Da Introduction 


Welcome to tha darkside (backwards)-[It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!]
St.Clair Nigga [It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!] Eternal Eternal Eternal!
[It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!]

(backwards) [Gotta Give It on up to tha glock glock pop pop better drop
get a buckshot cause tha bone they may never go hold so n creepin on out
of tha ziplock so zen set gin n little pole heart when I'm not up and
fillippin and slippin, they clipin n takin a blood ta victim neva to tha
test nut! It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!]

Buck buck buckbuck buck. Hahahahahaha! Right back at yo mutha fuckin ass,
comes those real true thugs straight off tha double glock! puttin it down
foe tha muthafuckin land. Takin no shorts no losses. Puttin it on you
jealous, Bitch made playa hatin ass niggaz. You betta pin em whats real
bitch! takin no more shit in tha nine-5! I bring to you, tha one and only,
Bone Thugs -n- Harmony! Nigga dis St. Clair St. Clair, St.Clair!

(chorus) Execution Double Nine Style, Steadily fillin dem Bodies
Underground.

It'd be all about that yayo bankroll, betta make that money man head roll
put it in tha door but it be them hoes n I pin em in bang gotta get them
demons off me. Keepin em softly seepin up through my soul and sleepin
ain't good to go. Now when I'm all alone I don't doze n never watch tha
door. Bet I won't be slippin (sleepin) none ah tha thugs I bails with, Wit
a trail of 12 guage shells blood'll be spilled 187 n a 211, 12 guage, n a
AK47 spray little Ripsta kill em now. run em off in tha grave dey lay when
tha smug slug crawl up in ya, but I roll wit realer niggaz pop pop drop to
tha sound and ta ground n I'm off ta kill ya!

Dem St. Clair Thugs We love When They pumpin dem slugs now what see tha
blood from scum, when I dug them enemies deep in tha mud! They drug got
run wit dem trus, snooze you lose, and was in tha alley foe fucked up!
wazzup wit them shoes ew they new, so weed when them over my doggs drugs,
Plus I left at tha block Hey whatta ya know? Oh no, tha poe poe they
follow! Coppa gotta see tha nigga layin behind tha school, But nigga
remember my motto... Me no surrender gotta get away get tha feds wit my
quickness! Hit tha otha side and I swing to tha ride runnin through tha
cut hit 95. Bail runnin for safety we make it n chill! Gotta make a meal
but a 9 can't caught for real! Nigga drop that bill never prop my steel!
Ain't no competition! No Fuck Wit my click, N so listen you bitches stay
trippin so get with n when we strengthen that lickin no pockets so droppin
that dolla man, (glock) gotta holla man. Livin wit ah thug nigga smokin
blunts don't stiff on tha weed smoke it all cause nigga you know when tha
punkaz get fried, I'm ah run n get a sack and come choke it choke choke.

Now you runnin wit these thuggish killas! Creepin up out of tha land! and
he ready to ride, gettin high, off time my niggaz in tha land got glocks
wit days on tha 99, but I kill em all, dog be fakin tha fall wit that 12
guage you bustin on niggas so what now! Come nigga get buck pow well not
only that, get shut tha fuck down! N I'm talkin bout niggas that want ta
contend wit tha thugstaz so nigga done fucked up, never no playa hatas in
tha clicks aloud and we never no bustas! Never catch a nigga sleep here
tha buckshots brain wit tha thugs in cleveland dwell daily, Collectin me
meal N meet you in hell if all else fails oh well!

(Chorus) (4x) 
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East 1999 


East 1999 My niggaz

Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89 lil nigga on tha
grind gotta get mine doin my crime with two in here steady stuck in my
ears put my serve down on tha clair 99. Hittin up Tha Graveyard Shift with
real Little Will, Big Wally and Wish Bone lil Wally highrollers and he
wonda why the niggaz so strong. Krayzie Bone stack right take much
love kept a nigga on his toes in tha game, it's an everyday thang when ya
let your nuts hang. Gotta make a grand at least daily man, dem Cleveland
hustlaz never no bustas thug to tha heart beat'em niggaz from tha land
fool and tha ol' skool, just serve out ya sentence and be cool. Fuckin
with trus rest in peace lil nigga ripsta stress that bone love Smokin no
bud cause a nigga mo thug callin up me niggaz when it's time to nud em in
the 99 niggaz gonna drop to tha #1 with ya gun so run run Cleveland is the
city where a nigga come from slingin. dem dummees....

