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Bone Thugs N Harmony( Bone Thugs-n-Harmony )
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BNK - Eazy-E/Bone Thugs-N-Harmony/Flesh N Bone
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa
Black nigga killa, hate brought death around the block As a hollow point bust through the punk's back Raisin' Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate Nigga five deep as I 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 'Cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers
A 3006 with the scope I make a skinhead brain bust All across the West Coast Muthafuckas catchin' heat as I bring anger And release more danger from my chamber
The evil in my blood is possessed So I creep low from the back slow and push lead through that nigga's flesh Ain't no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla On the trigger, the black nigga killa
We be the mighty warrior, black nigga killa, what's up? You ready to die? You think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga, look in my eyes, bitch, we get live Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, nigga, Cleveland's thuggish ruggish
Niggas still down with the thug shit Buck, buck, bust, let 'em know we still run this bitch Just like an assassin say, nigga, we nice but can get nasty Get into war, what else can it be?
Nigga, you know what we came here for You know, when we shot through the door My niggas was serious, playin' no jokes Just 'cause I'm a rapper, you thought it's for show?
Okay nigga let's see if this a real fo'-fo' You thought we was studio, saw us on video Seen us in person so here we go What is your problem?
Here come the bullets, better dodge 'em I sneaks up behind, so I'm fuckin' with killas Nigga, don't make me kill ya Got a body bag for any you bitches thinkin' you realer
Since, we some killers for sure Hit 'em up, hit 'em hard, if you ready to roll Niggas out tryin' to fuck with us But I'm givin' you one warnin' that's a no-no
'Cause I got what you need if you are ready To die, to die, to die, nigga, bye bye Shots might be fired, yep everybody gon' run? Naw, shootin' at me? Better hit me or one day Fire! Here I come, come And you don't wanna see, we like that 'Cause everybody pack guns, but Bone go pap pap
Really just out for the money, y'all Really won't hurt none of y'all Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But playas went too far so I say 'Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters All, y'all, y'all, y'all haters'
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa
I'm servin' these bitches daily I'm a black nigga killa, that's what you can label me Unfadable, see? You don't really wanna fuck with us You can't touch us, you ain't able
Rest in peace flesh creep And sneak with a street sweeper Niggas don't ever know what hit 'em, I split 'em And snatch they soul like the Reaper
Have you ever seen a killer Dressed in a trench coat sold over a hundred pounds? Rollin', downin' a fifth of Rose when I stroll And who wanna fuck with me now?
Lay 'em all down when I creep Through your town and clown I bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger, clack back Stack, that black nigga killa
Nigga, you know what Bone be sayin' Rollin' with big guns, ain't no playin' Stayin' down for the murda mo', slayin' Aw, shit, just to let you know, man, that 187 for realer We black nigga killas and down to ride for E He'd a ride for me, and that's the way it's gon' be N.W.A, nigga B-O-N-E
All around the world most dangerous groups marchin' like troops Lace your boots, be ready to shoot 'Cause if you ain't then a bullet might hit you Picture yourself in a coffin so stiff and cold full of formaldehyde Better scatter, dodge 'fore this bullet lodged in your ass, simply for the cash
Been around the world, seen so many faces and so many places Aced this game, while they try to erase this daily basis Gimme my space, shit, show me some love, though Just pump your fist in the air and holler, 'Mo!' Could you do me that?
And I'll hit you back little nigga Just wanna know where my thugs at Some at the track on the back, oh, yes Some niggas on corner 'round sellin' that crack
Some of my thugs grave long gone Lot of my niggas' at home playin' Bone Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E T-Rock got shot Lord bless his city that's why shoot, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up always nigga, always that's why I shoot 'em up
Black nigga, killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga, killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga, killa, killa, killa, killa ...
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