KRAYZIE BONE

KRAYZIE BONE - Get'chu Twisted (Remix) lyrics

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(feat. Wish, Layzie and Bizzy Bone (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony))

Guess who's back??

[Chorus x2]

Let me get ya twizted man

(Gimme some Hen', gimme some gin)

Let me get ya twizted man

(Gimme some Hen', gimme some gin)

Let me get ya twizted man

(Gimme some Hen', gimme some gin)

Let me get ya twizted man

(Gimme some Hen', gimme some gin)

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

You see me hittin the ground runnin'

At hundred miles and still gunnin'

I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it

I hit 'em with the flow that'll get me paid

Money, at the same time in the game ya can't touch this

Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish

I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged)

Pull up on 'em and I buck it, bust it

Lyrical killa to get dusted (dusted!!)

I can tell how you bite my style, you been eatin' good

But I'm finna shut 'em all down (all down)

All y'all fall dow, Mista Sawed Off, raw dawg

I'm tellin' y'all now (y'all now)

Y'all better get ready for Ball'R Records and ThugLine

Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme

They don't really wanna get it on

They don't wanna see the Bone, Bone

We can take it to the middle of the floor yo, harass them niggaz

Get up in 'em like the po-po's, Still flow so cold

Krayzie's tecs are blazin' at ya, Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha

Shots will drop ya, fade ya proper

Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill y'all"

Make a mill with my real dawgs

Where the down niggaz, I don't feel y'all

Gotta kick it with the trill always, gotta chill with a ill squad

That'll really feel y'all, y'all, y'all

Bone still doin' it to 'em

No matter who in the room or who in the build'

No matter who close the show

You ask the party people who stole the dough, they know

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]

Roc the mic' giving the people what they like

I've be struggling hustling trying to make it right most all of my life

And when I can put 'em next to 5-0 It's just like gambling dice

7-11 Y'all better be ready this is Bizzy The Kid I'mma be here all night

no matter what I'mma still support you whenever you're ready

Let's rock the world!Better believe I'mma fight for the money

Yes I'm ready to die?Yes sir!

You don't want me to make it on my way

Better beware!Get up out my Way

I said We distribute the product and move it like Nino in here

I push the burb!Come on up fast I pump I dump out

Never been no chump!I crunk out!And I really want so lets snatch it!

That's how I run mine!I'm running fast past that gunline!

Busting that gun.What?One time (yeah)

Keeping it gangsta for all of my life is a danger sometimes

Blaze the flame and make your paper!We Bone Thug 'til we die

Better support it and if you don't when you see me just pass me by!

Hell of a pride!Hard pray, And I'm trying to be calm payed

and I'm trying to be on par when satan comes up on my way!(Hey)

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Wish]

Now I'm feeling like a thug doing flowing and singing

no matter what bring it's ball with no flaws

Better handle it y'all!

We the niggaz that changed the game

we the ones who be screaming "thugstas" and on the mic

Yes we murda flow!Don't want it but let it go!

Believe me assist guard!You straight from the hood

Good!Im thug, we in every hood

Down where he roll none they don't roll none

'cause we get the crack and get the pap and they gon' run!

I'm up early to get my hustle on

later to get it strong and I'm gone

Gotta tell another mill for real then I'm feeling

like anyday now I'll just kill something

'Cause you know that money

won't you take a bunch of it!-I gotta keep us some money

for my niggaz that's thirty

They will let you get away then anyway your lucky

We can do it like the thuggish ruggish, boy

Then y'all bitches over here better show some love

Most niggaz that scream y'all better straight behold

But it's real over here beat it like it's cold

When you see I'm hot yes I'm holding

Even when I'm rocking and rolling

Won't get away with these when it all goes down

be the first nigga cocking and gunning

Nine milli will reach yaaa!

They all fall down and their shots'll get'chaa'!

at you now to what it'll lead yaaa??

Now they're all fucked up!How ya niggaz like that stack

[Chorus x1]

[Verse 4: Layzie Bone]

SO you want to get twisted, lifted?

I'mma show you who's the realest

In the city of the thieves we're the real cap peelers

Better get back niggaz!We did slap niggaz

When it comes to figures, I'm a go-getter

Hitting around steady when pushing my line

When he hanging on the Ave. nigga looking for crime

Ain't worrying about beef but I carry a 'Nine

I'mma put it on your mind

when I'm flipping my mind!Yeah!Yeah!St-Claire

Playa with the keys to the city you can call me the mayor

If you're talking about pity like this ain't fair

do I care about you lames?Better beware!

Ain't goin nowhere; still right here

Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh

Money on the wood make the day go good

Drop it like it's hot, we'll he who's the best

Yes!I must confess: I'm a cold blooded nigga, man

Show me if you've got some game

I'mma show you how to get some chains

Still the fact remains we let some hang

Bone will murder your clique

Hit 'em again and again with a bottle of hen

off the rip we murder them quick

twist 'em up like a pretzel

with the automatic weapons we let it go

when we get it we get it!You better get on my level

I'm a Bone Thug rebel and I'm ready for trouble

Twisted up like the devil

devil twisted up like some foul wheat

Got beef in the streets you can't hide, see

Twisted like screws and ??

[Chorus x2]

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