think she look like a basketball season score chart Hotter than a damn blow torch, you see me sizzlin When your freak be missin, I got her twurkin n she
like a preist, five deep Windows tinted, clips extened, drum lettin' Bustin' lead 'n, real 'n, Hot Boy$ don't forget it Leave every porch wet 'n, brains all over the step 'n
strippin nigga, I ain't even trippin nigga Me I handle business; God's my only witness Watchin homicide, sayin "Who the fuck did this?" Me I run the street mayne, so I keep the heat
: [Intro: Krayzie] Y'all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY [Chorus: Krayzie & Flesh] They know I'm crazy by the flow N-gga never
. 'Bout the skills and the bills. Still collectin' for the thrill. So I'll with the real. I just tell the bear to chill! [Chorus] [Flesh-n-Bone:] My
by for my thang Stay true to the game, 'cause that's all I know I'm a street nigga Keep the heat nigga gettin street figures, All night long I gotsta
member the neva surrender Now ladies and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems Gentlemen let's get paid to party Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N
there Mommy's out the ghetto now I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, For everything it brangs to me, yeah I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N
to get lit up, Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n, This
up, my little man, I hand you the jammy [Sun God] You know the fam, what it is, it is what it is S.I.N.Y., where the animals live Ass bet, niggaz run
serious dash Didn't know where we were going. Didn't care Didn't ask Word Fell a sleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chillin' in N.Y.C. Called
's hard not to kill n*ggaz It's like a full time job not to kill n*ggaz, can't chill the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms N*ggaz wanna
auf ner Tafel aus Schiefer Dis is ne andre Liga Ek, dis is brutaler als Jeepers Creepers Sieh mal, jeder in diesem Team liefert den Heat ab Hi-Tech wie'n
room Menage-a-trois, Murph' is {?}, me and Law Cause we the baddest muh'fuckers that you seen thus far, so [Chorus 2X: Ali] Nigga chill (chill) calm
you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin'); What you tryin to do [Verse 1: Noreaga] Yo, yo, yo.. Yo N-O-R papi, say what? That nigga's the man With his manager Chris
of my whips, despite you bastards Spit it green-cold on it, like you won the masters Flow... faster, speed it up, heat it up why don't y'all just heat
being spit [Chorus] Talking cash on it, talking cash on it Don't we make you mad don't it, make you mad don't it [x3] [Playa Fly] Bill Chill and Muffin
or sober, reach underneath the seats You layin' dead where you be, blackin' out in a jeep Makin' your bi-zalls increase, I come to bring the heat Heamin
