The Great White Hype movie - Shoot 'Em Up lyrics
rate meSong by Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony<br /><br>
[Hook: Krayzie Bone]<br>
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up<br>
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up<br>
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up<br>
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up<br>
Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya<br>
You know we know, you don't wanna roll<br>
Cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah<br>
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[Layzie Bone]<br>
Right off the jump, ooh, now I gots to let you know<br>
When you see me runnin' rollin' with them big shotguns,<br>
And we deep when we creep, never sleepin'<br>
And we droppin' them whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb<br>
Now, that you know like that<br>
These niggas come around, they don't know how to act<br>
In fact, I'm at the track in the back<br>
With a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good<br>
Red Dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that<br>
Bang or slang, now bail on over to your thugs<br>
So me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade<br>
We straight, get high, so high,<br>
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay<br>
Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation<br>
But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11,<br>
.357 Automatic weapons from my shelf<br>
These niggas wanna take my health and wealth<br>
Check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win<br>
You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen<br>
Now we in a red 500 Benz-o, we roll, roll<br>
Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock<br>
Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real<br>
Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners<br>
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[Krayzie Bone]<br>
Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all<br>
They fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah<br>
Niggas they get it then pissed off<br>
And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers<br>
They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh<br>
We got something to put you back into your truck quick<br>
Hey, that four-four magnum, gon' handle em'<br>
Ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat<br>
Execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth<br>
You plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me<br>
My nigga, we know what ya thinkin'<br>
Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me<br>
I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit<br>
That be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin'<br>
What have I got to make sure they lit him up good<br>
And you can still find me, where (You know we no bullshit)<br>
East 99, drug dealers and po-po, yeah that's St. Clair<br>
Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland<br>
You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'<br>
If somebody got beef, we got millions done made<br>
I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga<br>
We comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me<br>
(Any bodies) All those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room<br>
If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n,<br>
And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet<br>
I get plots on the riot riot bang<br>
That's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man<br>
Sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more<br>
You havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body<br>
Smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high.<br>
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[Wish Bone]<br>
Come on, come on, don't be shy<br>
Let's get high<br>
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[Krayzie Bone]<br>
We got that herb<br>
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[Wish Bone]<br>
If you want some, want some<br>
We got weed indeed, you need some, need some<br>
Ah, yeah I know this just might sound crazy<br>
But lately gotta roll with my gun<br>
Cause the haters they hate me<br>
Wanna hurt that nigga, Bone, niggas somehow, someway get paid<br>
And quit playa hatin'<br>
That buck to the bang, everything I got, I got 'cause we rhyme<br>
Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time<br>
And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you<br>
So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown<br>
Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey<br>
Blowin' up your face with your pistols<br>
And get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang<br>
Nigga wanna roll with Bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool<br>
Don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang<br>
All up in that body, got him, got him<br>
We won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time<br>
I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine<br>
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[Bizzy Bone]<br>
Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you loss<br>
And make it look to floss<br>
Let there be coffins for all of your offspring<br>
Now let there be coffins for all of your offspring<br>
For the police on the corner, creepin' up<br>
Here come them soldiers pullin' up<br>
Better watch one of them St. Clair niggas<br>
Put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya<br>
Really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit<br>
You runnin' with a gang of bitches for you<br>
Ready when I'm ready to do it you<br>
It in my thang but a buck, buck is small change<br>
It's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin'<br>
And the Bizzy maintain, nigga this the North Coast homie<br>
That city where the St. Clair niggas sell dope<br>
I hear police roll deep in the set, see none of us scared<br>
And we show that it's on, bitch, bang<br>
You feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch<br>
I done put it down with my click, and stood on my own,<br>
And kill flesh and I rest on the nine<br>
I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs<br>
And em' all niggas been anxious lil' Bizzy, but it's all good<br>
I still ball, and I know when ya roll<br>
I'm snatchin' your souls with the Bone<br>
We can show it, and since I'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer<br>
My niggas, I figured I'd let 'em all know it<br>
Playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think I'm scared<br>
You, dead wrong, did you think when I break you down.<br>
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[Hook repeated to fade]<br>
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