Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Album

Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now

Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my nigga sin at home
Polishin' that MACk-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
we wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, Buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So nigga don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
Cause Flesh be lovin' this money

I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up?
Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money

Chorus

Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, i had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game
Easy muthafuckin E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now niggas might trip on how I stash my grip
I gotta have it bitch
For the love of this shit
MUTHAFUCKA!!

Chorus

When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, bitch
Ya beter respect Rip, or ya best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thang wild, and follow me now
While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, I run, for the love of my money

Nigga down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
days
When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give u the cash, oh, that was your ass
Cause me and me nigga was hungary
And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make tha shit simple and run
To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killa now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause bitch you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Steayd rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
Nigga drug

Bizzy Bone:
Give it to em, bring your gun
Give it to em, bring your gun

Krayzie Bone:
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death, death
Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death death
You could be the first to feel the heat
To see how much we got, we got

I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
Still don't give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car
And fuck who you are
You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane
I'm talking loco, crazy as hell
It ain't just a name
It's the game
And we done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
Besides that, ain't nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm still a thug
Nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone Thugs niggas
Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it
And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murder murder"
Never forgot where we come from
Watch how you move your tongue
Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
And smash and crash
Protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on your ass like I was a heat seeker
Quickly the reaper peep you
Sweep you off your feet in Cleveland

Layzie Bone:
I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you
Introduce you to this heat
I sweep the street
When I draw down, let me hear you say "fuck the law now"
Rawest niggas in the town
Ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound, nigga that's the motto
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real
Show me your game
I'm sure gonna claim
What the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you haters ain't got no business
That's how we attack your shit
Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the middle of the Grammy
And the media might ban me
Nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real

Chorus

Bizzy Bone:
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money
Before it all gets spent up
And you wanna get rid of
A hood bitch with game
And every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin with the wood grain
Everybody still playin that hood game quiet
Especially when it's tired
My environment ain't nothin but niggas dieing
In them chemical fed injections in Jasper Texas
Split up these niggas off in different sections
Don't hate my message
Destiny led to mimic
Chastity for my daughter
Wad up a niggas sherm
And come listen to the sermon
Swervin in my Surburban, lick it up with the bottle
But everybody know I got some problems
Had dreams of the Apollo
The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run
A nigga not insane
Niggas still with me
Bone, somehow they turn up
Run up and get your sign
Run blindly, elevate through time
Nowhere to hide

Flesh - N - Bone:
Our dawgs finna haul off lead
Sawed - off head
Nigga you drippin soakin with bloodly body be beggin me
You know what you should've capped like 2 pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked up
Don't you niggas?
Runnin up blastin gas craters
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky?
Could it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane
For the untamed
Insane human only the Fifth Dawg
Fuck you thought mutherfuck fame
For the fact the shit is a phat game
Going remain number one in the Land
Flesh, strangle the gang
Bang bang!
Bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say
Now how many times will I have to slay today?
Will I raise my guage?
Oh God!
How will I teach yaa, but it's these tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you
Don't have it?
Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards
Blast it, we sons of assassins
Match it, collecting more cash
That's true, you're feeling that
Niggas said all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villian
Hit 'em
With a venomous blow!
I call on my mighty archang - el
Gonna surround my soul but go with the calico yo'
We the tightest you know Mo, the Mighty
Yes trues humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Seventh Sign
For the FBI you wanna come test my enterprise?
Bitch you better go think twice
And open up your mutherfucking eyes
These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay
Everyday stormin your way
You better lay low
So you might just duck when I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day
Since we having a ball all day
Motherfuckers player hate

Chorus

{Hook: Krayzie Bone}
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
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 don't wanna roll
Cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah

{Layzie Bone}
Right off the jump, ooh, now I gots to 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 whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb
Now, that you know like that
These niggas come around, they don't know how to act
In fact, I'm at the track in the back
With a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and 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 high,
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay
Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation
But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M - 11,
. 357 Automatic weapons from my shelf
These niggas wanna take my health and wealth
Check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win
You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen
Now we in a red 500 Benz - o, we roll, roll
Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock
Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real
Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners

