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Bone Thugs N Harmony
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Land of the Heartless
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Don't niggas don't wanna start shit Buck, buck to the bang Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah A nigga that always at my city with me
Now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic? Nigga that thought he could bang That nigga's stuck, that nigga's blasted They got my man from the Land
Never ran, I step with deadly men If ya come a little bit closer, I can turn you into sand Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep
And the blood is seepin', got niggas in alleys Fuck niggas in badges we say bang Eighty-eight through the ten-five (And Clair) St. Clair ain't shit to fuck with
Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue We comin' to shoot up your posse My niggas-they comin' up out the woods, to get the goods
Krayzie be thug, and want to die that's from comin' up in my hood We killas get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun Bust one, they done, Cleveland is where we from Hearts-thugs have none
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Soon as I hit the scene, [unverified]feelin' for a pistol But I didn't have no gun, come with original thugsta shit I be flippin' it with me tongue Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from
And I show them hoes up outta the Clair That thugs don't run from none Follow rip one, now, on and on Them definitely got me back
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas, with or without my gat Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools East 99 style, fools Me put it in mind on murderin' you Followin' whenever me murderous trues
Niggas that claim to bang, bang when it comes to slang thangs they do They know they cannot buck me one of 'em sure to slug me But they hope the thug I be, Bizzy better let 'em him be or they'll see Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to miss the Biz is me 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
Livin' in the Land of the Heartless With a sawed-off pump, shootin' craps Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they jack Runnin' up on the Bone, you needin' to be pap pap
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs Defendin' they drugs when they roll up Niggas be creepin' up slow, heavy packed with they gats And try to pull a hold up but nigga, now hold on
Wanna test the Bone? The gauge is shown any is mind blown Lookin' down the barrel of this Mossberg's chrome to the dome Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage, copper take these here rocks Double glock, my pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots Whenever the trouble knocks
Steadily hittin', me clean up, get lit up for ready your soul to burn And I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up, 'cause niggas must learn Yearnin' to earn cheese, ready to die, so niggas can't take these Wantin' to clock G's, want to move keys Not takin' a loss on my green leaves, please
East nine nine, crime finds mine, strayin' on this road to hell And prison walls, testin' balls, for the cause, gotta get that sale And bailin', kickin' up mud, rollin', I get with my thugs Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don't start shit 'Cause we kill in the Land of the Heartless, die
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
High techs and khakis when jackin' Sawed-off there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns
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