Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - U Ain'T Bone

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Verse 1: Bizzy Bone

I'm sending a message to warn you imposters

All hating in my business

When I see you I'm a drop you

Get slugged and get drugged

My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge

Got you when I spot you I should pop you

Even the boss was telling me not to

But I won't stop until they get shot

When they get out the hospital

They gonna get shot, too

The fast one bringing that AK

Better walk, then we even

When I leave and flees to Cleveland

Now, murder 'em and rest in peace

So goodbye. We're shutting it down

And now we're prowling niggas from alleys

Cloning our sound, we found your town

Now is you ready for the war?

Cry loud and go

Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep

And even oppose and order them hoes

Gonna flee with me?

Bitch, fuck with me then see that

My little aliens, yeah

We come to your city. Can they really

Put it on down with the pistol?

Can you feel me, feel me?

Verse 2: Layzie Bone

They beat biters, dope-style takers

When I see you face-to-face

My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater

You niggas ain't Bone, you clone

You wrong. What the fuck?

You niggas ain't thinking

What's the consequence?

Now I'm 'bout to get

Real deadly. Ready for the war

When we just start bombing shit

Trying to cop my click?

Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?

Now it's time to make you feel the pain

Wanna test my everyday thang?

I aim straight for your temple

It's really that simple when I seen it splatter

Had I even killed one of you clones

Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter

Scattered. Run for the border

Your career is getting shorter

Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya

Mo Thug Records taking over

I told ya. Soldier man your post

Better cover your coast and lock all entries

If one of my sounds is off in your town

Then it's going down by the means infantry

Instantly finna be World War 3

If you fucking with my family jewels. You fools!

You niggas break golden rules

Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

Them niggas going platinum every time

I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?

It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die

I jump in my Five Double-O

If you got it, better flaunt it

I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks

And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it

Come get it. And while you're rapping

On your song, just remember no pretenders

Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!

Chorus: Krayzie Bone

I hope you realize that you ain't Bone

You ain't Bone

Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?

Nigga, you ain't Bone

Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)

To let 'em know that we're charging

Clones pay

Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)

To let 'em know that we're charging

Clones pay

Verse 3: Bizzy Bone

Straight from the corner and I'm a thug

All my diamonds

I bet you wanted to stop my shining

Didn't we warn you, nigga?

The sign. See? Blinded

Run but they finding

Me in my Double-big-Five-O

And critical with a pistol

With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll

Serve you. Heard my words

Are satanic and wishful

Then see you all get pissed off

My generals need no horse

We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks

With beams, and TNT

Nigga roll with me

Burial. Fuck the world!

When I deal, hope I repented

'Cause if the world I resented

It just might catch me up in heaven

But I'm a work this earth til it hurts

Gotta done make the worse

All the way through trial

I'm back in the court for some dirt

Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm

I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse

And at them bullshit awards. But they told me

I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick

Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands

Fuck with it. Put it on your Grammy

Even my mammy's scared to tell. And

Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary

Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me

Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone

Verse 4: Layzie Bone

These niggas wanna erase me

'Cause they can't face me

Crash collide with the niggas that hate me

Fucking with the real, y'all see how the fake be

Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety

Make me reach for my pistol and pop it

Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him

Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy

On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies

I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed

I grieve for the war. What's next?

It's all about respect, bitch nigga

I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else

To the end I'm steady flipping

Fucking the world til they give Bone props

Nigga, you got knocked on blocks

With rocks, beat down by the cops

And it still don't stop. Glock Glock

I'm grinding, steadily climbing

To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?

Off in my prime it's all about timing

As I look at my shit make history

No mystery. Mistook and, nigga

That eight-time platinum real

How do you feel to the thugs appeal?

Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal

Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga

Go round-for-round with the best

Nigga, step up and meet your death

Fucking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh

Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on

Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone

Chorus 2x

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