Lyrics:
it really 'what?'
I really wanna fuck
And i need your body
I can't get enough
[Chorus] Krayzie Bone
(samples from The Isley Brothers)
If you ever
Check it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than Hulk Hogan
No jokin, I be's the, um, best at how I'm speakin
I riggity-rock a show and pack em in like Puerto
And today it don't seem like
I'm getting any further
Praying tomorrow we can somehow come
Out of the struggle and need no more hustle
No stumblin cause we all
remains when you play this some more
Because we are literally making a way in your core
Now the war is on like Krayzie Bone
I came home everybody wanna come
slugs
Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
Take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course
Bone bone bone bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment
Man it's cold as a motherfucker
I wish I had some more phonk or something, man
This is Shaquisha Shalonda, Bone Magazine
Here interviewing
Bone bone bone bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment
see
Impossible I Swear
Ma Boy
Chui grave pas Lazy je le fais à la Layzie Bone
Krazy, j'me la joue Krayzie Bone
Ma boy
Ce que je tell
C'est comme une
see
Impossible I Swear
Ma Boy
Chui grave pas Lazy je le fais à la Layzie Bone
Krazy, j'me la joue Krayzie Bone
Ma boy
Ce que je tell
C'est comme une
Well it's the #1 Assassin
Provin' a point to many people
Some claim to be assassins
But to Bone there is no equal
And Bone will stand alone
And buck down
father figures
And that's the way that Wish got shot by Krayzie, it's karma niggas
I put you in garage mode, mobster, the shots fly
These niggas don't
gettin' them ? gotta break, your face be on
That table, ready for more, y'all clone him, and what if I got my
Peeps to flip in and vote and go ahead
fuckin with me
Yeah, it's on
'Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone without a doubt
Wish Bone, and my bigger brother Stan Howse
So call your posse
You
your dome,
Left your ass chewed up, gaze blast, mid-section blew up,
Bet you all five homicide detectives threw up,
Suit up, in coca sacks then I smoke
got
Fuck y'all!
[Chorus - 2X]
[Krayzie Bone]
I ain't got nothin to say to a hater
as soon as he run up I give him a POW!
Put him in the pound with
Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless Records in this bitch.
My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone.
And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in
Bone, Bizzy Bone, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone
And I'm that n****, Krayzie Bone, in the muthaf***in' house
weed smoke it off
Cause nigga you know when the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah sack and come choke with y'all
[Layzie Bone]
Now you fuckin'
yo, ay yo whatever you, saw I seen it
Whatever I say, I mean it
Most of y'all bitch niggaz wasn't thugs until Bone screamed it
Recognize the wisdom
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
Got no love for the Law-But I shed blood for my dog
[Krayzie:]
I've been tryin ta gather my
Bone, Bizzy Bone, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone
And I'm that n****, Krayzie Bone, in the muthaf***in' house
frivilous
Thoughts, thug for the Bone, up puttin' this independent stardom.
Seven relentless evil intentions, nobody knows 'em, I'm even a henchman,
and I promise you no regrets
Just put you trust in me, and baby, I promise this shit is legit (Legit,
legit, legit)
[Chorus (2x): Felicia (Krayzie
.jpg/300px-Krayzie_Bone_-_Bone_Thugs-n-Harmony_(21365737206).jpg "Krayzie Bone")
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