Intro
Bone Thugs ~N~ Harmony
Album: Creepin On Ah Come Up
Track 1
Heaven in art which father our, our father which art in Heaven. (Reversed)
HAHAHAHA, I'm back!!!!! Straight off tha muthaphukkin streets of
Cleveland.
Five true thugs from tha double glock!
Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie, and that nigga flesh!
Ain't takin no shit in tha nine four!
Bout' to shut this bitch down!
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Kick that shit niggas!
East 99 is where me slangin me yayo, cleveland is tha city where we come
from so run run!!!! (4X)
Now let's walk through tha door backwards my thugs, and play with tha
Quija board!
(Wind)
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Mr. Quija
Bone Thugs ~N~ Harmony
Album: Creepin On Ah Come Up
Track 2
Ouija are you with me
Mo murder mo murder mo murder me now
Ouija are you with me
Mo murder mo murder mo murder me now
Ouija are you with me
Mo murder mo murder mo murder me now
Ouija are you with me
Mo murder mo murder mo murder me now
Dear mr ouija i want to know my future
Will i die of murder, of bloddy murdercome, come again
Dear mr ouija i want to know my future
Will i die of murder, of bloddy murdercome, come again
Dear mr ouija i want to know my future
Will i die of murder, of bloddy murdercome, come again
Murder murder mo murder
Mo murder murder mo murder
Mo murder murder mo murder
Etc.
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Thuggish Ruggish Bone
We're not against rap.
We're not against rappers.
But we are against those thugs, thugs.....
Chorus
It's the thuggish ruggish bone (repeat 3X)
You're feelin this strip for the rump, stead bump, hit a fo, get'a trunk,
got the dustaz feel just be duggin, straight buzzin, lovin yo peoples cuz
we so real, wit chill. Betta bring your weapon and steppin bring on that
ammunition, trippin on sip, not to mention never knew no competition. But
Igotta get mine so scream a mo' and let me hear ya holla, not about that
mighty dolla, roll wit the bone mo thugs of all 'er, changin remaining the
same, flaming my dank'n drankin brews. Thinkin about that hangin, cleppin
my back'n thuggin wit trues, foolz
Chorus
Get ready fo the Bone and the mo thugs, bustaz, you know me as a hustla.
Try to creep and get beat, maybe suceed, peep, gotta put dem under.
Straight jackin, gotta make that money man, it's still the same now,
bailin in my black trench vest, ya gotta be down there bang bang. Come and
get this teachin, your soldiers, hot thugstaz must stack, me to get me
roll, to me stuck crack, we blew all the way back
Chorus
Now follow me now roll stroll while peepin the land, well creep if you can
take another swing to the bank rolls lokin, 'stead'a chokin off that
potent smoke and run up on the poe poe, now gotta get'em up wit my
thugstaz boy turn to the double glock pull, to the curb, smoke
wit my hustlaz fo fo to the brain shot la P.O.D.'ed and tweeded gotta get
another case on my trunk oh, English really don't need it but in case my
trues wanna get drunk they pump Bone, so leave'em alone, you don't wanna
get shut down thug one in the 9 quat and you betta believe they'll be
wantin this thuggstyle, so what now see the Bone thug clique thug never
gon' drink some flameos sit back and just smoke to the same cut let the
face'll a creep and I came up
Chorus
Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop betta drop get a mug shot,
blow, the Bone they may, never go hold so, no creepin up out of the zip
lock, so Zen, set gin, and let'll Mo Heart when I'm done up, and flippin
and slippin, they clippin, that's takin me blood to victim, never to test
nuts, to the chest and but I'm the rest and, what I won't test puck, put a
hole up in'a me vest and gotta get through my soul, but it won't budge.
