my football field Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel But the q.b. don't stand for no quarterback Every word is like a sawed-off blast
treat 'em all the same, even the bad ones Go Magnum, rose gold chain, for show aim Four four Magnum, tell C and P when they done better blast 'em I
. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you Blast you, hit 'em up like 'Pac did Take
flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand cause I got tha gripping good delay If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass and then pass wit' tha very blast
peace treat, nigga ain't no love. Ain't no way in hell, you'll buck with B.G. Knocc Out, Flesh, and ah Mo' Thug, str8 up.(Chorus) B.G. Knocc Out-Verse
of me They don't compare to me Never gonna get ahead of me Money the mission, it better be Livin' my life heavenly These streets is watchin' me, studyin' B
like, I flip it nigga got me bent And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders and y'all ain't Bone B B O B the bad boy of the Bone I'll be
[Intro: Krayzie] That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthaf**ka Nigga, duce double 0 duce Lay, B, Wish Flesh (Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug
there -Wish Bone- Relivin' the psychopath And down with tha buckin' blast, and takin' my chance Cause when you get near my Sawed Off Who gon' be rest, to pass the blast
(bun b) I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin Had to find my place But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue Had to dodge a case
nigga, smash through niggas Don't make me upstrap and blast you niggas Once again, it's only, its a must that I do it Lock you in my scope and blast your
[b-legit] I flip, make hits, and stick like peanut butter Five g's to the homie my money he didn't stutter The gutter with the gats, fuck that, we need
Mikey woke us up when he beeped us Said he found some dope, not only dope but it was cheapest Gave me the numbers, I said "Yo B My nigga Mike done found
[verse 1] [k.b.] As I proceed to give your ass what ya need A straight guerilla, that hit these niggas for the scrilla The wig spliter, I cock this 44
they tote the heat, they quick to clap they guns In interviews be braggin bout the crack they slung But when it's war, these cowards never blast, they
Yo Pop Let's jump in the fight game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with
got to have it When hitin' licks I'm a savage, you hoes is plastic I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass Slowin' me down gets you blasted For your