Niggaz is going down up on tha C town get em up with tha thug n tha nigga
with tha bud get'a fit for rolls but tha liquor store closin'em up wit tha
40,wheez up, nigga run up tha buddah, smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on
tha reefer. Mo holdin tha bud in tha cut with dis plus I got hydro 
inlisted his creep ah peep ta. Straight busta get tha double glock glock
wit'a me rocks I'll sweat'a me block. Come I betta drop when gun shots pop
lock top and tha body in bullshit stop. Whenever dem trouble knocks, with
tha poe poe niggaz roll solo spin up in swerve. Cuz ya take caution takin
me yayo n tossed it, see them when it roll to tha curb. Runnin, duckin,
jumpin up in tha land my nigga it's crazy, we slangin we buckin
we bang on tha glock n me nigga dat's daily. When tha nigga with tha 12
guage  betcha sold off Leather Face so you betta pray, eternally
thugsta E.1999 we're real foe tha choke so.

Gotta give peace to tha S.C.T.'s and who want tha thug on tha glock pump
blast for tha cash then I'll mash ta gash gotta dash away from dem cops.
got let'm ol hot steadily flippin off rolls rippin up Flesh with six bulls
bless that thugsta. Yes I pump slugs and I be draggin them off they
dumpstaz fuck them poe poe. Let'a me body they burn burn. And I guess
that hood'd neva learn gotta dip both in once in sherm but I'm on a
mission for my city thinkin niggaz be bailing now wits me roll out they
window. The wind blow fuckin my indo why they hittin me even if tha
barrels of me 12 guage I guarantee, me scandless niggaz up out of tha
woods buckin no fuckin with tha family. Me hail a nigga understand me much
love much buck foe them Saint Clair thugs East 99 is where you find me
slingin me bud dem fuckin drugs.

Turn turn needin a nigga start cockin pop wit'a me gun they lettin me
leadin they head off, and I gots to have me fun. Leavin em home, breakin
fakin yo still did ya gangsta bitch trick niggaz that get pigged, I'm
hittin tha shit and I spit in tha mist of tha darkness. Consider me
heartless so yes Flesh be runnin a hoe check, betta check your rolex your
time now for givin up respect to them S.C.T's from C a league where
scandless niggaz that dwell hell off on tha farside n bail leavin a trail
of tha bloody victims. Tha 5th thug rollin em all n neva done catch me
slippin n and sippin a dip in ya wine, and nigga me dine and steadily
trippin we flippin those Crips on over. See tha Bone'll be neva sober
niggaz told ya trigga showed ya East 99 five soldiers.

Wanna run redrum try to run n get away but it's just to late. Watch out
buck shotz when I come buck buck betta guard tha fuckin face. Dumpin dem
slug on ya fools rollin wit me trus drinkin brews don't start no shit we
come equipped so nigga stay cool. 187 you think that you goin to heaven
put slugs all up in that chest and, now hell is where you be dwellin.
Pumpin them clip in them bodies me dumpin watchin you fall to tha pave
with me 9 milli pumpin. Puttin dem bodies all off in they graves.

CLEVELAND IS THE CITY WHERE WE COME FROM SO RUN FROM (4 TIMES)
E. East 19 99 99999. 

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Eternal



Layzie (Tha #1 Assassin) Where you from, nigga? Straight from the mutha
fuckin land of tha land of tha heartless. Five true thugs from the double
glock. And you fall. Ready to pop, to tha dome. Eternally it's on. Yeah.

Layzie (Tha #1 Assassin) Straight mo thug nigga return from the Clair test
this hustla, betta not dare we talkin our pocket distributing ye-yo little
Layzie beat it, daily collectin me bank roll runnin wit trues,nothin to
lose never the less, ain't about that tokin screamin a murder, comin to
serve ya nigga we told ya, Bone be stalkin, sleep walkin number one
assassin pick up the pump and they causin a 12 guage eruption. Let loose
wit a buck shot, blastin Bone up outta tha cut'a me buckin. Eternally
here to stay in'a kacki suits, and'a high tech boots hoops, I'm comin with
troops, fools be ready to shoot, collectin my loot. Blazin a burnt of my
crane thats he insane, I crept and I came, niggaz that fell off they
thought they can hang givin up slang, try to fuck wit a train gang, bang
straight land of tha heartless wit tha thugs be thinkin on executions
straight prosecution, little A go buck and start confusion.

