Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: E. 1999 Eternal: Crept And We Came
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone
Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin’ for safety
We make it and chill
Bizzy Bone
Ready be off ’em in a coffin
and all will be sprayed
Follow the murderous gauge
Follow me murderous ways
Steadily pumpin’ must my killas peel you
Po-po was all I saw
Pop pop outta the window
We roll
Lil’ Ripsta realer off and better often swang
Tossed off in a coffin with bangs
Slang on the darkside man
Bang on the darkside man
Outta the thuggish ruggish city where uh we bail
When I went back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin’ shells
You’re bloody murder murdered
Comin’ to serve you
Runnin’ with gats and bats and balls
And a fifth of Rose is how we roll
Krayzie Bone
Krayzie’s on and I crept and I came up
Remember that killa
That nigga named Leathaface
Now if you a thug nigga
Pick up your pump and buck it
Put the bitch up in the gutter fuck it
Nigga we told you be fucked up
And startin’ this rap thang now
Never takin’ no shorts or losses man
No way no how
Poppin’ now
I steady be thinkin’ of a lot of hardtimes my daily thang
Nigga don’t hang with the phony busta niggas
Only roll with thugstas killas
Beat ’em in gutters
Me stick ’em
Me stuck ’em
We murdered ’em every time now
Bodies be dug off in dumpsters
Execution double nine style
Hey say give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin’ that llello bankroll
When the po-po roll
That’s when you lay low
When the po-po roll
That’s when you lay low
When the po-po roll
that’s when you lay low
Layzie Bone
Nigga you shoulda seen the Bone
They came and touched down
Came up with a plan
And we creepin’ up outta me hometown
Me hate to be leavin’ the glock-glock now
But I’m livin’ so low down
Bone gotta roll out
We livin’ like trues
Give it up to the bang
Always stay down for my thang
And I still remain the same
Never gonna change
Out my hood I claim
Nigga done jumped in the game
It’s straight up confusion
‘Cause niggas be shady
Niggas still gotta watch his back daily
Even more lately
But they can’t break Lil’ Layzie
So a nigga stay focused
I gotta get paid
The buddah it run me forever me blaze
Thuggin’ in my murderous ways
Praisin’ the gauge
Let the buckshots spray
We shoot to this day
No shorts or no losses was meant nigga not played
Bottom line nigga
And Cleveland in your face
And nigga we rollin’ with Ruthless in the nine for the pain
For the gain
For the love of money
Fuck the fame
We peep game
We crept and we came
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone
Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin’ for safety
We make it and chill
Wish Bone
Bone crept and we came in the gang bang
Told you get down for them thangs man
But Bone still kickin’ with the same trues
Thuggin’ on the Glock-glock
Ain’t shit changed
Buck ’em
Fuck ’em
Put ’em in the ground way down
Lay down busta
Nigga don’t be tryin’ no dumb shit
Bone’s still pumpin’ them daily slugs at you
Creepin’ up outta the hood
Roll to the West Coast with this rap shinit
Nigga made good
Thinkin’ on the nine-nine
Reachin’ for my nine
Reachin’ for your shit
Wish you would
Pumpin’ them slugs
Put ’em in a bodybag
Nigga down for your cash
Nigga that’s your life
Nigga it’s like that
When my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind
Bailin’ down the Clair
Gettin’ much love
Needin’ mo’ bud
Gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke
Me meanin’ that yum-yum dope
And it shit to swang some thangs
Puttin’ my gauge to your throat
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone
Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin’ for safety
We make it and chill
Flesh-N-Bone
A nigga stay down for my thang bang
Sendin’ them bullets up into the brains of the bustas
Hustlas so nigga never trust us
We the muthafuckin’ thugstas
Drug this twelve gauge pumpsta
Nigga no shorts or no losses
Nigga the fifth dog
Maintain swang
Gotta kick ’em off insane
So many hoes done took a loss
Nigga get tossed by the boss
And I’m off the hook when I put it down with Bone
Wanna fuck with a thug
You’re wrong
Run around
They lay when I spray that chrome
Bullets they fly
Niggas they die
I’m comin’ up when I ride
Got mine East 99
Off into that crime
When the thugstas find they time to grind
Droppin’ the dime
Packin’ the nine
And ready to bang
Pullin’ the triggers to blow out your brains
Bone got a game man
We crept and we came
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone
Bailin’ for safety
We make it and chill
Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin’ for safety
We make it and chill
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