Mug, jug, me victim nobody me where to my mental the thugger me stuck and
they keepin up on'a the bug and they runnin my Pento to the tempo, buck
when you duck to the thuggish ruggish T, St. Clair peace, to the peal to
the g's and a buck to all 'o my enemies
Chorus
We got Layzie and Krayzie
Bizzy's in the house, Wish is in the house, and Flesh
and, Tasha
Cleveland, definitely, in the house
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NoSurrender
My nigga just ain't none of your business so can I get a witness? Can you
the buck buck fuck poe poe? Can I get this? Gonna get my shit an yayo fuck
up They buck their bangs niggas they talking bout them thangs thugs rain
my mind, swang wit a click tight clan come again now They drop down
When I'm off the block, fuck them cops Me and Krayzie, running through
your barnyard daily Gotta get em up to the glock lock So I can serve me
thugs and maintain To the brain, them thugs were made to slain thangs so
live the dope game and (in well ninja?) as long as my niggas remember no
contender get red up off the Claire nigga fucking no surrender
No one in the cut up to hit me a licked em find me a victim to stick up
drink up rollin an eyeball slippin thats why me trippin bloody victim
gettem when the time calls, dog. Say 211 bellin thuggin on these niggas
Wails an bows fuck wit da hoes here comes them popo's. Nigga that went to
peep me. Me gots to fleep and get my creep on Bone get gone hit the real
turn mash the gas and dash on Jump outta the hottie move me body hit them
cuts and trails running like were lunatics gotta make it back to (Hazel
Dell?) Escaping the loot and the chase buckin me gauge So nigga remember,
me killa Me no surrender
Puttin me on my knees tellin me move and I'm dead cause I'm killin all yo
bitches turning em blue suits red. And then I'm coming to the funeral to
shoot that bitch up because I know thats where your bitch is is (bottom
meed up?) Cop killas all up in that chest and I know when to wear that
vest man. 22 shot cop killa you don't want to fuck with Bone nigga. And it
really ain't shit to pull a trigga on a coppa cause if I go down some of
y'all goin down cause were goin down pop pop. So muthafuck them coppers
let me catch ya slippin nigga betta pop ya. Pop Pop, Pop Pop..... (X 22)
Ya betta believe its judgement day so nigga just throw your pumps in the
air now kill em kill em dump em like you just don't care and dig em dig em
creepin, me peepin gotta watch them popo's sleepin put em in deepin gotta
me keepin til a me we chain gotta get mine every time (?) 99 so nigga
get down foe the crime gotta beat mo coppers dine in the 9 a fuckin with
thugs running me stick wit my thugs trucking and cut me and me niggas work
gonna rip them guts and lay your head in blood. Betta check yo self next
time you test and try to smoke a nigga. Bitch, remember, me killa, me no
surrender, me no surrender Nigga me no surrender, me no surrender, don't
make me put one in ya, me no surrender, don't make me put one in ya, me no
surrender...
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Down Foe My Thang
[Chorus] Bang bang, gotta get done wit my thang, rop we be hangin man.
Creepin up out of the woods, gotta get a let on my hoods, smokin a chokin
gotta creep on ah come up, niggaz be tryin to run up, but a bust and a
drop till the death now gun em gun em pop my blunt em creepin the sun I'm
feelin slightly shaded, call me light weight crazy, #1 nigga Little Lazy,
nigga don't wanna fight, runnin wit ... thugsta soldiers droppin dem
thangs BONE had told ya, .. nigga don't have to show ya, faded the nigga
that stepped up that slipped in some shit, see the BONEs that stood up and
put a foot up that ass that a blast that click click. Praise a gauge, all
cap n ready to spray down to the pave, wit a them fools off of in the
grave well any otha lonely slayes. Oh maze must die glaze, its the same
when I take that foot to the pray toll, choke, hold in that smoke, until a
me strength, feelin no pain betta be crackin yo window cause my shit is
kept and I'm ready to lit them sawed of hangin, danglin of under the tree
ready to blow that chest through shit of wool vest full cause if I don't
front nigga check gonna get wrecked god bless on a set with his finger on
a take lucked out with a kack is in hot pix, respect them St. Clair,
thugs, toss me drugs, gotta make that money man, rap be the thang, gotta
faq remain so we house that rap yo.