{Krayzie Bone}
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all
They fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah
Niggas they get it then pissed off
And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers
They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh
We got something to put you back into your truck quick
Hey, that four - four magnum, gon' handle em'
Ain't no nigga badder, . 357 put that ass on the mat
Execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth
You plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me
My nigga, we know what ya thinkin'
Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me
I'm comin' up 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 can still find me, where (You know we no bullshit)
East 99, drug dealers and po - po, yeah that's St. Clair
Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland
You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'
If somebody got beef, we got millions done made
I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga
We comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me
(Any bodies) All those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room
If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n,
And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet
I get plots on the riot riot bang
That's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man
Sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more
You havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body
Smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high.

{Wish Bone}
Come on, come on, don't be shy
Let's get high

{Krayzie Bone}
We got that herb

{Wish Bone}
If you want some, want some
We got weed indeed, you need some, need some
Ah, yeah I know this just might sound crazy
But lately gotta roll with my gun
Cause the haters they hate me
Wanna hurt 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
Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time
And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you
So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown
Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey
Blowin' up your face with your pistols
And get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang
Nigga wanna roll with Bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool
Don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang
All up in that body, got him, got him
We won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time
I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine

{Bizzy Bone}
Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you loss
And make it look to floss
Let there be coffins for all of your offspring
Now let there be coffins for all of your offspring
For the police on the corner, creepin' up
Here come them soldiers pullin' up
Better watch one of them St. Clair niggas
Put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya
Really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit
You runnin' with a gang of bitches for you
Ready when I'm ready to do it you
It in my thang but a buck, buck is small change
It's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin'
And the Bizzy maintain, nigga this the North Coast 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 it's on, bitch, bang
You feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch
I done put it down with my click, and stood on my own,
And kill flesh and I rest on the nine
I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs
And em' all niggas been anxious lil' Bizzy, but it's all good
I still ball, and I know when ya roll
I'm snatchin' your souls with the Bone
We can show it, and since I'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer
My niggas, I figured I'd let 'em all know it
Playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think I'm scared
You, dead wrong, did you think when I break you down.

{Hook repeated to fade}

Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
[with Layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare...

Only time will tell who dies
These are the days of our lives
[Layzie: Only time will tell]
Come look deeply in my eyes
These are the days of our lives
See the murder mold our lives
[Layzie: See the murder mold]
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives]
These are the days of our lives

Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're bud smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Repeat 2

Layzie:
Eternally thugs.
Now I come, tellin' 'em soldier stories.
Been daily collectin' my lesson without an question
without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey this blessin'.
Shift in the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he's likin'
these rhymes.
We rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live.
We straight up soldiers [soldiers].Bet a nigga dun told ya [told ya].
We rob before we go broke, nigga, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Krayzie:
Y'all my dogs.
If ya call or ya fall,
depend on a nigga where ever
and I will be there. Lean on me,
but let us get rid of the enemy for a while (while)
but if you think you can hang . . .

Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're bud smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Layzie:
All up in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro.
Everytime we rhyme,
I'm high.
Look at me deeply in my eyes.
I rise to stay top of the game.
Nowhere did I have to run,
now way did I have to turn.
Sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn,
but the money that I earn,
won't burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that mack ten, nigga.
This one's for me and my friends.
We steadily rollin'. I told ya.
Keep bringin' home platinum and gold
ones.
Pap. Pap. Put it all in the ground, yeah Bone,
yeah, we used to get down
[get down]
with a clack back,
put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, I must be
Stroll,when I roll,
when he ain't gonna get no.
Sittin' alone in my window, little Eazy,
bless his soul, it's so cold,
[so cold]
Lil' Bizzy got stress for to peep the streets,
and none of these police holice know me,
still wanna pop that bitch
bitch. No .

