Down Foe My Thang
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[Layzie Bone]
Creepin up outta tha woods, gotta give love to my hood
Smoke and I choke on tha creep on ah come up
Niggas be tryna run up but I bust and they drop to their death now they done up
Gun up, huntin my blunt up, creepin til sun up feelin slight shaded
Call me lightweight crazy, Number One nigga Little Layzie
Nigga, don't wanna fight, runnin wid deadly thugsta soldiers
Droppin em thangs, Bone done told ya, testin nuts and nigga's gonna have to show ya
Faded a nigga who stepped up, let's slip in some shit
See em alls jus stood up, put my foot up that ass, had to blast that click-click
Spray tha gauge, all cocked and ready to spray down to tha pave
Puttin em souls all off into tha grave, dwell in hell they all lay slaid
Amazed, must I blaze, it's insane when I take tha bud to tha brain
Toke, choke, holdin me smoke, until-a me strained feelin no pain
Betta be packin your weapon cause my shit is kept and I'm ready to let loose
Sawed-off hangin, danglin, up under tha trench, finna blow your chest, but you should-a wore tha vest fool
Cause tha Bone don't front, nigga, check or get wrecked
Got Flesh on tha set wid his finger on tha Tech, Loc'd wid khakis and high techs
Respect them St. Claire thugs, hustlin drugs, gotta make that money man
Rap be tha thand and tha fact remains that we owns tha rap game
[hook]
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
[Flesh'N Bone]
Thug runnin wid no hoes and ah bigga Bone that's known foe gettin his serve on
And kickin it off in tha stage, off in tha rag, gettin me swerve on
So leave em alone, they come, they need to be shown that Bone done chrome
Blown, lay slugs up into his dome so go on
You'd rather go run a ho check if yo uwanna test nuts wid Flesh
I'm feelin ta lynch ya, Mo murda, you're runnin eye to eye wid death
Praise tha Flesh now, nevertheless, you're takin ah loss and
This slugs snuffed up, and dumpin tha body all off in tha coffin
Remember tha vow, said a preacher, me teach em, winnin em up wid-a me Nine
Runnin wid thugs and hustlas, and murderin everytime
[hook]
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
[Bizzy Bone]
Remember tha 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 I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta
Buck em, buck em, mothafuck em, thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas
So back up off me, no stack won't 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 don't stop
Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock, pop-pop
Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug
You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's 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 Bone]
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up, they never could fuck with me sawed-off pump
Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked
Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it
Now, nigga, it's 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 he'll stuff and buck-buck em and dump 'em
Bitch, nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest
And run so the po-po don't catch up, nigga can't be arrested
One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're 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 that's all you heard
[hook]
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang (Bone be me gang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
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Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
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Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
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Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
Bang-bang gotta get down foe my thang BANG BANG (Gotta get down foe my thang)
BONE! (Ay Layzie!)---Lyrics submitted by Joel.
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