Blow You Away

[Intro] Yeah, it's Bizzy and Layzie Bone up in here dog (Gangster, I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) [Bizzy] Puttin' a pistol to my brain, one second before I squeeze since I'm A gangster, I'm a put myself on my knees, I'm to many suicide I'm Sick, of feelin' depressed, and I'm stressed out like a mothafucker I can't even rest, I smoke weed, drink liquor just to ease the pain They used to tell me that God was cryin' whenever it'd rain, I Grew up without my momma and my father, just me and my sisters, and They split us all up with the foster, I've been molested and I learnt About love, I don't respect women, now I'm just sinnin', nigga row I'm livin', how long may this survive like this, if it's Heaven and The Abyss you will fry to the crisp now drinkin', and drinkin' and drinkin' And smokin' and smokin' and thinkin' and thinkin' want a little bit More and more a my mind still slip a, it's ridical can't take it, come on Save me I'll take death everybody's so all worked up, Satan [Layzie] Ah shit, who put 'em in the wind, nigga better move I'm finna get started Little L-Burna from the "Land of the Heartless" strapped with a nine Don't make me spark it, you probably heard the news, if not you need To check it, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony done broke away from Useless Records We independent now, this shit ain't funny now, get so much money now When I'm runnin' away it's goin' down, roll or get rolled over partner Number 1, nigga that's my nine and when in stores ghetto boy nigga gimme Them all, that's my game, no disrespect but I run with the best of the Best, (Bizzy) from the north to the south, from the north to the south To the east to the west, some dead from west, nigga don't need no vest Don't stress, we want it all, and nothin' less, no nothin' less [Hook] We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) [Skano] It's the M-O... T-H... U-G's Skant Bone thuggin' everyday off in this Creek you know my brotha don't lip niggas yeah we partners in crime what Nigga wanna waste my time and steal my shine I'm comin' for mine, you Niggas be thinkin' you some gangsters y'all bitches a bunch of wanksters No killas, drug dealers, no felons, but snitches are tellin', all hardcore Criminals, you duckin' and runnin' now, a slug just hit you now you land Six feet up under ground, we just so scandulous, you bitches ain't never Can handle us, don't make me come back to church man your momma's cryin' she's Feelin' hurt, and now that's gangster, Little Lay be comin' with it, and If you thinkin' we playin' bitch, well come and get it [Layzie] See I didn't wanna do it but I had to do it, hell yeah Skano gonna pop The trunk Little Bizzy comin' through with the cap and the pump Little Melvin and Robert E. goin' done, buck these kill off it's all about us, come Around here these thugs gon' bust, ash to ash and nigga dust to dust and I will blow your soul away-e-yay [Hook] We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'll blow your soul away-e-yay-e-yay-e-yay) We gonna ride..