"SHOW 'EM"
Bone Thugs~N~Harmony
BTNHResurrection
Bizzy [Layzie]{Krayzie}
Shit, who Bone Thugs? [Hell yeah Bone
Thugs.] Man them niggas broke up a long time ago. [Nigga what the fuck you talking bout?] Mmm hmm. [Shit Nigga] I'll tell you one thing…Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb
shit baby. [You right about that shit
right there.] You know, Is that right?
[Heh heh!] Nigga you gotta be
kidding me?… [What?] Nigga give me a drink!
(Bone Thugs) [Here nigga, here some Hennessy] Man, them niggas can't be
dying (Bone Thugs Negro) [Don’t know
where you are?] It can't be over! [It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin'
bout?] Nigga gimme a drink. And the haters can't stand it. They can't believe it. Bone Thugs-n-Harmony…[Ha ha ha, goddamn right
nigga!] Ruthless Records. [What, What] Rest in peace "Little Eazy Godfather". [Ooh-ee!] {Better call the police!} [Bone Thugs~N~Harmony, 2000
muthafuckas!] Our Father who Art in
Heaven, hallowed be thy name….
Bizzy
Will they prostitute me? Will they
prosecute me? Stay under
surveillance. Get out the county, this
nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry!
Loco niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch! Runnin' and we thuggin' it up. Look at a creepin' on ah come up. Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so
mysterious. How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up? Come kill me hater, murder with the AK. Play our, play our C-Town, all the way
through T-Town. Northcoast keep goin'.
Ready for the Midwest invasion, y'all niggas keep growin', but know that I know
we forsaken, (fuck…shit) some niggas can't take it, respect that. But we poets and if you don't squash it,
fuck some rap shit. I be on some many
Mack-your-ass attack shit. Ready to
back that. Now who rollin'? Bone!
Krayzie
Krayzie up in this muthafucka! Nigga
I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka until somebody dead! And even though niggas bomb back. Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart
attacks. Unload—Tat-tat-tat-tat!
Krayzie Bone never did roll with no hoes, (Hell naw) we lettin'
muthafuckas know. Everybody on the
floor! And this aint no gotdamn
joke! Nigga, break yourself or get
broke! All I want is the money, my cash
flow, and I'm leaving on the first thing smokin' out to Cleveland. We gotta get even. Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathin'. And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob
me. Nigga that can explain the reason
you fucked up, bleedin'. Never forgot
about guns, never forgot how to load ‘em, never forgot how to shoot ‘em. Always a thug nigga what? Fuck it, let's shoot up the club. If any of you niggas get pumped, thinkin'
you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped. And we goin' shut this whole thang down. Going out with a big
bang, pow! And that's how the thugs do
it. You know we get down and
dirty. Nigga, you know the story, don’t
make me, boil me. Let’s get ready for
war! Last year we was humble, nigga,
this year we heartless. So, any nigga
that want static, come meet us outside in the Yard, bitch!
Layzie
It’s a
hell of a job, when you marry the mob.
I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids. Never ever will I be a legal citizen
collectin’ my dividends ‘til the law ends, flossin’. Rollin’ in my Benz I go against the grain, see, we ain’t go
change! I take an eye for a eye. Either thug or you die, and I ain’t goin’
cry. Rock-a-bye-bye, nigga, die-die! