(one, to the two, to the two, to the three) LDT, Layzie Bone (to the 7, 7, the 7, 7, the 7 we say) [Thin C (Layzie):] 1 for the (shine) 2 for the 3
you can get it And that's on every thing I love From the good one from the shoulders I'll bring it to any of you thugs nigga See the bone (bone) Let
kirrt house Is in the mother-kirrt house house, the Kid Bizzy Bone Playalitical, is in the mother-kirrt house house house house (Yeahhhhhhhhhh) [Chorus: Bizzy Bone
on the STREET I make a HEART skip a beat!! [2: Das EFX] "My style is fat, so I swung it, blunted" [2 x2 + 1 x1] [2 x2 + 1 x1] [Daddy-O] Ride along
so DROP THAT SHIT!! [Chorus 2x:] Come and be my private dancer! I got some money if that's the answer![3x] [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Sittin' here wonderin
, you'll hear me roar I'll treat any bitch like a whore 'Cause it's the way I like to fuck It's face down and ass up! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Brother Marquis
suckin' and fuckin' at the Fuck Shop! [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] Please come inside, make yourself at home I want to fuck, 'cause my dick's on bone You
until you've walked in my shoes, Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po nigga blues [Hook] [Verse 2 (Tupac
ain't got a bad bone In any ol 'eyes, it's gold So girl, don't act seditty Just give a brother some of that kitty! [Chorus, Bridge A] Like I said, the
: [Intro:] Itsty-Bitsy! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly! [Verse 1:] One for the money, two for the show Three
bad yellow bone Bab, bad, bad, bad red bone Bad, bad, bad, bad brown bone Bad, bad, bad to the bone! Verse 2 Where all of my brown bones that make up
] Shit, we done come up a long way We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day They
me and my thugs, Bone Thugs, ya know what I'm sayin? Ayy, why everytime we get mad? I mean when we get mad, Why we tear Bone shit? That don't make no
we want with no chumps, please believe it [Hook x2] [3LW fading] 3-L-Dub get they hustle on Gotta get the cheese in the lab A collabo with Bone Begging
on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone Wanna know did you O.G check come? (She put me down) Imma hop on the bus with Biz (Yo Brother let's get drunk) And
with no lettuce and sauce Now my collar bone is filled with stars and got stripes down the arm Got Class in the cut, pull the pin out the bomb, brother
I burn the stinkest of green Nah Mean Better listen up careful and keen Nah Mean A Puppa Nas a rock and come in Nah Mean [Verse 2 - Nas] We celebrate
em stay home? Unless they wanna see some grown niggas shakin they bone I know it's morally wrong, but see, I'm known For passin Doobies to my Brothers
