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Layzie
Where you from, nigg*? Straight from the muth*fkin' Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, and you fall ready to pop to the dome. Eternally, it's on. Yeah!
Straight Mo Thug nigg*, return from the Clair. Test this hustla--better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, nigg*, we told you. Bone be stalkin' sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Oops! I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. I crept and I came. that fell off, they thought they can hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fk with the chain gang. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion.
Krayzie Layzie
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. I swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Come swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim.
Bizzy
Pow, now Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muth*fkas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Be pap-pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darknessEast 99. Mine the thugs, I loves 'em. Heartless, yeah! Follow me, now, and ride. Follow me, come inside. You can run, but won't escape alive. So many tried, but died.
Krayzie
be runnin' and duckin' the bullets. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me (chase me), so me ready with-a-me gauge. Bang-bang! Put 'em in a coffin. Buck, pump. Dumpin' they bodies, come again. Dumpin' they bodies, murder them, who in they posse? Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swng. slang that 'caine and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth and now, nigg*, let's roll some s**t. Let's smoke. Out thuggin' for money, well d*mn, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. nigg*, me fked up now. Little Tommy screamin' out, "Six-five!" That's when-a-me jumped up. I'm out, now. Little nigg* playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Bill, Will, Rod J. nigg* need some weed. That's funny, I ain't got no money. nigg* put me down, swing to the bus stop. Swig some brews. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Four crazy with nothin' t
o lose.
Krayzie Layzie
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. I swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Come swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim. Pow! *2
Wish
Heeeeyyyy, now from the C-Town. We be down, thug know Strate came up. nigg*, wanna test? Must rest buckshots all in that chest, he's fked up. Killas for the nigg* that's real, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' fall. My Cleveland , what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Bang-bang if you have to. Beatin' down in any town. Now don't let me catch you. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday get beat down. Better think before you run up. I gun up. But I think he peeps game now. To the , there's just nobody fkin' with Bone. Swng with a click tight claim. It's on. Eternally flow style, nigg* that's Bone.
Krayzie Layzie
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. I swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Come swng with a click tight claim.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Swng with a click tight claim. Pow! *3