[Chorus] But when there no hoes, and the good go gone, thats nuthun, for-
gettin the sweat phone, that click gettin on the stage, off of the brade
gettin my circlon so, leave him alone, dey come, dey here to be strong,
dem BONE, dem chrome blown, they slugs, up in a dem dome, so gone. You
betta go brum at hub shack, if you wanna test on da Flesh, I feelin that
pay check mo murda, your runnin up on the high with dat, crash the place,
now, never- the-less you takin the BONE see that snux nuff dog, you
droppin the body ... cover it up. And the vosse a preacha need teach em,
good an up wit me mine, runnin with thugs n hustlas, and murder dem every
time.
[Chorus] Rememba them ripsta sin is the creep up, rippin out dat set with
the streeps we dug, gotta thank them reada, from sippin me lead on, rippin
that Flesh when I sneak wit da meat clean. Roll when it in me snugsta,
neva that studio thugsta. Buck em buck em, mutha fuck em thug neva dem
bluffin fuck dem busta's, so back up both of me know, stack on back, me
slip, when a nigga thought this duff ya, right put em in da graveyard
biiietch, betta mind yo .. check wes, the ripsta pray, to niggaz out holla
boyz, that put em up in your brains nigga, my little nigga mo heart, my
bigga nigga seein dash fast gettem up on da block, get last, blast they
ass, pass came dem stance. Me gon get em up fo free, for homies and
family, tell em to see me that rella nigga, dat ripsta put a me rivers it
don't stop, drop peace, to them S.A.T's and double glock pop pop, guess
they snood, from the 12 gauge thug, you dont wanna fuck with, no buck
with, me's thinken dem hustas blood, nem feelin dem nineky nites me,
murda, I'll show no mercy turn your back, clack back, me gat diggin em in
the thirsty. You ready to duck bitch, or get fucked up, .... with a me
sawed off pump, bitch if I flippin, no lord my clippin, nigga your loss,
fuck, gonna make my money slippin with pumpin me trech in a clickin, no
nigaz ... miss em, follow with me clickin. Now leather face ....... rest
in a coffin cuz niggaz be runnin off talkin trash buck the car while
walking fast, bang bang, gotta get done with my thang, and I claim
and hang with tees, niggaz that make cheese, for the green leaves, gotta
get peace cause they swang these, come, nigga greet my hood, and, for
nuthin but thugs no slugs, ... no busta, rest up in my buck em and dump
em, bitch, nigga mutha fuckem, prison, no love I'm put em to rest and run,
so the po po don't catch em nigga, can't be arrested, one in me love and
be sendin niggas to heaven, dem failin, 187 11 trailin, betta from da
sellin, niggas that pick up the most blunt, they put in ya to the
curb, put one to the temple, punt, tell Mr. policeman, or so your hurt.
[Chorus, mixes later on.]