Chorus:
Keepin them on they run, wit'a me shot gun (I swang wit ah clear tight
claim) Keepin them on they run, wit'a me shot gun (swang wit ah clear
tight claim) Keepin them on they run, wit'a me shot gun (come swang wit ah
clear tight claim) Keepin them on they run, wit'a me shot gun (swang wit
ah clear tight claim)

Bizzy (R.I.P. and Ripsta)
Call on me follow me holla points now pow, pullin they body underground
put'em in a grave, they lay it way down Clair, playa, stay down I'm one of
tha thuggest mutha fuckaz in ya city, get'a me strap back ride, ready be
pap pap, in broad day light ya with me roll roll roll to tha Boneyard, hit
tha hydro as well I would bail, that's well I would sail, ready really
keep that high on my mind fried, ride to tha darkside feel tha darkness
East 99, mine, tha thuggs I loves'em but they shade follow tha night ride,
follow me come inside you can run, but want to stay alive so many track
break down.

Krayzie (Leather Face)
Niggaz be runnin and duckin the bullets they tryin to get scare me but
only get sprayed gotta get away when tha poe poes chase me, so me betta
ready me guage, bang bang put'em in a coffin buck pump dope in they bodies
(come again) dumpin they bodies (murder down) defend the posse thugg
bud, checkin tha glock glock peak to wet it was swang niggaz claim they
came and remain smoke bud all day and maintain they come they gun they
g'run for tha poe poe jump their fists at 95th and 9 nigga, let's roll
some shit let's smoke all 30 for betta what then tha's still a poe poe bag
up off me nigga me fucked up now little time , it's screamin on 6-5, dat's
when ah me jumped up, I'm out now little nigga playin wit them police at
tha Clair get'em up wit, Big Bird right check nigga need some weed and
it's funny, I ain't got no money nigga put me down, swing to tha bus stop,
school some brews really don't drink but it's for me trues for cause they
think it's wit nothin to lose.

Chorus

Wish (Straight Jacket)
Hey, now from the C-town, we beat'em thugg niggaz down street came up
nigga, wanna test much stress, buck shots, all on that cheese (it's just
he's fucked up) killaz, when they makin us real ain wit that clear, been
in tha dump pop when they run gun, bodies gone for my Cleveland niggaz
what's up get down for the thang and they gang bang bang if ya have ta
beat a nigga down in any town, now don't let me catch ya metallic just
strippin tha C-town, where everyday niggaz get beat down betta think
before ya run up, I gun up, but I think he peeps came now to tha niggaz
that just nobody fuckin with Bone swang wit'a a clear tight claim it's
all, eternally flow style, nigga that's Bone.

Chorus
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Crept And We Came 


RUNNA ME OFF IN A COFFIN AND AH ALL OF US PRAYED FOLLOW ME MURDA
THIS GAUGE FOLLOW ME MURDA US WIGS STEADLIY PUMPIN LET MY PEALERS
PEAL YA POOR POOR THE SALSA POP POP OUT OF THE WINDOW WE GO LITTLE
RIPSTAR BAIL OFF PUMPIN BETTER RUOGH THIS REGHIN TOSSED OFF IN AH
COFFIN WITH BANG SLANG FROM THE DARKSIDE BANG BANG FROM THE
DARKSIDE BANG OUTTA THE THUGGISH RUGGISH CITY CITY WHILE I WENT BAIL
PUTTEM IN BACK THRUGH MY LAIR WHILE THE 12 GUAGE SMOKES FROM
PUMPIN CHANGE ALOAD OF MURDA MURDA COMMIN TO SERVE YOU RUNNIN
WIT GATS AND BATS AND BONESAND I BIT THE ROSES OUT WITH GROE!!!

