Playa hatin' [bad word] [bad word] man [bad word] dat
Man put that [bad word] out man
You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no [bad word]  weed in court
[Man [bad word] dat man they got my [bad word] 
Man that [bad word] ain't cool man
(Okay order in the court)

Woman: The people versus Bone Thugs N Harmony
Case number C601999
Judge: Will The defendant please stand
Is there anything you wish to say on this matter
Before sentencing Bizzy Bone?
Bizzy: No man
[You know the [bad word] did it]

Judge: Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair

(Some guy laughs)

Verse 1: Bizzy Bone

We had to get 'em up wid two [bad word]  side by side wid number one
Murda mo drop my guage on 'em
When the po-po chase
If they catch me barehanded I'm done
Rip's gripping the six shot pump, so spill it
Copper lettin' the lead off
Copper thought that he had me caught
Little Layzie blew his head off (AAwwwwwww)
Get him up, and get up
The bullets they start to get lit up
Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin'
Bust me lead on the double Glock 'n
Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n
This perfect getaway
]From the pigs when I peel and I hit the fences
Rippin' up the trench and
I'm bailing while they trailing
Better in [bad word] than in the cell
And it ain't no telling where the coppers be dwelling
One had spotted me, picked up a piece and shot at me
But I practice what I preach
And see that these slugs up in his body got [bad word]  wid [bad word] from the barrel ah me gun
Hit the bend, oh what the dum dum I got yum yummed on the dead end
They set in, then they lead in
They wanting me off in the coffin
Cops from everywhere was yellin' and wailin' I went unconscious
From the stompin' taking ah loss, and waking up in the coffin
And without no stallin'
Cell I was tossed in to be arraigned at dawn and
Looking in the eyes of a judge
He knew right where to put that thug
Made to be so, wid no parole
In the hole but I won't budge
Sent me to deathrow
Watchin' the time by fly past
But Rip'll be sittin' mindless never spineless, in silence
Hoping I die fast, but chill
Never do, sleepa, gotta get put that on all me reefer
Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or the reaper will meet ya

Verse 2: Layzie Bone

Bailin' on ah mission, flippin' the script
Betta check what the wind just blew in
Betta think again, it's a preacher wid ah grin
On ah mission for revenge, wid that Mack-10
Little [bad word] Rip, had to empty the clip
Gotta pump them slugs up in them cops
Steady made 'em drop Glock went pop pop
Goin' out like a thug on the double Glock
Back from [bad word] and ready to bail
Time to hit they trail cause they wanted my [bad word] fried
Holdin' the Bible when I got a grenade I'mma go inside the squad
Gettin' ready for [bad word] When I heard them mumbles, pullin' me guage in laughter
Keep buckin 'em faster all I was thinkin'
When I see them bustas scatter
Betta watch out for them buckshots
Cause them can't fade me gauge
Gotta bust them souls in the grave
So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved
I'm bucking, little Ripster [bad word]  in faster
Blast give my [bad word] Double Zs the MAC-10
Lettin' the gun gun blaze on they [bad word] Gotta rip in them chests through vests
Mac-10s, sawed off [bad word]  got plenty ammunition
No missing listen [bad word] I'm bustin'
Cause I'm making that getaway, bound to getaway
Niggas got to escape and it's never to late
When you dash and tryna' break [bad word] just can't test the Bone fate
We [bad word]  [bad word]  up to the front door barri-caded
And I pulled a grenade, tossed to the door, let it explode
And we made it, creepin' in the courtyard
So Krayzie feelin' [bad word] Hittin' the fence and jump in it quick
]From Krayzie's tech-9 bullets humming

Bridge: [Two guys talking]

Well it seems as if them two boys Bizzy and Layzie
Done got theyselves into another jam
[Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one]

Verse 3: Krayzie Bone

Soon as I went in the smoke, rollin' real fast like a dog
And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go
They done labelled my [bad word] psychotic [bad word] is got him sittin' on deathrow
Scoping out the tower peeping the scene
So when my niggas trail
Screaming out one eighty seven and bail
Gotta get my [bad word] Rip out that cell, it's all over now
How my [bad word] number one disguised as the preacher
Won't be pullin' ah Bible mission for survival [bad word] so I creep the
Tech millimetre, somebody done pull the alarm now it's on
Slaughterin' Bone, sprayed off the tech
Gotta let 'em know which way was on
We got gone but them police was pullin' up quick [bad word] what's up
Quick bust in first when he hit that fence niggas got cut the [bad word] up
We steady bucking, steady duckin' buckin' while I was jumpin'
All we was thinking is don't get caught [bad word] like me get the [bad word] Gunning fronting wid thugs gotta get to the smug
Turn around and we pump slugs, put 'em in the mud
And all across my face was the red that lay in blood
Dodging the who, make the gun flip wid ah swoo
Bailing back on wid my troops [bad word]  wid 4 crazy niggas
That's down wid they niggas they ain't scared to shoot
Now I'm rolling, no more than ah half ah mile we get stopped
Cops surround Bone, we load Glocks
And squeeze say [bad word] all these road blocks
Busted ah U, then put that [bad word] in reverse
And I get the swish and I push the button
That boy came out the [bad word] and
Put it in drive see that Souljah boy bucking
Back in the other direction
Po-po came quick then heat up
Niggas blast at each other
Open up they doors and they get they feet up
I jumped outta the car, had to jump over the hood
Cause I'm headin' straight for the woods
So the niggas they follow behind me
We getaway smooth, ah [bad word] made good
Came up quick to the hideout
Wait until midnight till we ride out
Hit ah car so we can drive out
While we waited we all got fried out, fool
If youse a [bad word] thug [bad word] scream mo
Took one ah my niggas off deathrow now we got one mo to go

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