bloody mo' murda from creep to the grave Im strapped with the Nina thats neva' gon' change you know what I mean I go out with a bang fresh out the hood doin everyday thang them
Everybody wanna sound like, sound like Sound like Bone, Bone, Bone Everybody wanna rap like, rap like Rap like Bone, Bone, Bone As we continue to pick
ill neva let go of my heat yea stand up man on his feet lil layzies bone and them 3...memba me [Chorus] [Verse: Wish Bone] What I got to do to for
, bitch, nigga don't test my hood A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga Diggin' a ditch, puttin' a bitch And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with Them
' laws, just doin' it the Bone Thug way. Yeah, nigga, you got to be crazy, fuckin' with Layzie, and all these Mo Thug killas. We them ex-dopedealers and
. Krayzie-No mo' mercy . . . Flesh-Whom die they lie. [Shot.] Flesh~N~Bone-Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues, saw them
in them homes!, make them stop it cause you know them thugs is gonna live on! [Chorus with Bizzy Bone] (X2) [Verse Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone] [
surveillance Tapin' conversations, tryna duck the years that he facin' Better yet gonna get me facin', 'cause we know he's the back Bone, if ya crush the bone
When we die, when we die When we die, when we die Will our bones be left in strange lands And our grave be dug by cold hands? When we die, when we die
We are the sharp shooters Flock of parachuters Necessary voodoo I have guided my bones Through some voltage And love them still And love them too Metallic
[Talkin: Lil Boosie] I been sit'n n this muthafucka hear with all them muthafuckas perpetrating ENT if u ain't us u niggas don't grind how we grind u
Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie them up Spread it wide, my wife, my life, push the camera deeper I can use, I abuse, my muse, I made them
you know we never gonna act shief, gone break them hoes off gone represent the South, Ima come through drinkin lean and I aint gonna cough, Ima let them
all got a bone to pick Niggas talkin about frozen wrists and how much dough they get Go to war with them like the Bosnians and Bolsheviks Put an umbrella
Beat 'em down to they knees Grab your necks and squeeze Til there's no life left, they lifeless Then micless, what a crisis I give them a good night
what you gave me You claimin' I'ma criminal when you the one that made me They got me trapped in this slavery Now I'm lost in this holocaust headin for my grave
rock out with my cock out Monster mash all across the grass Spendangle, on the top of tomb stones, wake up them pile of bones Foot float right out the grave
so I don't call her I'ma go see my ninja level flow Callin storm, shadow, letcha know, we slicin atcha dome Mr. Bones, Madrox, who you trippin on? My