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're bud smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain't no mystery,
the fist of weed and I better put in a me (?).
Lil' Ripsta (scripture sista, reach any I want my readers.
Say they in,)
and maybe devil be up and get one my of friends.
Twenty-twin, twin,
(and then I bust out the pen and the pad)
"So, who wanna bag?
Who wanna bag?
You wanna bag?
You gotta bag. Sold."
Send one of my dogs to liquor store for the blunts to roll.
Only my Lord can tell who dies.
So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain.
It's hard 'cause I'm a soldier at war.
'Cause everybody wanna try to pick
out the devil in me,
but the evil's embedded in me.
Weed keeps me at ease.
Take notes, oh no,
'cause here it comes.
That murder mo comin
' to carry you, oh, you, oh. (...?...)
when they pullin' they gauge out, nigga.
They put it up to your temple,
and we blow your brains out. Die.

Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mo, the lies.
These are the days of our lives.
Repeat 2

[Birds chirping.]
Layzie:Break Break Down.
Steady breakin' me on down. Break Break Down
Steady breakin' me on down. Break Break Down

Wish:
Steady breakin' me on down. Break Break Down

Mariah:
Oooh.

Wish:
Steady breakin' me on down.
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin' me on down.

Mariah:
You called yesterday
to basically say
that you care for me boy,
but that you're just not in love.
Immediately, I pretended to be feeling similarly,
and led you to believe I was O.K.
to just walk away from the one thing that's
unyeilding and sacred to me.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I'm trying to be
nonchalant
about it, and I'm going to extremes
to prove I'm fine without you,
but in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile.
Gradually, I'm dying inside.
Friends ask me how I feel,
and I lie convincingly,
'cause I don't want to reveal
the fact that I'm suffering,
so I wear my disguise
'till I go home at night,
and turn down all the lights,
and then I break down and cry.

Mariah:
So what do you do
when somebody you're so devoted to
suddenly just stops loving you?
And it seems they haven't got a clue
of the pain that rejection is putting you through.
Do you cling to your pride
and say "I will survive?"
[Krayzie: Gotta get
control and roll, roll, roll on.]
Do you lash out and say,
"How dare you leave this way?"
Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away?

Mariah:
Well, I guess I'm trying to be
nonchalant
[Wish: Break, breakdown. Steady breakin' me on down]
about it, and I'm going to extremes
to prove I'm fine without you,
but in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile.
Gradually, I'm dying inside.
Friends ask me how I feel,
and I lie convincingly,
'cause I don't want to reveal
the fact that I'm suffering,
so I wear my disguise
'till I go home at night,
and turn down all the lights,
and then I break down and cry.

Wish:
Gonna break ya down, down, down,
only if ya let it [Don't let it.].
Everyday crazy situations rockin'
my mind tryin' to break me down,
but I won't let it. Forget it.
If ya feel the same way that I do,
then let me help y'all, all singin' tunes,
sayin' "It's all right, it's all right, it's all right, yeah.
"Hopin' for the sun,
but it looks like rain, B-O-N-E,
but it's still the same. Came far, but it's been a long road.
Trouble's gonna come
but we gotta stay strong. Hold on.

Krayzie:
Aw, yeah, I often feel the pressures,
y'all, but nevertheless Krayzie won't fall.
It's over. It's endin' here [here]. I said it's over.
It's endin' here [here],
so I'll be on my way,
and maybe we can meet up in the future one day,
but for now I'm bailin', bailin'.
Bailin', baby, gotta get up, can't take no more.
I'm headed for the door,
come and take a look into a thug humble eye.
Tell me: if we lived a lie, would our souls unite?

Layzie:
Every new day is a test for me,
so I just pray the Lord for Him to bless me, please.
There's struggles I'm goin' through lately,
breaks me down, set me free.
Let me be. Let me be.
Who else do I have to rely on?
Whose shoulder can a thug go cry on?
Can I get my vibe on?
While you look into my eyes, you won't underestimate,
and this soldier story, I'm'a tell you right now
I'm fed up. Wrong if I let my lead bust?
Hard to keep your head up.
Don't let this world get the best of you, I'm a stress you
through it, if it's over, over, over.
Don't breakdown yet, it's over.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I'm trying to be
nonchalant about it,
and I'm going to extremes
to prove I'm fine without you,
but in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile.
Gradually, I'm dying inside.
Friends ask me how I feel,
and I lie convincingly,
'cause I don't want to reveal
the fact that I'm suffering,
so I wear my disguise
'till I go home at night,
and turn down all the lights,
and then I break down and cry.