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Creepin On Ah Come Up
Bone Thugs ~N~ Harmony
Album: Creepin On Ah Come Up
Track 6
ght about now thugs in harmony is on ah comeup so to all you busters out
there
BEWARE!! (Chorus)?(*4) (Krayzie Bone)Wake up this morning with the thought
of
robbin a bank to get rish _____days so it aint no thang now click click
Bitch give me yo
Shit fresh out the pan and I blow_______ for cum I try to stay thug I flow
with skillz but
nigga tha bitch isn't hi just cocane by my bud with my steal grip the 44
mag with the sag
while I snag my leather rag can't reveal when I glide with the money bag
___to the _of
my flags I'll be livin on the darkside and I can't escape so save yo face
if it is the only
victum that survives is if I play with my guage this is a raid put your
face to the pavement
if you try to play brave you get slayed pull down them shades empty your
pockets
watches jewles and you'll be safe I snatched the clirck up by the neck
with the gun in the
mouth and said Beeitch you better move quick back to the sink if you want
to be killed
try some stupid shit and pushin that panic switch will get you nowhere but
hell trail to the
back put the money in the sack leave them all in the vote time to bail
well to get some out
the door hopein the smug and I brake fast get to my past sit back and
laugh lookdown as
I flip through my cash at last nigga make good and I gotta away smooth now
I'm streight
covered up my tracks don't leave that script shit and it's that night with
that left face fool
I gotta get mine and if you stall then I'll gun'em just workin druggin
paid above ya see a
nigga creepin on ah comeup!!! (Lazyzie Bone) Sin sittin in my room and a
nig* feelin
doubts steady thinkin about hot to get paied got a guage in my waste that
be spellin out
murda that'll get a nigga locked in the cage laid my head to the bed
started thinkin
harmony is the cost what can I do for me to hit a lick not a bull shit but
a real lick like
robbin a jewlery store so lick witch one ________________I'll be headin
downtown cause
tonights the night dressed in black with makeup on my face so a nigga
can't be ssen in the
spotlight stole two cars and I parked 1 north parked 1 east for the smooth
when the bail
who the fuck ya gonna tell if a nigga don't dwell in the same shit climb
to the roof and I
peepin out the sceen and theres no one I can spot so I get my ass down
with a round to
the window and I broke the bitch out with a rock now I jump my ass start
fillin out the
bag and a night ___ up on these dimes got a couple hairy bones some rings
and some
roast still thinkin about how them dimes would shine went to the cash
registerbroke the
bitch open grapped all the money they had and the nig* get in gone boy to
the bone gear
gotta let my niggaz check out my bag and I gotta away smooth cause I had
the shit
planned and no bullshit get broke thats what I gotta do if I wanna get
paid cause a nig*a
be creepin on ah comeup!!
Chorus(*4)
Down need ja makin spliffs to the little nigga ripstars on this lick and
bang
bang bigger nuts to click em migraine on another victum insane for the
murda thats nerveous 12 shot pump and I got a bigger gat to back me
pealin my smugg thug hoody black skuddly black cackets creepin in my
______+_ so repar in creepin threw the window let me cock this nigga must
of been meant to reject cause here comes me hostage up outta the dump
with a pump to the temple should a seen the tremble _________ drop bombs
on moms it's just that simple I took my concance and fired em don't give
me no hassel Beeeitch cause I've been smokin for weeks and I know you all
got some shit back black megon on the 1 mix witten don't kick it ladies
and
babies creep on the flor I'ts the jackmule fools give me the jewles the
dope
the weed the cheese and answer me why then you hoes is cryin cause bitch
you'll die in bloody glock your gonna be dead what one of them niggaz said
buckshot up into dem dreds and I love when I hitten up red I they call in
me
bluff I stuffed em with the clip cause he maid out with smooth 30 G's all
bodies must bleed I hear no witness oh wta me slug mo thug jump in a him
smoke roll a blunt up _______ hitten the bone now givin up love to me
thugs cause I'd a maid it cleanas buck and I flesh the sceen with a buck
buck cause a nigga be creepin on ah comeup!!
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Foe Tha Love of $
Bone Thugs ~N~ Harmony
Album: Creepin On Ah Come Up
Track 7
$$Verse 1-Flesh N Bone$$
Gotta Get on tha Grind
Pop Pop, wit a Clip of my Nine
Bitch you can slip you get chalk-ed
Fall to tha Night Time
Gotta Get mine
Aint takin' No shorts, No Losses
Hop On tha Phone
Callin' my nigga sittin' at home
polishing tha mack 10 chrome,
Gotta make a real hit so bring ya shit cause once again its on
To tha Dawn wit tha triple burn
My Wig to tha curve, Swurrpin' no why?
To pick up tha triple six thugg
Plottin' tha Murder for robbin' tha Dope House
SMOKE
Get ready to Bomb, There ready to sleep
Hooked up with More Grenades and a gauge
I dont play,
they turn in a grave they lay.