CAUSE THATS HOW I CREPT AND I CAME A H REMEMBER THAT KILLA THAT
NIGGA NAMMED LEATHER FACE NOW IF YOU A THUG NIGGA PICK UP YOUR
PUMP AND BUCK IT BUT THE PREACHER BEGUN TO FUCK IT NIGGA WENT TO ME
AND NIGGA ITS A REAL THANG NOW NEVER TAKIN NO SHORTZ NO LOSSES
MAN NO WAY NO HOW PUMPIN NOW I STEADILY THINKIN THAT IF I CHANGE
MY DAILY THANG NIGGA DONT HANG WITH PHONEY BUSTER NIGGAZ ONLY
ROLL WITH THUGSTARZ KILLAZ BEAT ON ME GUT AS I STICK AS LONG AS WE
MURDA EM EVERY TIME NOW DODIES BE DUG UP IN DUMPSTARZ EXICUTION
DOUBLE 9 STYLE HEY SAY GIVE IT UP TO THE NIGGAZWHO STEADILY SWANGIN
THAT YAHHO BANKROLL WANNA PUMP AROUND US WHEN YOU LAY
LOW,WANNA PUMP AROUND US WHEN YOU LAY LOW,WANNA PUMP AROUND
US WHEN YOU LAY LOW

NIGGA SHOULD OF SEEN THE BONE THAT CAME TO TOUCHDOWN CANT LIVE
WITH THE PAIN AND WE CREPT UP OUTTA ME HOMETOWN ME HATE TO BE
LEAVEN THE GLOCK GLOCK NOW BUT IM LIVIN SO LOW DOWN BONE GOTTA
ROLL OUT WE LIVIN LIKE TRUES GIVE IT UP TO THE BANG ALWAYS SAY DOWN
FOR MY THANG AND ALWAYS REMAIN THE SAME NEVER GONNA CHANGE OUT
MY HOOD I CLAIM NIGGA THAT JUMPED IN THE GAME IN STRIEGHT
CONFUSSION CAUSE NIGGAZ BE SHADDED NIGGAZ STILL GOT TO WATCH AS
THEY GAY LAY EVEN MORE LATELY BUT THEY CANT BREAK LIL LAZY SO NIGGA
STAY FUCKED CAUSE I GOTTA GET PAID THE BUDDAH AND BLUNT FOREVER ME
BLAZE THINKIN IN MY MURDARUS WAYS PRISON THE GUAGE LET THE
BUCKSHOT SPRAY TO THIS DAY GANE KILLA NO SHORTZ NO LOSSES WAS
MEANT NIGGA NOT PLAY BOTTOM LINE NIGGA AND CLEVELAND IN YOUR
FACE!! AND NIGGAR WE ROLL WITH RUTHLESS IN THE 9 FOR THE PAIN FOR THE
GAME FOR THE LOVE OF MONEY FUCK THE FAME WE BE GANG WE CREPT AND
WE CAME.

(CHORUS)

BONE CREPT AND WE CAME AS A GANG BANG TOLD TO GET DOWN FROM THEM
THANGS MAN BUT BONES STILL KICKIN WITH THE SAME TRUES THUGGIN ON
THE GLOCK GLOCK AINT SHIT CHANNGED BUCK EM FUCK EM PUTTEM IN THE
GROUND WAY DOWN LAY DOWN BUSTER NIGGA DONT BE TRIPPIN NO DONT BE
TRIPPIN NO DUMB SHIT BONE STILL PUMPIN THEM DAILY SLUGS ATTCHA
CREEPIN UP OTTA THE HOOD ROLLED TO THE WESTCOAST WITH THIS RAP SHIT
NIGGA MAKE GOOD THINKIN ON THE 99 REACHIN FOR MY 9 REACHIN FOR
YOUR SHIT WI$H YOU WOULD PUMPIN DEM SLUGS PUTTEM IN AH BODY BAG
NIGGA DIE FOR YOUR CA$H NIGGA THATS YOUR LIFE NIGGA ITS LIIKE THAT
WHEN MY SHIT CLACKS 1 TROUGH THE TEMPLE STREGHIT THROW THE MIND
BAILLIN ON THE CLAIR GETTIN MUCH LOVE NEEDIN MO BUD GOTTA SELL ME
SOME DUM DUM SMOKE ME NEEDIN THAT YUM YUM DOPE AND IT AINT SHIT
TO SWANG SOME THANGS BUT MY CASETRO!!!