Armed and Dangerous aint to many can bang with us
straight up weed no angel dust. lable us Notorious
thugged ass niggas that love to bust its strange to us ya'll niggas be
scrambelin', gambelin, up in resteraunts with mandalins and violins
we juss sittin here tryin to win tryin not to sin, high off weed and lots
of gyn so much smoke need oxegyn steadly countin them bengamins
nigga u would too if u knew
wat this game would do to you, been in this shit since 92', look
at all the bullshit i been thru, so called beef with you know who
fucked a few females stars or two,

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
[with Layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare...

Only time will tell who dies
These are the days of our lives
[Layzie: Only time will tell]
Come look deeply in my eyes
These are the days of our lives
See the murder mold our lives
[Layzie: See the murder mold]
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives]
These are the days of our lives

Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Repeat 2

Layzie:
Eternal your thugs
Here I come, tellin' 'em soldier stories.
Been daily collectin' my lesson without an aggression,
without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey this blessin'.
Shiftin' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he's likin'
these rhymes.
We rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live.
We straight up soldiers [soldiers].Better hear what i told ya [told ya].
We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Krayzie:
Y'all my dogs.
If ya call or ya fall,
depend on a nigga whenever,
and I will be there. Lean on me,
but let us get rid of the enemies,
makin me sayin' oh why, why,
but if you think you can hang 'em. . .

Now come into my world,
then we can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Layzie:
Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro.
Everytime we rhyme,
I'm high.
Look at me deeply in my eyes.
I rise to the top of the game.
Nowhere did I have to run,
now way did I have to turn.
Shern, but a lot of niggas won't learn,
but the money that I earn,
won't burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that mack ten, nigga.
This one's for me and my friends.
We steadily rollin'. I told ya.
Keep bringin' home platinum and gold
ones.
Pap. Pap. Put it all in the ground, yeah Bone,
yeah, we used to get down
[get down]
with a clack back,
put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, it must be the ghost
who stroll,when I roll,
when he ain't gonna get me.
Though i'm sittin' alone in my window, little Eazy,
bless his soul, it's so cold,
[so cold]
Lil' Bizzy got stress for to peeps in the streets,
and none of these police holice knows me,
still wanna him cuffed up,
bitch. No peace, no peace

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain't no mystery, little Bizzy
gonna put me in the city
Study Lil' Ripsta scripture sista
Recieve im off hey weeders in the end {end}
and maybe devil be up and get one for me and my friends.
Twenty-twin, twin,
(were startin the bid, start the bid at a fin)
"So, who wanna bag?
Who wanna bag?
You wanna bag?
You gotta bag. Sold."
Send him outta the door to liquor store for the blunts to roll.
Only my Lord can tell who dies.
So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain.
It's hard 'cause I'm a soldier at war.
'Cause everybody wanna try to pick
out the devil in me,
but the evil's embedded in me.
Weed keeps me at ease.
Take notes, oh no,
'cause here it comes.
That murder mo comin
' to carry you, oh, you, oh. (...?...)
when they pullin' they gauge out, murder.
They put it up to your temple,
and we blow your brains out. Die.

Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mo, the lies.
These are the days of our lives.
Repeat 2

"Bone Bone Bone"

[Krayzie]
Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

[Hook]

Bizzy:
. . . when the thugs cry
This is what it sounds like [this is what it sounds like, this is what
it sounds like . . .] . . .
. . . when the thugs cry [when the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].

