U Ain't Bone

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1: Bizzy Bone
 I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
 All hating in my business
 When I see you I'm a drop you
 Get slugged and get drugged
 My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
 Got you when I spot you I should pop you
 Even the boss was telling me not to
 But I won't stop until they get shot
 When they get out the hospital
 They gonna get shot, too
 The fast one bringing that AK
 Better walk, then we even
 When I leave and flees to Cleveland
 Now, murder 'em and rest in peace
 So goodbye. We're shutting it down
 And now we're prowling niggas from alleys
 Cloning our sound, we found your town
 Now is you ready for the war?
 Cry loud and go
 Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
 And even oppose and order them hoes
 Gonna flee with me?
 Bitch, fuck with me then see that
 My little aliens, yeah
 We come to your city. Can they really
 Put it on down with the pistol?
 Can you feel me, feel me?
 2: Layzie Bone
 They beat biters, dope-style takers
 When I see you face-to-face
 My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
 You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
 You wrong. What the fuck?
 You niggas ain't thinking
 What's the consequence?
 Now I'm 'bout to get
 Real deadly. Ready for the war
 When we just start bombing shit
 Trying to cop my click?
 Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?
 Now it's time to make you feel the pain
 Wanna test my everyday thang?
 I aim straight for your temple
 It's really that simple when I seen it splatter
 Had I even killed one of you clones
 Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter
 Scattered. Run for the border
 Your career is getting shorter
 Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
 Mo Thug Records taking over
 I told ya. Soldier man your post
 Better cover your coast and lock all entries
 If one of my sounds is off in your town
 Then it's going down by the means infantry
 Instantly finna be World War 3
 If you fucking with my family jewels. You fools!
 You niggas break golden rules
 Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes
 Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
 Them niggas going platinum every time
 I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?
 It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die
 I jump in my Five Double-O
 If you got it, better flaunt it
 I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks
 And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it
 Come get it. And while you're rapping
 On your song, just remember no pretenders
 Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!
 Krayzie Bone
 I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
 You ain't Bone
 Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?
 Nigga, you ain't Bone
 Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
 To let 'em know that we're charging
 Clones pay
 Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
 To let 'em know that we're charging
 Clones pay
 3: Bizzy Bone
 Straight from the corner and I'm a thug
 All my diamonds
 I bet you wanted to stop my shining
 Didn't we warn you, nigga?
 The sign. See? Blinded
 Run but they finding
 Me in my Double-big-Five-O
 And critical with a pistol
 With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
 Serve you. Heard my words
 Are satanic and wishful
 Then see you all get pissed off
 My generals need no horse
 We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks
 With beams, and TNT
 Nigga roll with me
 Burial. Fuck the world!
 When I deal, hope I repented
 'Cause if the world I resented
 It just might catch me up in heaven
 But I'm a work this earth til it hurts
 Gotta done make the worse
 All the way through trial
 I'm back in the court for some dirt
 Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm
 I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse
 And at them bullshit awards. But they told me
 I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick
 Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands
 Fuck with it. Put it on your Grammy
 Even my mammy's scared to tell. And
 Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary
 Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me
 Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone
 4: Layzie Bone
 These niggas wanna erase me
 'Cause they can't face me
 Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
 Fucking with the real, y'all see how the fake be
 Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety
 Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
 Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him
 Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy
 On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies
 I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed
 I grieve for the war. What's next?
 It's all about respect, bitch nigga
 I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else
 To the end I'm steady flipping
 Fucking the world til they give Bone props
 Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
 With rocks, beat down by the cops
 And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
 I'm grinding, steadily climbing
 To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?
 Off in my prime it's all about timing
 As I look at my shit make history
 No mystery. Mistook and, nigga
 That eight-time platinum real
 How do you feel to the thugs appeal?
 Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal
 Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga
 Go round-for-round with the best
 Nigga, step up and meet your death
 Fucking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh
 Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on
 Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone
 2x
 

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Duration
05:04
Key
1
Tempo
84 BPM

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