All Original
(专辑: The Art Of War - 1997)
[Krayzie (Flesh)] Better not be so quick test us, (May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay) 'cause we'll come to kill ya, now We'll kill ya, now [Krayzie] Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga And still thugging with the
roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a
nigga wonder, "How they still chilling like that? Ain't you scared of a
nigga that's trying to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No, I
really wish a
nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine 'Cause I
got an AK-47 shooting trey-O times You didn't think I'm willing to find a
way to say "Oh, my!" but check it out, though I
done made enough money to buy my ghetto a
lot of weapons, y'all And I
made it, taking out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga So paranoia is factor when a
nigga wanna act up Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs And they figure they can try me Like a
muthafucka won't swang back or something Or even pull a
nine out my jacket, and start dumping Fuck 'em, I
think a
nigga see us on the
video and playa hate And say that we ain't true to what we say But then again, when you see us on the
street and playa hate We bang them fucking brains (we bang them brains) But then, we switch subject And fuck with them clones that suck the
thug dick Run around foul, telling people we stole your style Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town It's all original when it's coming from the
Cleveland criminals So here we go, got a
gun should I
buck 'em on down? Or should I
kill 'em when I
put the
instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm so full anguish Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it But they can't get the
hang of it Yeah [Chorus] [Flesh] Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I
step so stone-cold I
chalk 'em, coffin off and they fronting that time That they shot a
nigga straight to the
temple Done a
little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily filling Get real high, steady dropping the
time on 'em, time from time and again Here to pick all that know with the
Bone it's a
party everyday So say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain I
hop on the
phone with the
homies to see what's happening in the
hood It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle Roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks selling for life If you pull a
shyste off to the
fiends Then gank 'em and leave 'em hanging for the
sake of come up Yeah, taking ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the
stick up, yeah We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I
thank 'em, and hope for respect 'Cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatching a
life in the
midst of the
dark And I
sped off with the
quickness, striking Send a
knife to the
back of a
playa hater, hate a
thug And they thought that I
bruise easily Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em) Most of what goes around, comes around Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us To the
chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a
gun They change in a
whole new muthafucking attitude [Chorus] [Layzie] Nigga, let me in Double glock and never about to change, man To the
temple I
aim and claim to gain control Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll Put some pressure on these hoes that, yo They pose as foes, gotta let 'em know Got a
nation of my niggas out to back me Got another nation--killas out to try to jack me Exactly, what the
fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a
St. Clair true, you lose, you lose Nigga, I'm a
tell you 'bout these haters distraction They down with the
puffing, the
passing, 1ooking for some action Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse If you really want a
thug, then you better pin these raps And a
I'm a
give a
little game in this world that we living in it Sinning in it, and it really ain't free to me You get it how you take it, but the
only way you'll make it Giving peace to the
G-O-D, your Lord And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit Because the
hater's gonna hate, and then the
real it's gon' feel But I
bet that after all of y'all fall that the
faker's gonna perish in the
fire Dip, and you know when I'm rolling I'm equipped with the
Ruger on my hip with the
infrared beam And I
gladly put it on ya from the
land of California Leaving all of y'all goners, if you know what I
mean Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the
Lexus with K.B We gonna take a
little journey around the
world and see what we see Any y'all niggas coming with me? So, come on [Wish] Let me up in here and kill 'em Feel 'em niggas wanna bite the
Bone, bite the
Bone Didn't a
muthafucka say I'm wrong? Well I
get down for mine, for my nine and blow We shoot 'em up, buck Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em And biters, everytime I
see you on T.V. it makes me feel good 'Cause I
know when we run up on you you'll see we, we gotta get paid good Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty Bone in harmony, we hungry Since it's all about money, give Bone a
little bit of that evil money Don't gather the
fly shit, fucking with Cleve, top of line in my Benz Should I
1et 'em spin on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I
swear, it's all original Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original (all original) [Krayzie (Flesh)] Better not be so quick test us (May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay) 'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now We'll kill ya, now