Yeah, Bone in tha muthafuckin house, nigga! Yo, y'all muthafucka's didn't think we was comin' out Check this shit out: I got my nigga Layzie Bone in the house Bizzy Bone in the muthafuckin' house, Bone And the bomb is in the muthafuckin' house We gonna do a something like this...
Yeah...Now Bone has got the gun So proceed with lychin', yo My uzi a ton So now you what I'm bitchin', ho The is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball Put triggers on In rivers, where they find y'all So drop to your the position, assume it bitch You and you're soon to get Fucked up by a Decide to a gat Well the way I prefer Your forty-four might do But see my streetsweeper's much My shotguns are Make sure stayin' in line Me two is no fun So let me play with me I'm steppin'with the My only army brigade, and if I Then I just throw this like a
You see no pistol's in the Watch the on your forehead I'm gunnin' you're runnin And there's plenty of There's no over killin I already you You the path of a maniac So now you're a Don't ever step up in my 'Cause stupid bitch, you'll get Get on my dick, and steppin' I'm to loose all my nerve Your thirty-eights, forty-fives Ain't shit to me Punk, once you're disabled you're gonna get stomped 'Cause you nothin' but a ho, and of course I you get smoked. I put a gauge to your throat And it is murder wrote See, I'm unloadin' while foldin' on your niggas The usual, me And I'll bet that I'll be at your funeral
Now, see, I'm robbin' and and stealin' a dope-dealin', that's what I do daily 'Cause gotta make a livin' And I give a damn I take your for what you got If you got what I want, you gonna straight-up get shot A bullet to your forehead, there be a more, bitch Yeah, I perp like I'm your just to get your ass misled That's I rolled up in your house and take your shit away you had a friend, but I'm a nigga gettin' paid Real swift, here's a gift, you is a bullet The psychopathic on the trigger, they gotta pull it And I ain't never had no Layzie Bone be crazy killin' with a attitude Buck, The is breakin' 'em down Me 'em down, man Bump the is breakin' 'em down Me 'em down, man Me down, me breakin' down Me down, man Wish Bone, down, man
Now we hittin' up, and we ain't comin' cheap You wanna jump? froggish, muthafucka, leap We gettin' drunk, start shit, sixty-four's I brought a liter. your posse? Smack fuckin' ho. I got your bitch on my dick Because I'm for my cap down When through C-Town You be strapped down The bigger my The deader your nigga is on your doorstep So how do you figure that be the one To unload in my fuckin' So when you catch me I got the that is kept in on my hip and Why you trip and find clip And tell your bitch to my dick Wish Bone'll pop ass quick, fool Don't try to fuck this ganksta attitude
Buck, me breakin' 'em Once me breakin' 'em down Krayzie Bone, break 'em down Krayzie Bone break ya down
I'm steppin' in my at night and I'm low up on So gimme you got 'cause Bone your ass Oh, so you play hero, sucka? Fuck shit. Die, muthafucka Never showin' favoritism I'm blastin' I grab my gun I play the role of an The K to the R to the A to the Y To the Z to the I to the E And with Layzie Bone Also the B-I-double Z's up in the So come I talkin' with rides I'm about with hand grenades Pistols, uzis, and So get the loaded up You better be quick when you're out I'm standin' smilin' When I watch ya duck from the
I got some unfinsihed So won't come up with me K, the P-U-M-P Lay, bring the 'Cause there's gang all down the way We put 'em in check 'Cause that O.G. was talkin' I'm gonna blow his off his neck We get up in the smug and start to ride slow And now we're in their So we let all our go Twenty drop to the sound of that auto gun I seen O.G. gettin' up as he began to run I grab my nine; it's time them took a loss Put on my mask, and turn the lights off See, speeded up, right beside, and he he was hit The last that he heard was, "Rest in Peace, bitch"
Layzie is the gangsta And now you it's my occupation The in progress; it's a critical operation The is murder I'm the number one assassin, it's Layzie I'll put ass up in a casket, bitch Be aware I'm steppin' with the Enterpri$e The money, we 'Cause we them organized You'll take what you got, and a shot And so watch me 'em I hunt up a sucka, and then unload on my like, (gunshot) to his legs, (gunshots) To his chest, another in the face The nigga's put to Yeah, like I I'm never like a nice dude We got what? Them ganksta attitudes.
(Series of gunshots) Unit two requesting four additional units for fired (fired, fired)