Feelin' we drive late,
We spotted tha place
and quickly drove up
Bulldozed to tha livin' room, hopped out of tha car and started to blow
up,
Blood all up in tha room,
We blew all dem bodies all ova tha room, they doomed
Hey, Gotta move fast, wide up Po Po's coming
Snatch up my yummie,
So nigga dont think its funny, Im comin' up quicker than 9-quat cause
Flesh be lovin' his money
$$Verse 2-Layzie Bone$$
Im Givin' luv up to tha hustlers all them
ST. Clair Thuggsters
Makin' that money stand on yo feet
And you betta belive I gotta have that cheese
foe them green leaves
Neva catch me sleep
Steady on tha grind
Get mine
Stand down for my crime as I hit up tha 99
Givin' up that Llugo, Makin' me say yo
For all these nickel and dimes
People stick up then look up at that 2-11
Gotta get mine whats bellin'
Me Kickin' up dust from tha shellin' fellin'
187
Thats how it is and I gots to have it in tha 9 quat
Mission a check a mill, it still be real
thuggin' on tha Glock Glock
Creepin' on ah Come Up
Won't sleep till Im done up
Gotta place me blunt up
Hun up, another POT'en scheme
Gotta Make some green 6 soldiers, hun up Nut Up
Gotta get that bent, even though tha Buddah run,
Me's done, Me feelin' lovely
But Im juss doing it foe tha love of tha money
$$Verse 3-Eazy-E$$
Standin' on tha corner Straight Slangin' Rocks
AWWWWWWWWWWWW SHIT
Here comes tha MuthaFuckin' Copps
So I dash, I ducks, And I's hide behind a tree
Making sure tha muthafucka'z don't see me
Now my phat sack of rocks, Hell ya I stuffed them
Police on my draws, I had to pause and yea
Its still muthafuck em
Now my game is tight, Tight as fuck is my game,
Eazy MuthaFuckin E,or Eric Wright its all tha same,
Now niggaz might trip him as I stack my gripp,
I got to have it bitch,
Foe tha Luv of this shit
MMMUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHAAAAAFFFFUUUUUCCCKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAA ASSSSSSS
$$Verse 4-Bizzy Bone$$
Be talkin' me thuggish ruggish ways,
Top of my crime, every time
Follow me down tha 99 and you will find all of me kind
Check out tha Cripps tha Nailz,
Drop Down
Runnin' out of my hood Reds
Straight when Im makin' my grip wit a me Click
While wit Ruthless, tha Thugg I be
Me
Put dem in mud, buck em in cold blood
Got nuttin' to loose bitch
You betta respect Crip
Just Betta check this slugg its going down
Gonna pump ya 3 rounds
Gotta win in that gang bang
Gotta make that money man its still tha same its runnin' things well
Now follow me down
I will take you up to a barrel of a gun
See what ya have done, it can be fun, Killin is done
$$Verse 5-Krayzie Bone$$
Gotta get on top me thang
On top of this Thugg game
So peeps be Creepin' and crawlin'
On a mission to back in tha days
When niggaz where dirty just wanted to get payed
But welcome to my side
Where Little Cripps are runnin' around on a mission foe money
You would give up good cash if that was your ass,
Cause me and my nigga was hungry
And if bitch was lostin'
You might just catch one in tha temple and
BONE ron' Doggin,
So niggaz just makes this shit simple and runnin'
To catch one nigga, me failin' wit bullets
Dem Temple de rippers
Remember Me Killa Now
But what if I dig ya,
6 feet in a ditch,
You wish bitch
you where slippin' ,
I'll get ya,
N Ripp ya, Then Buck ya down
Straight off robbin' and stealin'
Me killin' drug dealin'
Needin' a million
Nuttin' but dem thuggs be chillin'
For tha money these niggaz be sellin'
Off tha Cap, Tha thuggs off them brazen cellars, And when I stick you and
lick you
You know I got tha right for tha luv of $
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