Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Collection Volume One: BNK (Featuring Eazy-E)
Killa, killa, killa, killa
Eazy-E
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 30.06 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
Krayzie Bone
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 you
Got a bodybag for any you bitches thinkin’ you real thugs
Wish Bone
Since we some killas 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 yea
Everybody gon’ run nah
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
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
Killa, killa, killa, killa
Flesh-N-Bone
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 streetsweeper
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
Layzie Bone
‘Cause dyin’ be easy.
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 one-eighty-seven 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
Lil’ 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
Thats why I 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
Killa, killa, killa, killa
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