Bone come break and'em down.
Takinand' no shorts or losses, man.
Layzie:
Iand'm takinand' swig of the burb, word, downinand' my fifth and i swerve, drunk as i sit on curb. get up to purchase some herbs to ease
Up my nerves, while a nigga got rocks to serve. heard about thugs and hustlas, but i never knew none like us. before we
Drugginand' and'em off in dumpsters, suck these thuggish-ruggish nuts. peep this cut, make a nigga wanna do some dirt, puttinand' in
Work, and i hit him where it hurts, puttinand' it down on first, and hit him with a ouija curse, from worse to worst. duck if you
Willing to test bone, the consa-equences are fatal. ready be strapped, pap, with-a me sawed-off, clack back, and'cause i be livinand'
Me label: ruthless. and i steady be puttinand' it down just for the love of money, yeah, for the love of the wasteland--clair, for
The love that brought me here. droppinand' pand's to the double-glock. ready when the trouble knocks. pop, pop, your pistol,
Now. if a nigga wanna run up, gun up, put him on the ground. make and'em lay down, stay down. harmony smooth with the thug
Shit. mo murda to the fools that clone. five niggas locand'd out with the roughness, and itand's war tryinand' to craft these bones. bring
On your stretchers your dearly departed. you rest in a coffinand' for darinand' to cross this. come and get that ass tossed by the
Boss, bitch. ainand't takinand' no shorts or no losses.
Bone come break and'em down.
Takinand' no shorts or losses, man.
Krayzie:
Nigga, gonand' fuck with me, now? krayzie that nigga that pump, pump. nigga, thatand's my daily thang. down with the bang, bang.
Swanginand' on thangs it really donand't matter, man. insane to the brain, my nigga, so how could you ever compete with the trigger?
Bitch, if you decide you want some of this, now, bite one bid, and nigga, weand're cominand' to cut ya. everyday be same old: st.
Clair to flip on the same ho-niggas that be tryinand' to steady the thugs, but nigga, back up. itand's a bone thang, what? never takinand'
No shorts or no losses, creepinand' up outta me click, see. mo murda, mo murda, and ouija will be with me. creepinand' on a come
Up, doinand' it for the love of money. stalkinand' (gat fools), walkinand' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to. remember: me no
Surrender, kill and'em and lay and'em up deep in a coffin. me no pretender, leather face takinand' no shorts or no losses.
Bone come break and'em down.
Takinand' no shorts or losses, man.
Wish:
Ainand't takinand' no shorts or no losses, tossinand' niggas all up in them coffins. let and'em know when they run up, i gun and'em, gotta let and'em
Know who the boss is, see. pop, pop, let and'em drop. mo thug, them niggas is nothinand' but killas. we creepinand', we needinand' more
Money. we sick, and we cold, and we hungry. iand'm lovinand' my thugstas. my click consists of nothinand' but hustlas. then, nigga,
You know that i hurt ya, serve and murder all bustas, now. hard times, gotta grind, get mine, even if it means, pap, thatand's your
Life. and a nigga gotta die by the sword, a gauge, my nine, and my knife. cockinand' pump, my slugs all up in ya, now what?
Shoot a bitch just like a nigga, ainand't no thing for triggers--youand'll fall. itand's wish bone. no shorts, gotta get mine. yeah, itand's my
Time. me and my thugs smoke and choke, and let a nigga p.o.d. off that wine.
Bone come break and'em down.
Takinand' no shorts or losses, man.
Flesh:
Run and'em up with that dog, jumped out of the darkside. come creep in a barrel, bitch, if you test my hood, itand'd be your loss.
Even if you bring your click, get tossed, itand'd do you no good. canand't fuck with my gang, no thang, and them bullets they rang
Out. strangle the man, and drug and'em up off the clair, we strip and'em, and beat they brains out. i gotta give pand's to all of my trues
Steadily payinand' them dues. we niggas with nothinand' to lose, trippinand' and sippinand' on brews and actinand' a fool. mo thug be lovinand' to
Smoke moand' bud, fiend for the green leaves. nigga, quick pull out them trees. i pull out my cheese. now, gimme, now, what
Me need. remember: me killa, cap peela, still a realer nigga, and in on to dig ya, so bitch if you run up, iand'm bound to rip ya.
Me put and'em in work, pullinand' me bullets, it hurt, better run to chalk it, digginand' ya deep in the dirt, squirt blood, see the boneand'll take
No shorts or losses.
Bone come break and'em down.
Takinand' no shorts or losses, man.
Bizzy:
Boneyard (?) nigga thatand's startinand' some shit up, what? little ripsta, get (jumped. cleveland) thugs, all of my muthafuckas show
They nuts and guts, runninand' up out the cut, pumpinand' bucks, ready to fuck you up. must bust them, and steady be dumpinand',
Thugginand' on the clair, oh yeah, letand's smoke out on 88th, jumpinand' with playas. when a me forty-foand' let go, feelinand' glock-glock roll,
Now they (?), gunninand' outta the window, we peep out the few cominand' outta the back door. hang on the darkside, ride, pick up
Your tec, and they fly, why? i die by all of my unremorsefullest times on the nine-nine, ride. me killa, gravedigger nigga,
Cominand' up out my trench. rest in peace, and runninand' from the holice, jumpinand' that barbed-wire fence, hittinand' the pavement
Dazed, the gauge was blazinand'. gotta watch when the po-po raisinand' up upon me. turn around and faced and'em. pump, pump and
Fade and'em, now [fade and'em, now; fadeand'em, now].
