Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWI: Handle The Vibe
Krayzie Bone
This track is tight
You should be clappin’ your hands
Clap clappin’ your hands
Your hands
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
As we ride
By end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
Pedal to the metal
We see blue light
Bizzy Bone
They wanted to get Rip
Equip my sawed-off
Polish it all done
‘Til it replenished
Soon as I’m finished my pistol be jealous
Especially .357
Me punish you
Buck and me bang you
What’s your magnum for
You crept and you came
Ain’t shit changed
M-11s grenades
And them AK-47s bang
Niggas was sayin’ you came and you went.
Now bet on the real
It’s all the way to the bank
And you think fin to get that gangster
Gettin’ a demon
You can conjure up and see
If we get angels pinnin’ my ankles
Bloody murda
Fuck with Jesus
He done creepin’ deep
Puttin’ those to sleep
‘Til I raise up on my enemy
Let’s get pumped for the peeps in Egypt
And four hundred years of oppression
Spread the message
I finished
Diminished you so-called critics and fuck them Billboards
And the Billboard status me kick it
You fuckedup for awhile (…?…)
But that was a trial
Man and I don’t know how
Style through with them crowds
And now I got to kick it
Get on the ground
Wantin’ my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds
Ccame from my town
And only a bitch would bite
That we can’t allow
Then they won’t claim my style
Ready to beat you down
Hittin’ them tombstones
Sellin’ volumes
Get in them costumes now
I’m rollin’ with Makaveli
Pinnin’ my pistols steady ready
And buck them flames
Aim for the pressure point
A point where I break your head in
Krayzie Bone
I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me
I roll in your city and people be pinnin’ me yo
But some nigga just told me
He put in your record
And you disrespectin’ off the T-O-P
Should’ve put ’em in a coffin now
Go seek ’em and found
Pow pow
Put ’em in a river now nigga who wild wild
What an incredible style
That’s what you was thinkin’ when you tried to get it down
We see that you fucked with a daily crowd
So nigga just turn your ass out
Whenever you’re ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club
Ready to slang slugs
Nigga done got too drunk
And forgot that we claim Mo
Nigga this shit is ridiculous
Just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to Hell it was nigga you down with us
Nigga, you scared when a St. Clair nigga bust
Aw fuck
Left his guts in my trunk
Nigga tried a two-eleven
Fucked around got one-eight-seven
Niggas with heatz
Who could it be
Nobody but them T-H-U-G’s with artillery
We come in peace
Nigga please freeze
Put ’em on they knees
Nigga don’t even breathe
And these are the warriors
Killas destroyin’ you
You gonna die
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
As we ride
By the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
Pedal to the metal
We see blue light
Layzie Bone
Playa hation season is ceasin’ agree
Nigga let this be the reason
Niggas from Cleveland finna get even Steven
Stoppin’ you bitches from breathin’
Time is up
You know you can’t catch that thug whose raps
Finna put down payments
Criminal mind state of a lyricist
Wanna test nuts
Nigga, hear this
My niggas are down with murda mo’
Real thuggas and killas that claim
I’m ready to win it
My nigga now bet it be ripped to the finish
Everyday be the same
But artillery shop be stackin’
Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day want action
Playa hation steady we spray
Hit ’em with the buck buck bang
My nigga the shit don’t stop
The government all on my dick
Wanna see Lil’ Lay Bone drop
You see the policemen they give me no break
Finna rest in peace when they’re tryin’ to send me upstate
No thanks
I got mo’ money up outta the bank
These niggas are stackin’ our rocks
Refuse the peace
And nevertheless
You can roll with the Bone
So come on
So come on
Wish Bone
When all goes down
When all goes down
You can count on me
‘Cause I got Mo Thugs
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
And that’s my cavalry
If you ride with Bone
You ain’t alone
Nigga trust us
Follow me down to wicked streets I grew up on
Wanna sound like us
And none of you do
We come for you
Kiss mommy bye bye
You gon’ die
And I got heat for every heat you bring.
You shoot
We shoot
Better watch out
Watch out for them thugsta nigga
Niggas sneakin’ up on you
I told you it’s comin’
Armageddon
New world order
If we get our shit together
Bitches ain’t nothin’
We none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know
To know we gettin’ our shit together
Better get your shit together
‘Cause when you go
You go
You go
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
As we ride
By the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
Pedal to the metal
We see blue light
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