A NIGGA STAY DOWN FOR MY THANG BANG SENDIN THEM BULLETS UP IN THE
BRAIN TO THEM BUSTAZ HUSTLAZ SO NIGGA NEVER TRUST US WE THE MOTHER
FUCKIN DRUGSTARS DRUGIN 12 GUAGE PUMP SLUGS NEVER NO SHORTZ NO
LOSSES NIGGA THE FIFTH DOG NOW BANG SWANG GOTTA GET EM ALL INSANE
SO MANY HOES THAT TOOK THE LOSE NIGGA GET TOUGH BUT IM BOSSIN EM
OFF THE HOOK WHEN I PUTTEM DOWN BONE WANNA FUCK WITH A THUG
YOUR WRONG I THE THEY LAY WHEN I SPRAY THAT CROME BULLETS THEY FLY
NIGGAZ THEY DIE IM COMMIN TO WIN A RIDE GOT MINE EAST 99 UP INTO THAT
CRIME WHEN THUGGSTARZ FINDIN TIME TO GRIND DROPPIN THE DIME COCKIN
THE 9 AND READY TO AIM PULLIN THE TRIGGER TO BLOW OUT YOUR BRAINS
BONE GOT A GANG MAN WE CREPT AND WE CAME (CHOURS BACKWARDS TILL
END IT FADES) 
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Down '71 (The Getaway) 


We had to get em up with two guns runnin side by side with #1bet I won't
drop my page on When the Po Po chase and catch me they hit, I'm dyin Wi$h
gripping the six shot pump some Spit it! Gotta let all me lead off Copper
thought that he had cuffed Little Layzie blew his head off You don't
wanna get up The bullets they start to get lit up #1 master thuggin' but I 
come already buckin' my ***** Back from the double glock With a finger of
full rocks This perfect getaway from the pigs But I'll peel when I hit the
fenses Creepin' up the trenches I'm bailin while thy trailin' better make
hailin' an assailant Ain't no tellin where those coppers be dwell One had
spotted me Picked up a piece and shot at me Betta practice what I preach
To see these two slugs up in his body god! Run with smoke coming from the
barrel of me gun Hit the bin oh when them dumb dumb mind got young dumb on
a dead end they sittin', then they let in They wanna off in the coffin
Cops from everywhere was yellin and wailin I went unconcious from the
stompin Takin a loss and waking in the coffin And from what I was told I
was to be arraigned at dawn Lookin in the eyes of a judge He knew right
where to put that thug Straight to the cell With no parole In the hole,
but I won't go Send me to death row Watchin the time by fly fast But never
be sittin Never smilin in silence hopin I die fast But chill! Sleep there
Gotta get away quick that on a me reefer Somehow must beat ya So peep up
the creep of the reaper to meet ya

Been on a mission flippin the script betta check when the page just blew
in Better think again it's a preacher with a grin On a mission for revenge
with that Mack 10 Let a nigga real clear gotta pump them slugs in them
cops that he made Drop glock,went pop pop With a lil' thug on the double
glock Back from hell and ready to bail Try to the trail cause they want my
nigga fried Holdin' the bottle, when I got a grenade (Explosion) Inside
the squad Get ready for the rumble And heard them mo thugs pull in me
gauge and laughter Keep buckin faster All's I was thinkin when I seen them
busters scatter Better watch out for them buck shots cause I can't find me
gauge Botta bust them souls in the grave So I'm buckin them straight to
their fate Can't be safe I'm buckin' and lil Ripsta Reinforcements comin
fast I blast Cause my nigga never cease the Mack 10 blast on they ass
Gotta rip on their chests, through vests Mack 10's sawed off eruptionsGot
steady ammunition not missin Listen, distruction, I'm bustin Niggas makin
that getaway, gotta get away Niggas got to escape And its never to late
When you try to dance you break Niggas just can't test the Bone fate We
steadily runnin, duckin Comin up to the front door barricade itAnd I put a
grenade, toss to the door Let Explosions************** Creepin' in the
courtyard So Krayzie feel his safety comin Hittin' the fence and jumpin it
quick Krayzie's tech nine bullets on me.

Well it seems as if those boys Bizzy and Layzie have got themselves into
another Jimmy. Well I'd love to see them boyz get themselves out of this
one.

