Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Follow

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs n Harmony

A yo we ain't always been accepted like this till (listen to the wind blow)

A nigga got that Grammy

Open the door nigga,

Bone Thugs got a story thats similar to Mike Jones

You can ask my homies

Im member back in the days they didnt want me

Now I blew up they all on me

They smiles phony

It's hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake

They tryna eat out of your plate

And you can't get a break

Now how much can you take

For heaven's sake

I can't wait they gone be

(listening to the wind blow)

[Krayzie Bone]

Sitting back blowing on indo

Waving with my middle finger hanging out the window lets roll

Get your motherfucking hand out my pocket

Now they wanna be with a nigga

Feel like we partners

Nigga we was looking for a deal and you dodged us

Never did call us

Where was your promise?

But now we riding by

(listening to the wind blow)

[Wish Bone]

Nigga to the real to the sets

When it comes to the streets

Living peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghetto

Give all peace won't let is go

Say we wouldnt make it

Now we some of the greatest

Bumping through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo

[Chorus x2]

You dont love me now

And youll never love me again

(You can't) you can't say it

You would never break the chain

Never break the chain

[Layzie Bone]

For true thugs from the double glock

A nigga ready to rumble

When trouble nocks

To one way tickets straight off the block

We gonna this pay

You all niggas just watch

All eyes on me

Like my name is Pac

Fucking hip hop clock

Gotta pass the glock

Taking drastic shots

Till these bastards stop

When the casket drop

I be mashing out

In brand new drop top flying nigga

(listening to wind blow)

[Krayzie Bone]

Killing them niggas with an automatic weapon

When they step up

they get hit up wit the AK-47

Anybody tryna git the motherfucking blessing

They better not mess with mine 'cause I'm telling

Any you niggas run up again

That it ain't no pretending go for sin you're gonna git in

Boy you better listen listen listen

(listening to wind blow)

[Wish Bone]

If you get a change of foot

Inch for inch

You better do it do it

Grab the game

Do it to it

Chase to chase

But still hood

Live it or love it

Dummies of the rocks

Duck up out of my hood hood hood

[Chorus x2]

(Murder) mo murder them all [x4]

[Krayzie Bone]

? The wind blow

Never see me 'cause I get ghost

So a nigga never get close

I go fast or slow

No matter the tempo

Murder the instrumental

Murder the rhythm

I ride to the rhythm of murder

It's murder

This lyrical venom I serve a

Gone kill um at minimal murder

Nigga burn some some

Stick wit rans that's that cash

Nigga you better learn some (some some)

We got the hood hot lock

Even got the burbs bumping bumping

They probably tryna get in

Dont nobody wanna be left in the wind

[Layzie Bone]

Uh-oh

Niggas thats not tryna listen to Bone

The early bird get the worm

Take the game by the throat and squeeze

Till the motherfucker broke believe

It's murder we wrote

It's dope that we serve on the curb to the booth

These niggas dont feel it 'cause we spit the truth

Ain't never no fake and they got me to prove

Haters just hate and we do what we do

Let um talk to you in the face

Only because we blew up in they face

If was Bone hurting

If that was the case

Ill probably go loco and catch me a case

Nigga just move and give me some space

When I let the wind blow in my face

Nigga dont quit till I finish the race

Number one is the place

[Chorus x2]

[Krayzie Bone]

Now we riding by [x4]