Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: E. 1999 Eternal: No Shorts, No Losses
Chorus
Bone come break ’em down
Takin’ no shorts or losses man
Layzie Bone
I’m takin’ swig of the burb
Word downin’ 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 druggin’ ’em off in dumpsters
Suck these thuggish-ruggish nuts
Peep this cut make a nigga wanna do some dirt
Puttin’ in work and I hit him where it hurts
Puttin’ it down on first
And hit him with a Ouija curse from worse to worst
Duck if you willing to test Bone
The conse-sequences are fata
Ready be strapped pap
With-a me sawed-off clack back
‘Cause I be livin’ me label Ruthless
And I steady be puttin’ it down
Just for the love of money yeah
For the love of the wasteland Clair
For the love that brought me here
Droppin’ P’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 ’em lay down
Stay down
Harmony smooth with the thug shit
Mo murda to the fools that clone
Five niggas loc’d out with the roughness
And it’s war tryin’ to craft these Bones
Bring on your stretchers your dearly departed
You rest in a coffin’ for darin’ to cross this
Come and get that ass tossed by the boss, bitch
Ain’t takin’ no shorts or no losses
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Bone come break ’em down
Takin’ no shorts or losses man
Krayzie Bone
Nigga gon’ fuck with me now
Krayzie that nigga that pump pump
Nigga that’s my daily thang
Down with the bang bang
Swangin’ on thangs it really don’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 we’re comin’ to cut you
Everyday be same old
St. Clair to flip on the same ho
Niggas that be tryin’ to steady the thugs but nigga, back up
It’s a Bone thang, what
Never takin’ no shorts or no losses
Creepin’ up outta me click see
Mo murda mo murda
And Ouija will be with me
Creepin’ on a come up
Doin’ it for the love of money
Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to
Remember me no surrender
Kill ’em and lay ’em up deep in a coffin
Me no pretender
LeathaFace takin’ no shorts or no losses
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Bone come break ’em down
Takin’ no shorts or losses man
Wish Bone
Ain’t takin’ no shorts or no losses
Tossin’ niggas all up in them coffins
Let ’em know when they run up I gun ’em
Gotta let ’em know who the boss is see
Pop pop
Let ’em drop
Mo Thug them niggas is nothin’ but killas
We creepin’
We needin’ more money
We sick and we cold and we hungry
I’m lovin’ my thugstas
My click consists of nothin’ but hustlas
Then nigga you know that I hurt you
Serve and murder all bustas, now
Hard times gotta grind
Get mine
Even if it means pap
That’s your life
And a nigga gotta die by the sword
A gauge
My nine
And my knife
Cockin’ pump
My slugs all up in you now what
Shoot a bitch just like a nigga
Ain’t no thing for triggers you’ll fall
It’s Wish Bone
No shorts gotta get mine
Yeah it’s my time
Me and my thugs smoke and choke
And let a nigga P.O.D. off that wine
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Bone come break ’em down
Takin’ no shorts or losses man
Flesh-N-Bone
Run ’em up with that dog
Jumped out of the darkside
Come creep in a barrel bitch
If you test my hood it’d be your loss
Even if you bring your click
Get tossed it’d do you no good
Can’t fuck with my gang
No thang and them bullets they rang out
Strangle the man and drug ’em up off the Clair
We strip ’em and beat they brains out
I gotta give P’s to all of my trues steadily payin’ them dues
We niggas with nothin’ to lose
Trippin’ and sippin’ on brews and actin’ a fool
Mo Thug be lovin’ to smoke mo’ 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 you
So bitch if you run up
I’m bound to rip you
Me put ’em in work
Pullin’ me bullets
It hurt better run to chalk it
Diggin’ you deep in the dirt
Squirt blood
See the Bone’ll take no shorts or losses
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Bone come break ’em down
Takin’ no shorts or losses man
Bizzy Bone
Boneyard (?) nigga that’s startin’ some shit up what
Lil’ Ripsta, get jumped
Cleveland thugs, all of my muthafuckas show they nuts and guts
Runnin’ up out the cut pumpin’ bucks ready to fuck you up
Must bust them and steady be dumpin’
Thuggin’ on the Clair oh yeah
Let’s smoke out on 88th jumpin’ with playas
When a me forty-fo’ let go
Feelin’ Glock-glock roll
Now they (?) gunnin’ outta the window
We peep out the few comin’ outta the back door
Hang on the darkside ride
Pick up your TEC and they fly why
I die by all of my unremorse fullest times on the nine-nine, ride
Me killa
Gravedigger nigga
Comin’ up out my trench
Rest In Peace and runnin’ from the holice
Jumpin’ that barbed-wire fence
Hittin’ the pavement dazed
The gauge was blazin’
Gotta watch when the po-po raisin’ up upon me
Turn around and faced ’em
Pump pump and fade ’em now
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