As soon as I went in the smog Rollin real fast like a dog
*******************to the gauge And you just can't let go They done
labeled my niggas psychotic Bitches' has got him Senden em to
death row Scoopin up the devil Creepin the scene when my niggas trail
Givin out 187 & bail Gotta get my nigga ripped out the cell Its all over
now How my nigga Number 1 disguised as the preacher Won't be pullin no
bible mission for survival Niggas done creeped up tech millimeter So fuck
it up with the alarm Now its on, lodgin bones Sprayed off the tech, gotta
let em know which way was home We got gone , but them police Was pullin up
quick, Nigga wuz up Were bustin first when ******* Niggas get cut the fuck
up Were steady buckin, steady duckin, buckin While I was jumping I'll we
was thinkin is don't get caught nigga like me Get the gun, run and gunnin
frontin with thugs gotta get through the smog Turn around and we pump
slugs Put em in the mug And all across my face is a *******blood Dodging
the ******swoop Bailin back up with my troops I'm runnin with 4 crazy
niggaz cuz ************ niggaz ain't scared to shoot Now were rollin no
more than a guy from my wicked stop Cops surround Bone we load glocks They
squeeze say fuck all these road blocks We busted a U, then put that bitch 
in reverse And I get the switch than I pushed the button That boy came out
the trunk n And put it in drive so this leather boy buckin Back in the
other direction For fuckin with them *******niggaz blast at each other
Open up they doors they kick they feet I jumped out of the car had to jump
over the good Cause I'm headin striaght for the woods Niggaz they follow
behind me We get away smooth a nigga made good Came up quick to the
******Waited till midnight till we ride out Hit a car so we could drive
out While we waited we all got fried out "fool" If you's a thuggish
ruggish thug nigga scream "oh" Took one of my niggas off the front now we
got one more to go. 
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Mr. Bill Collector 


(Krayzie)Dem callin' me Mr. Bill Collector Needin' that money'n now he's
up tonight

(Bizzy)See niggaz can't handle us, so they label us scandless, 

(Krayzie)And if them runnin' on off with my cash, that ass is gonna have
to pay the price,

(Bizzy)Nigga MuthaFuckin Po Po, Gotta hit em wit the fo fo

Krayzie a.k.a. Leather Face

Don't be fuckin' wit my money nigga no See lil' Krayzie Pump den I kill
dem all Pump slugs with blood, hit the wall Watch out for that dogg who ya
gonna call Put all dem niggaz in a coffin, with a body bag very often,
Leather Face is not a punk bitch So a nigga just can't fuck me Nigga
better have me cash or I kill his whole family in a 12 gauge pump blast
now test me Never ever let a nigga ride, when you think he fin 2 slide
pump dem in the spine Hit him for the money Nigga try to play me for &
dash, and thats why them Thuggs put sluggs in that ass, dey telly And I
never wanna see no, Ohhhh jealous mutherfucka try to keep his niggaz ends
low If he stiff us on the premo Gotta go, Whatta fiend with a click is a
no no Gotta make that money man gimme all my change it's a murder
now even in the dummie game niggaz coming up slang For collecting their
claim Now Leather Face Gonna pick up me gauge Put on me Mask and nigga me
Blast So you better respect us, when you see the bill collector he'll be
killin niggaz foe not payin their dues.

Layzie a.k.a. #1 Assasin

Niggaz steady payin' their dues Runnin' wit true's Nothing to loose
Everything to Prove Lil' Thug from the C-Town Never caught sleepin' always
on the come up creepin' Runnin' this shit now Puttin' that BONE down Gotta
let a nigga know for the love of cheese Moving things in the Nine Five
Rollin' wit Ruthless Thuggin' with my niggaz from the Clair and we smoken'
dem green leaves Fuck with me now, Ohh Nigga don't test rest str8 Leather
Face in the place On a mission don't be messing with me bankroll Niggaz
wanna Gat go, Bone so I stack dem, prank hoe's And I better be not taking
no losses Put em in a coffin and they now dey better rawlfin' And these
Niggaz don't know if they can know me Thought you had a homey but your
fucking with the mutherfuckin Bosses Nigga gotta give me mine on the 9 9
and on the Nine Five bodies droppin' when you hear my pistol select a dome
Respect to that true underground shit Mr. Bill Collector Bone

(((Bill Collector Reprise)))

