Lyrics:
to the sergeant
See
My glock make music
I Bone Thugs in Harmony
Bullets Kiss niggas, make them hug the concrete
Cheek to street, him and the concrete
Beyond arm
her a loan
Shit, only thing i leave you is alone
Indeed you could bone, lemme read you a poem
Mom no good for ya, it's da hood for ya
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smoked with some real OG's
Had a couple sessions on stage
With the Bone Thugs N' Harmony
And ever since I landed here
I've been in my battle gear
Shining
Hey, let me hear that first
Nineteen-ninety Afta
Cleveland up in this muthafucka
Afta Maff up in this muthafucka, bitch
Flesh-N-Bone
Son
on the tombstone
Meet me on the cross roads Bone Thugs and Harmony
Haters not harming me honeys they're humming this
Studied my pedigree no time to baby seat
Go
side
Had to do a walk-by
Walked up on then popped him up
Watched that fuckin'' clown die
Bitch, don't try to play me
Or you'll push up daisies
Baby
Yea What's happenin'? Bone Thugs~n~Harmony
Fat Joe Terror Squad Mo' Thugs
the Good Times nigga we on top of the world
[Chorus (2x):
in her flesh N bone now her body got them layiez bones & she said I was her top wish to bone the harmony of game flow hi hatters like I’m Mano purple
loved listening to in middle school
DMX and Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I only had ten minutes but I had it rocking G
I freestyled off the dome and mixed in
on
The streets through grey weather
Power to Aziz Ali and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Power to Norman Baker, David Kelly's
Ulnar artery
Power to the genocided population
I'm a thug and a pimp baby, I don't barge
You can tell by the way, that I keep my grins
Still on I-10, yelling out fuck friends
M double A-B gotta
of Carlos Davis Lord
I can't love shit
Thats the fullest extent thats giving
I'm above this deception I know they intentions
With sworrrds made by Smith N
There bumpin my jam, guess who I see
Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed?
We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony
to that n... because he dead and gone
It’s fuck the feds until they bring lil Edward home
It’s free that n... until I’m dead and gone
You better thug
Head she got a long tongue
Guns start singing like Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Bullets rang out he got hit up in his artery
I got a light skin bitch
She look
Thugs-n-Harmony, Three 6, ha
Collegrove
I would a put a hook right here (yeah)
But I'm finna snap on all y'all niggas
When you was on a Zoom call, I was
existence is a ripple through time
Only concerned with what is mine, divine
Never monkeyshine, walkin' down a very thin line
Holdi'n heat, runnin' crazy in
foreplay
Your favourite dish, harmony grits and fish saute
You love a thug boo, highly impressed by my tattoo
Slim cut, walk with a strut keepin' it
to sleep
We hot nicks like Meth and Redman
Make you Blackout back that ass up
Enter this and throw your back out
We Thug to the Bone that's why
I keep it all
The name is Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that
Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that there's kidnap, but
blow my horn she treated just like a sax
Like bon bon bon (saxophone sound)
Blowing on a Nigga like he a
Trombone
Like Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I bone bone
outside, but he too tender
You na wanna war wit we
Redrum boy, Bone Thugs, harmony
Ring the alarm my G
Niggas cheesier than every barn I've seen
Bring it
over. like we told you.
Fbi, flesh n bone incorporated. how many ya'll b*tches hate it? understand me
Motherfucker. when you see me wha
Gon' do when
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