Bone Thugs N Harmony ☆ Body Rott

I say the war shouldn’t stop until these playa hatin niggas body rott, body rott… Nigga the war shouldn’t stop until these mother fuckin cops’ body rott, body rott I say the war shouldn’t stop until these playa hatin niggas body rott, body rott… Nigga the war shouldn’t stop until these mother fuckin cops’ body rott, body rott

KRAYZIE:

We paper chase and smoke blunts You’ll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us Don’t be so quick to test us I be mournin might bust I might have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija So I?an see and maybe he can tell me why ya Hatin on me bitin on me what ya want me To show a nigga Leatherface in me Don’t fuck around nigga he’s a real buck em down nigga Motherfuck rappin how bout fuckin with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then ya floss sneakin keys from your niggas and ride Everybody wanna party even the niggas with the problem nigga weed’ll solve em cuz bitch weed’ll squash em Don’t know me, fuck you and you got big but you also got the clone styles and no more teeth see me rappin on your TV ____ and it’s a fact that when you see us in person think we won’t flex so showed you no action down for mine go to show a nigga time to time so I figure I’ll slow down to ride so now ya can understand I’m filled with so much anger and pain and if I charge I’ll explode like a fuckin grenade nigga fuck calm time to bring me a law break the niggas out of prison killin all the guards woo power to the people givin people the power to put it down in your city and fuck them hillbillies nigga I can’t stand no motherfuckin po-po boom boom we start killin these bitches and takin no more – yeah- Mo Thug the only click that I claim although we all beyond the bangin you could say I roll with a gang And dissin ten checkers in the makin so nigga continue with the rotation

BIZZY:

I heard a murder heard a murder heard Yeah nigga we hung out at all of the murdas Fuck with the liquor tore up Drippin the flow then let it burn when it’s the ripsta the ??? Bitch you fuckin with us in a black hat flee In e1999 when we meet up it leaves ya better be no beat for little ripsta B so to hit the streets and get all of my peeps little rip it’ me no take your fee me step or retreat nigga lose your arm better use your feet just pick up my any nigga to get hit yeah in a body rott we’re corrupt as a faux dollar fuck come get fucked up better get out of the county nigga get rowdy dunk in a barrel disappear-pear in an alley reappear-pear out in Cali can ya feel me daddy early I was taught like a man and we do shit in Cleveland with a way now look at me platinum now fuck the rap and caught a bitch made hation, hation nowadays an occupation so while you hate me still can’t fade me I wait go on be calm because the point of view was made with this song and murderin em pop pop pop pop…

LAYZIE:

How do you see me when you see me drinkin on Hennesy and Remy look into my eyes my shit is dreamy beggin to scotty won’t you beam me up a bunch of gauge eruptions swept your order infantry yall betta expect innahilation fuckin around with the SCT’s and I betta be soldiers organized for the love and justice armacy, full of harmony and nigga in thugs we trust so nigga I bust so back up off me givin no mercy shit is critical, killin you individual with a Ouija type ritual I’m diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt that you could come and raid there aint no way to be safe nigga its the army brigade so listen up and hear whats spoken as I start this locomotion retaliate because we chosen all we showin is Lord devotion yeah

WISH:

Now when ya fuckin with me make sure you know what cha doin got niggaz dat knowin rollin wit me infa-red to yo head dont beg you dead we fled, gotta get away, gotta make sure Im free so when you need me I can buck another day its a bone thing betta run run cuz when ya fuckin with you gonn die die dont be suprised bone want your presidents wanna run it all, run all of it all of it, fuck that ? fuck that ? — nigga don’t pull no gun if you aint gonna spit click clack back be the sound these buckers and haters is wrong uh, we buckin em down, trust in me, in harmony, I slang p’s eternally bless my soul Lord and everybody that rides with me its from me to you, its from me to you me to you its my point of view its just a point of view point of view point of view yea, and thats why I stay high so high so high like ladidadada ladidadada, so high so high