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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Body Rott lyrics
chorus (krayzie): I say the war shouldn't stop Until these playa-hatin niggaz body rott (body rott) Nigga the war shouldn't stop Until these mothafuckin cops body rott (body rott) (x2) Krayzie: We presist smoke blunts Youll never find a thuggish bunch of niggaz like us Dont be so quick to test us I be laodin my bust Im a have to talk to eazy through the ouija So i can see if maybe he can tell me Why ya hatin on me bitin on me Why ya want me to show a nigga leatherface in me Dont fuck around nigga he's a real buck em down nigga Motherfuck rampin how bout fuckin with me now nigga Nigga get ya chips from ya bras get high Then ya bras get cheese from niggas and ride Everynody wanna party even the niggaz with problem Hey nigga we'll solve em cuz bitch we'll squash em You dont know me fuck you when you got beef But you also got no clothes no style and no mo teeth See me rampin on yo tv actin And its a fact that when you see us in person That we wouln't flex so show you no action Down for mine, got to show a nigga time 2 time So i figga i slow down the rhyme So they can understant i sing with so much anger and pain That if i jump then ill exlpode like a fuckin grenade Nigga, fuck calm time to ring the alarm Break the niggaz out of prison killin all the gaurds Power to the people givin people the power To put it down in yo city And fuck dem hill billies Nigga i cant stand no motherfuckin po-po But we gon start killin these bitches and takin no more Yea, mothug the only click that i claim Although we all be on tha bangin You can say i role wit a gang And this is seen checkers in tha making So nigga continue with the remains Chorus Bizzy: I heard, i heard, i heard.... Yeah nigga we heard of anotha murder So when they got the tyrone Flipin the flow now let it burn When tha pistol they polish it off Rollin withbone Bitch, you know we come with Black dat please In the 1999 with my feet up in indonesia Were there be no beat Release the beat Gotta rid tha streets And getta my peeps ????but they cant me ???????????????? ???????????????? Its never a trench Nigga betta use your arms betta use your fists Pick up my cannon and get get yea Were gonna fuck you up???? Were corrupt as a 40 dollar fuck Come and get fucked up And get out tha county niggaz get rallyed Duck in an alley dissapear pear In an ally Reapear pear off in cali If ya fell me daddy early I was taught like a man man And we do shiticly With tha band Now look at me platnum fuck da rap We caught a bith made hation Nation now a dayz on oc-u-pation So why you hate me still cant fade me Im waiting on me Because a point of view was made with the song Im ready to go pop pop pop pop pop Chorus Layzie: How do you see me when you see me Drinkin on hennesy and reamy Look into my eyes my shit is dreamy Begin to scotty beam me up A bunch of gauge eruptions swolled your whole infantry Yall betta expect inialation fuckin around with the sct's Betta be soldiers organized for the love of justice Armacy, for harmony and nigga in thugs we trust So nigga i bust so back up off me givin em mercy Shit is crittical, killin you individual with a ouija type ritual I diggin a ditch for all you po-po who thought that you could come and raid There aint no way to be safe nigga its the army briggade So listen up and hearwhats spoken as i start this locomotion Retaliate because we chosen all we show is pure devotion Chorus Wi$h: Now when ya fuckin with me Make sure you know what cha doin Got niggaz dat knowin rollin wit me Infared 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 Fuckin done, fuckin done Nigga this superstear Dont pull no gun if you aint no spirit Click clack back be the sound These buckers and haters is wrong Uh, we buckin em down Trust in me, i harmony i free 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) Cuz 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 la-di-da-di, la-di-da-di So high so high Chorus |
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