas for that mad money thang.
Layzie
Niggas steady payin' them dues, runnin' with trues, nothin' to lose, everything to prove. little thug from the c-town, never caught sleepin', always on the come up creepin', runnin' this shit, n
Uttin' that bone down. gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese, movin' thangs in the '95. rollin' with ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from the clair, and we smokin' them green leaves. f
Ith me, now. oh, nigga, don't test rest, strate, leathaface in the place on a mission. don't be messin' with my bankroll. niggas wanna gank on bone, so i stack them prank hoes. and i'm bettin' o
Takin' no more losses, put 'em in a coffin, and they life is better off, and these niggas--they don't know me--they can't know me. thought you had a homie, but ya *****in' with the mutha*****in' b
See. nigga, gotta get me mine on the nine-nine. in the '95, bodies droppin'. when you hear my pistol select ya dome, respect that true house or underground shit, mr. bill collector--bone.
Krayzie & wish
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
Layzie & bizzy
See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
Krayzie & wish
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Layzie & bizzy
Nigga mutha*****a po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo'
Wish
Nigga, take it off. thank you. please don't make me stack ya. time to pay the bill, write your check up all night, catch a slug or chill. bill collectors, better respect them mo thugs. sellin' d
Pumpin' slugs all up in that rectum, check 'em. click-click, fall to the ground. when the glock pop, make your chest pump blood. and takin' too long, better drop it on down, or ya catchin' two
E head. shoulda gave 'em up, *****, to the mo thug lunatic quick to pop, now, you're dead (yeah). gotta pull that nine on the niggas everytime, sellin' rocks on the nine-nine. gotta put him on t
Ve. if ya want to die, put 'em in the grave, better give me all them dimes. (mine!)
Krayzie [layzie]
I didn't want to take his life, but the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello. [i see me, the murderer.] [*4]
Bizzy
Sawed-off pumpin', dumpin' steadily. all the way to the other side we ride. sherm, when i hit that chrome and now, niggas is 'bout to die. thugsta theivin' off in cleveland, and i couldn't sell
Y city. murder now to come up, move, bone'll be bringin' that city, with me, pin me. nigga, this the team, by the way, don't ***** with brains. put in my mind off onto my murder. murder y'all all
I flees the scene clean. and i'm out to fade 'em. hey, and i'm out for money, gauged 'em. better pray to save 'em, but it won't any good, now. bang, bang. caution to loss in me brain, get 'em u
The 'caine. bang! kill a nigga. bang! peel a trigger. bang! comin' up out to wet 'em, man. off with the blood, put 'em in the mud with a slug, thug gotta get paid. reachin' on back as we bail t
K up me shells. i slip in the buck, and the gauge spray. sawed-off on the block, *****ed, ready to pop ya, now. 'cause broke gets played, this dope get paid, and nigga, come drop it down.
Krayzie & wish
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
Layzie & bizzy
See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
Krayzie & wish
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Layzie & bizzy
Nigga mutha*****a po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo'
Frankie faison (from "coming to america")
Your rent's due, mutha*****a!

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