All Original

[Krayzie] (Flesh) Better not be so quick test us (May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay) Cause we'll come to kill ya, now We'll kill ya, now [Krayzie] Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, dig that And still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas In my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No, I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times You didn't think I'm one to follow what they say "Oh, my!" but check it out, though I done made enough money to buy me up a lot of weapons, y'all And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga So paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he look at my size Then they figure they gon try me Like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin' Or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin' Fuck 'em, I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate And say that we ain't true to what we say But then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate We bang them fuckin' brains (we bang them brains) But then, we switch subject And fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals So here we go, got a gun - should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm so full anguish Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it But they can't get the hang of it Yeah Chorus [Flesh] Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time That they shot a nigga straight to the temple Done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin' Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again Here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday So say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle Roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for life If you pull a shyste off to the fiends Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect Cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark And I sped off with the quickness, strikin' Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug And they thought that I bruise easily Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em) Most of what goes around, comes around Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun They change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude Chorus [Layzie] Nigga, let me in Double Glock and never about to change, man To the temple I aim and claim to gain control Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll Put some pressure on these hoes that, yo They pose as foes, gotta let 'em know Got a nation of my niggas out to back me Got another nation--killas out to try to jack me Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps And a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it Sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it Givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit Because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel But I bet that after all of y'all fall That the faker's gonna perish in the fire Dip, and you know when I'm rollin' I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on [Wish] Let me up in here and kill 'em Feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong? Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow We shoot 'em up, buck Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em And biters, everytime I see you on T.V It makes me feel good Cause I know when we run up on you You'll see we, we gotta get paid good Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty Bone in harmony, we hungry Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz Should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original (all original) [Krayzie] (Flesh) Better not be so quick test us (May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay) Cause we'll come to kill ya, now We'll kill ya, now