My nigga just entered your business,
so can I get a witness?/
Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow/
Startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up/
Me buck, me bang niggas ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs/
Thugs reign, hang, swang with a clique tight claim
come again, now/
They drop down,
when I'm off the block, fuck them cops/
Me and Krayzie
runnin' through the boneyard, daily/
Gotta give 'em up to the glock-glock/
So I can serve me thugs and maintain/
To the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs
long live the dope game/ And it won't end ya,
as long as my niggas remember: No pretender/
Get right up off the Clair/ Nigga, fuck it no surrender
-Chorus-
No...Surrender....
Layzie Bone
Not wantin' the copper to hit me a lick up,
found me a victim to stick up, pick up,
rollin' the nine-ball/ Slippin
that's why me trippin'
bloody victim,
get him when the time calls, dog/
Take two-eleven, bailin', thuggin', knowin' these niggas well/
Then Bone's fuckin' with the hoes,
here comes them po-pos/
Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on/
Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on/
Jump outta the hottie, move me body,
hittin' them cuts and trails/ Runnin' like we lunatics,
gotta make it back to Hazel Del
escape and eludin' the chase/
Buckin' me gauge, so nigga, remember:
Me killa, me no surrender/ Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .
-Chorus-
-Wish Bone-
Puttin' me on my knees, tellin' me "Move and I'm dead"/
Cause I'm killin' all your bitches, turnin' them blue suits red/
And then I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that bitch up/
Because I know that's where y'all bitches is bound to meet up/
Cop killas, all up in they chest, and
I know what to do with that vest, man/
Twenty-two shots I killa
you don't wanna fuck with Bone, nigga/
And it really ain't shit to pull a trigger on a copper/
Cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down,
cause I'm goin' down poppin/ So motherfuck all coppers/
Let me catch you slippin', nigga, bet I pop ya
-Wish Bone with Layzie Bone-
Pop, pop, pop....
-Krayzie Bone-
Ya better believe it's judgement day/
So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air/
Now kill 'em, kill 'em copper, like ya just don't care/
When they come, they come creepin'
Me peepin/
Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin'
put 'em in deep, gotta me keepin'
'til a me rich and gotta get mine, everytime/
This'll be over in nine nine/
So, nigga, get down for the crime,
gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line
fuckin' with thugs/
When I be slangin' my drugs,
tryin' to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta rip them guts,
and lay your head in blood/
Better check yourself 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
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bone Thugs~n~Harmony album Creepin On Ah Come Up