Bizzy:
Nigga, we represent the planet. Get schizophrenic and panic. Maybe
the past would understand if they get off they ass and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my boys. Watch
for them plots and deploys, envoys, scopin
like a dope fiend, when I'm smoked in the alleys with these ghetto
guns and erased my funds Watts niggas in Cali take
bullets to the brains, still rowdy. Jesus really never died--you
crucified mutual suicide. Who am I? Loco with vocals, goin'
coast to coast. Heaven'll move me, right, for sure. Deception whether
my brethren, but sunny days when I parlay. Get killed
when I get to steppin'. Remember the weapon (come) and the doctor said
I need time to myself where ocean those frivilous
thoughts, thug for the Bone, up puttin' this independent stardom. Seven
relentless evil intentions, nobody knows 'em, Im even a henchman, warrior,
poet, never to mention i love my lady rebel?
And we can get the stroke on. And we can get
the stroke on. And we can get the stroke on. And we can get this
stroke on, when the thugs cry.

This is what it sounds like (this is what it sounds like,)
. . when the thugs cry
[when the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
[Are you ready, ready?]

Bizzy:
We keepin' the lights on at Ruthless and I ain't fuckin' the boss,
lookin' at me sexy. Take your clothes off, and my dick'll go
soft. Never mix business with your sickness. Enemy see me flippin'
in the picnic with your little divide and conquer, but my
sister was ready to bomb her. Get off the diznick and up off my
voice. Me and my boys, give us a choice. How could you
ever tell Sony that I was the only one was makin' noise? Ain't it a
breech of trust? Look in the gutter. Ha! Never judge your
book by the cover. Word to the muthafucka! Huh, I didn't studder.
But what if I lost and I came in the office, and nobody
noticed with explosives on top of Versace clothes. Give up the
ghost. Krayzie's Picasso. Little Layzie's like Caesar.
Stack's like little Pesci in Casino, and Wish don't give a fuck, ho. I'm
Gambino. And the walking dead woke up on the wrong
side of the bed. Bible of survival, triple six rivals [triple six
rivals, rivals]--none of you said, but I roll with killas, niggas
that'll bust a nigga. We don't feel strapped in the bed, kickin' up the
camp on the realest, the realest, the realest.

This is what it sounds like
(this is what it sounds like).
[Yeah, yeah, yeah . . . ]
. . . when the thugs cry
[when the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
[Are you ready, ready, ready?] Oh no!

Bizzy:
Here to make your body shake, when it's too late, soon as you flipped
off the safety. Baby, this be all day, don't tell me you
crazy. Would they tell me? Hell, naw. But the reason there's
weepin', we off with a demon, so cheap. And at least she
peekin', so peep deep down in your pockets. Don't sleep, rulin' with
my crucifix, Lucifer usually uses it to rule all these
wicked tricks in the school of these ghetto games. And the fool, this
bitch is missin'. Shame, shame, shame. Enemies attackin'
me. Actually I'm in the grave, ask Mr. Majesty. These
casualties--well, they passin' me by, but I hear death callin', when
it's so cold in a room, who's stallin'? Better come after me, and we say,
"Fuck ya'll." Haul into battle [we battle, battle].

If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air.
Yeah, yeah, but we like this thug shit, that's why we kick in the hood
where thugstas play.
Wish/Tre:

Get 'cha thug on.
[Get ya . . .]

Let's go. Now we down to ride, everybody, swear to God that I'm down
for mine, but I feel the Lord done bless me. We marchin' soldiers
[soldiers]. Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors [warriors]. What
you thought, nigga? And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang,
bloody redrum, and I make a little change. Gotta watch for the cops,
(...?...), damn. (?) when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose, no longer
can I just buck buck at you, 'cause law got bitches bulletproof. Got shit
to prove, got shit to move, make a move, playa hater, and we watchin'
you, but don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit, that's how
y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit, better quit that shit, or we come and
come, shit gon' be hummin', hum, and I know you don't want that, feel
my warning.

Wish/Tre:

Get 'cha thug on.
[Get ya . . .]

It's so amazing [amazing]. I can thug forever and ever. You can't really
blame me, baby. It's just the thugsta in me [in me]. Now, that's not all
we do, 'cause thugstas still, true, we like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you? Now, we got to
make these millions. We got to look out for these Bone thug children.
Rest in peace, Babi Boi. Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this
money, man [money, man], but Jesus gave life on the cross so we could
maintain [maintain]. Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright,
just keep your style, and pray at night.

