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Bone Thugs N Harmony - "Down Foe My Thang"
Lyrics to Down Foe My Thang : [Layzie] Creepin up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and they drop to their death Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up Creepin til sun up, feelin slightly shady Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie Nigga dont wanna fight runnin deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin them thangs Bone done told ya. Testin nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya Faded a nigga that stepped up. Lets slip in some shit See em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass had to blast that click-click Sprayed the gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave Puttin them souls up off in them graves dwell in Hell, theyll all lay slayed Amazed, must I blaze. Its insane when I take that bud to the brain Toke, choke, holdin me smoke until-a me strained, feelin no pain Better be packin your weapon, cause my shit is kept And Im ready to let loose sawed-off hangin danglin up under the trench, fin to blow that chest But you shoulda wore a vest, fool, cause the Bone dont front Nigga check or get wrecked Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC Locd out with the khakis and high techs Respect them St. Clair thugs hustlin drugs, gotta make that money, man Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang [Flesh] We runnin with no hoes, and the bigger Bone thats known for gettin his swerve on and kickin it on the stage (Off in the rag), gettin my serve on So, leave em alone. They come They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on Youd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh Im feelin to lynch ya, mo murda Youre runnin up eye to eye with death Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless youre takin a loss and this slug snuffed up, and dumpin the body up off in a coffin Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach em (winnin/greetin) em with me nine, runnin with thugs And hustlas and murderin em every time Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang [Bizzy] Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper reapin up that set with a street-sweeper Gotta take a breather from sippin me liter Rippin that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver When Im in me smug, never the studio thugsta Buck em. Buck em. Motherfuck em Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas So back up off me. No stack wont let me slip When a nigga start to step, the weapon, put em in the graveyard Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta Quick to pick up the hollow points and put em up in your brains, nigga My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast Get up with the block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash Me can killa for free for homies and family Tell em to see me, that realer nigga, the Ripsta, put em in rivers It dont stop. Drop Ps to the SCTs and double glock. Pop. Pop Heres the slug from the twelve gauge thug You dont want fuck with, no buck with, Rips breakin em bustas Blood, me fillin em ' me murder. I show no mercy Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin em in the dirt, see [Krayzie] Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump Bitch, if Im flippin or load my clip in, nigga, yall all fucked Gotta make my money, slippin me pump in my trench, and then click it Now, nigga, its rippin, steady clippin, not missin, thuggin with me click And now Leatherface takin your life so ya best stay back Tossin the rest in a coffin, cause niggas be runnin up, talkin trash Buck a guard while walkin past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs And I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves Gotta give peace, cause they swang these. Come, nigga, meet my hood And fulla nothin but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta Hell stuff and buck-buck em and dump em, bitch Nigga, muthafuck em, Krayzie dont love em, put em to rest and run So the po-po dont catch up--nigga cant be arrested One M-11 me sendin niggas to hell, and youre feelin 187 Eleven dwellin better from the cell, and nigga that pick up Mossberg The quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman Thats all you heard Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang Bang, bang, bang, bang [ Down Foe My Thang Lyrics ]
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