Wish a.k.a. Strait Jacket

Nigga think you thought thank ya Please don't make me stack ya Tryin' to
swig a beer, check up all night, catch a slug a chill Bill Collectors 
better respect the Mo-Thugg Sellin' drugs, Pumpin Slugs All up in that
Rectum, Check em Click Click Fall to the ground when the Glock Pop Nigga'z
just pump Blood And Takin' to long better droppin' on down Or you catch
your two to the head Should of give him a bitch To the Mo-thug Lunatic
Quick da Pop now your dead yeah Gotta pull the nine on them niggaz
everytime sellin' rocks on the 9 9 Gotta put em on the Pave Nigg you wanna
die Put em in a grave Better give me all them dimes, mines

Krayzie a.k.a. Leather Face

I didn't want to take his life/ But the Nigga tried to run and get away
with me ya-oo ((Layzie)) Gotta saronate a murder (((Repeated 3 more
times))))

Bizzy a.k.a. Rest In Peace/ RIPpsta

So Pumpin' Dumpin' Steadily all the way to the other side we ride Sherm,
when I hit that corner now, Niggaz iz bout to die Thuggsta Thieven off in
Cleavland and I couldn't sell out my city 99 a come and move BONE will be
bringing that city wit me Pen Me Niggaz this is the team By the way
don't fuck with Brains Puttin' my mind on up on my murder Murder ya'all
now so I plead insane players don't get payed Claim, and Im out to fade um
Hey, and Im out for money Gaze them Better pray to save them But It won't
do any good now Bang Bang Caution and loss of me brain Get em off of that
claim bannnng Kill a Nigga Bannnng Pull the trigga Bannnnnng Coming out to
a remain Offer them Blood Put em in the mud With a slug thug gotta get
paid Reachin' on back as we bail Pick up me shell Now I slip em in the
bucket gauge spray Sawed off on the block cocked ready to pop ya know
Cause broke gets players don't get payed and nigga come drop it down
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Budsmokers Only



(Chorus) Budsmokers only Budsmokers Only Only Only (4x) 

So niggas be passin that weed on to tha thugs dem niggas from Cleveland
gotta smoke till it's all gone now we wanna bone cuz a nigga be creepin.
Call all my thugstas all dem niggas drowned, call all my thugstas all dem
niggas mo weed (can't get the rest) Gotta get me some hydro gotta choke
let em up with a little bit of smoke in my throat. Can't let a me high go
come I broke mo thug, in the bud can't get em up off and in me, here we
split up a blunt and I roll up my blunt and we get O'd and they live with
my killa drug dealer, big Will a Krayzie nigga weeded. 

Lit up a blunt gotta have that hydro need me a hit of the tweed (yes I'm
sure there's a T there) make me drop to my knees. And I gotta give love to 
the green leaves steadily spendin that cheese feelin at ease. Thuggin on
off in the cut now when I'm checkin on how this shits on, in a race smoked
outwith my nigga Tay. Smokin that tweed til we fall in our graves. 

Make em be takin me makin me money weed run me. And headin for rolls smoke
a tha Bone get that Bone wrong, nigga me cup n choke with a real low tease
lokes, strong Bone, I gotta say no to ?toke ons? so choke on and all of us
smoke til it's gone, so long and stay down.

Gonna get ya fucked up, gonna get ya fucked up HEY NOW gonna get ya fucked
up, gonna get ya fucked up PASS ME SOME WEED NOW. (2x) 

Mr. Inventor of the green leaves gotta give peace cuz I love this type
shit. And it's never gonna quit nana told me betta stop, but man fuck that
bitch. Me neva goin quit me smoke try to tell me get to your throat. Gots
ta run me home fuckin with Bone lovin this weed song. 

Thuggin with me tru's swiggin on brews steadily losin me balance. Take a
puff to tha dome trippin on Flesh Bone showin of me talent. Smoke a til a
me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come ride. Come and you smoke
up a blunt n get nice, nigga take a weed fiend's advice. 

Feelin off to the main, quarter roll to the brain. Smokin like blunt after
blunt my niggas is insane other niggas can't hang it's a Bone thing, how a
nigga like me smoke maintain n remain #1 here I come with the tweed in my
chest. Nigga got it swing to the curb, split up absurd but fucker gotta
have dem ?weeders? 

If ya got a bag of weed well blaze it with me fool. Now don't be stingy
and please don't pin it make it swollen, cuz if I had me some weed you
know I'd smoke it with you. Come come get a with a me, me and my niggas
blunt be rollin.

Chorus (6x) Take a hit of tha reefer keep smokin (7x)
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