Songtext:
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Bizzy:
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a all'll be sprayed Follow the murderous gauge Follow me murderous ways Steadily
pumpin' must my killas peel ya Po-po was all I saw Pop, pop, outta the window We roll Lil' Ripsta realer off and better
often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs Slang on the darkside, man Bang on the darkside, man Outta the thuggish
ruggish city where-a we bail, when I went back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells You're bloody
murder murdered Comin' to serve ya, runnin' with gats and bats and balls, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll
Krayzie:
Krayzie's on, and I crept, and I came up Remember that killa, that nigga named Leatherface Now if you a thug, nigga, pick
up your pump and buck it Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it Nigga, we told ya be fucked up, and startin' this rap thang,
now Never takin' no shorts or losses, man--no way, no how--poppin' now I still be that thug and I doubt if I change my
daily thang Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas Beat 'em in gutters Me stick 'em
Me stuck 'em We murdered 'em every time, now Bodies be dug off in dumpsters--execution double nine style Hey, say,
give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low When the
po-po roll, that's when you lay low When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low
Layzie:
Nigga, you shoulda seen the Bone--they came and touched down Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me
hometown Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock, now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out We livin' like trues,
give it up to the bang, always stay down for my thang And I still remain the same, never gonna change Out my hood, I claim
Nigga done jumped in the game It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady Niggas still gotta watch his back daily,
even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid The buddah, it run me forever,
me blaze Thuggin' in my murderous ways Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray We shoot to this day [Gotta 'em,
killa] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played Bottom line, nigga And Cleveland in your face And nigga, we
rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game We crept and we
came
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Wish:
Bone crept and we came in the gang Bang Told ya, get down for them thangs, man, but Bone still kickin' with the same trues
thuggin' on the Glock-glock Ain't shit changed Buck 'em Fuck 'em Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta
Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit; Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West
Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you
would Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag Nigga, down for your cash Nigga, that's your life Nigga, it's like that
when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud,
gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke, me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to
your throat
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Flesh:
A nigga stay down for my thang, bang, sendin' them bullets up into the brains of the bustas Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us
We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses Nigga, the fifth dog Maintain,
swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I
put it down with Bone Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong On the ground, they lay, when I spray that chrome
Bullets--they fly Niggas--they die I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find
they time to grind Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains Bone
got a game, man We crept and we came
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Bizzy:
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a all'll be sprayed Follow the murderous gauge Follow me murderous ways Steadily
pumpin' must my killas peel ya Po-po was all I saw Pop, pop, outta the window We roll Lil' Ripsta realer off and better
often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs Slang on the darkside, man Bang on the darkside, man Outta the thuggish
ruggish city where-a we bail, when I went back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells You're bloody
murder murdered Comin' to serve ya, runnin' with gats and bats and balls, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll
Krayzie:
Krayzie's on, and I crept, and I came up Remember that killa, that nigga named Leatherface Now if you a thug, nigga, pick
up your pump and buck it Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it Nigga, we told ya be fucked up, and startin' this rap thang,
now Never takin' no shorts or losses, man--no way, no how--poppin' now I still be that thug and I doubt if I change my
daily thang Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas Beat 'em in gutters Me stick 'em
Me stuck 'em We murdered 'em every time, now Bodies be dug off in dumpsters--execution double nine style Hey, say,
give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low When the
po-po roll, that's when you lay low When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low
Layzie:
Nigga, you shoulda seen the Bone--they came and touched down Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me
hometown Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock, now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out We livin' like trues,
give it up to the bang, always stay down for my thang And I still remain the same, never gonna change Out my hood, I claim
Nigga done jumped in the game It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady Niggas still gotta watch his back daily,
even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid The buddah, it run me forever,
me blaze Thuggin' in my murderous ways Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray We shoot to this day [Gotta 'em,
killa] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played Bottom line, nigga And Cleveland in your face And nigga, we
rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game We crept and we
came
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Wish:
Bone crept and we came in the gang Bang Told ya, get down for them thangs, man, but Bone still kickin' with the same trues
thuggin' on the Glock-glock Ain't shit changed Buck 'em Fuck 'em Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta
Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit; Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West
Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you
would Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag Nigga, down for your cash Nigga, that's your life Nigga, it's like that
when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud,
gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke, me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to
your throat
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Flesh:
A nigga stay down for my thang, bang, sendin' them bullets up into the brains of the bustas Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us
We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses Nigga, the fifth dog Maintain,
swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I
put it down with Bone Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong On the ground, they lay, when I spray that chrome
Bullets--they fly Niggas--they die I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find
they time to grind Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains Bone
got a game, man We crept and we came
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Bizzy:
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily
Krayzie:
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
