[Layzie]
Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood
Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on [bad word] up
Niggas be [bad word] 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 [bad word] little Layzie [bad word] don't wanna [bad word]  deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin' them thangs
Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a [bad word] gonna have to show ya
Faded a [bad word] that stepped up. Let's slip in some [bad word] See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that [bad word] had to blast that click-click
Sprayed the gauge, all [bad word]  and ready to spray down to the pave
Puttin' them souls up off in them graves
dwell in [bad word]  they'll all lay slayed
Amazed, must I blaze. It's 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 [bad word] is kept 
And I'm 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 don't front [bad word] check or get wrecked
Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC
Loc'd out with the khakis and high techs
Respect them St. Clair thugs hustlin' [bad word]  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] [bad word]  with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's 
known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage
(Off in the rag), gettin' my serve on
So, leave 'em alone. [bad word] They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown
Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on
You'd rather [bad word] a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh
I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda [bad word]  up eye to eye with death
Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're 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 [bad word]  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 I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta
Buck 'em. Buck 'em. [bad word] 'em
Thug never done bluff and [bad word] them bustas
So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip
When a [bad word] start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard [bad word]  better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta
Quick to pick up the hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, [bad word] My little [bad word]  Mo! Hart, my bigger [bad word]  Sin, dash fast
Get up with the block at last blast they [bad word]  pass cash, then stash
Me can killa for free for homies and family
Tell 'em to see me, that realer [bad word]  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 [bad word] 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]
Get ready to duck, [bad word]  or get [bad word] up
They never could [bad word] with me sawed-off pump [bad word]  if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, [bad word]  y'all all [bad word] Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it
Now, [bad word]  it's rippin', steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click