Wish/Tre:

Get 'cha thug on.
[Get ya . . .]

Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah, yeah. Can ya hear me now?
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare [prepare]. If it
comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray any day. If it comes my way, I'm a
prepare to spray, let 'em lay. Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got
guns, but ain't nobody runnin', Bone, 'cause Bone niggas don't run. We
marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed, but don't nobody fuck with Bone.
Please, and you can get ya thug on, thug on. Said you can get ya thug on,
thug on. And you can get ya thug on, thug on. Said you can get ya thug
on.

Wish/Tre:

Get 'cha thug on.
[Get ya . . .]

Tre:

If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay.
Wish:
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay.

Tre:

Thugstas rule the world. Thugs. Thugstas rule the world. Thugs.
Thugstas rule the world. Thugs. Thugstas rule the world. Thugstas . . .

Wish/Tre:

Get 'cha thug on.
[Get ya . . .]

[Intro: Krayzie]
That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthaf**ka
Nigga, duce double 0 duce
Lay, B, Wish Flesh
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)
I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn
streets (swattin nigga)
And gave these niggas some of that original (original cleveland
heat) heat
Thuggish ruggish bone see
Gun stack off

[Verse 1: Layzie]
See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose
Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too
Ya damn right I shoot
If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed
to do
And If I roll wit you
Ima be that little nigga off the hook man
Talk about look man
If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets
And I hit these streets
I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef
But If he f**kin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz
I'm just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz
Platinum eva since E put us down
You know the talk of the town them long bud
Now you f**kin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs
Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs
But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was
So lemme close the door
Don't be comin to this muthaf**ka knockin
Lookin for some action
I'ma tell you right now what's happenin
Nigga it's our time and hell yeah we blastin

[Hook: Krayzie]
If yall muthaf**kas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck

If yall muthaf**kas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen but I'ma let you hear it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck

[Verse 2: Krayzie]
Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas
I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile
Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga
With penetration equivalent to muthaf**kin pistols
I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick
I'm rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this
You see I shoot fo the temple
I'ma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome
Back up in this muthaf**ka wait a minute nigga we neva left
Ain't even got started yet (yeah)
We kickin in the muthaf**kin door
Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready
I got a nation of niggas ready to f**k up the enemy
If i give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors
All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
Get it crackin in this muthaf**ka right when we the illest
Same muthaf**kas got the f**k up outta Cleveland
Nigga we came up but we still creepin
And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong
Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone
When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bizzy]
It's the original bang bang and I don't give a f**k about none
of these muthaf**kas
Still get down foe my damn thang
Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us
blastinate
People lookin at me like he's too nasty to date
Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a
muthaf**ka passin away
Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah [buck buck
buck buck buck buck buck buck]
In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little
piece of this American dream
I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em
I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart
sound] (Ewwww)
It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits
Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad
(What the f**k you think you doing..........)
I give a f**k who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin
with
He ain't a killa he just somebody to vibe with
Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with
So silly!! [So silly silly silly silly ]
Pumped up Big Willy I don't really think he really
I don't really think he really, I don't think he know!
Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul
I been on so!!!!!

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthaf**kas that be ready to roll
You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to
come home
Sneak in the door and we go go
I ain't gotta hear what you tryna prove
Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move
And I can't why I'm thug mighty
Gang of thugs that thug just like me
I don't give a f**k if its north or south
If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth
That's just how it is put it on my kids
Bodies zipped up f**k that f**kin wit Wish
We out to ge these millions
While these niggas steady chillin
If it ain't about the money don't comment
Cuz I don't undastand it like you from anotha planet
Cuz its all about money god dammit
So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta
I'ma get mine in the streets duck strappin
Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta
Really don't matter

[Hook]
What's crackelackin dog
That's gonna be so tight, (cuz the Bone Thugs)
I know
(Ya say Bone Thugs) (u hear me?)
I hear you I hear too (Just lovin it..love..... straight up Bone
Thug Muzik)
Yeah me too dog me too

[Hook til fade]
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)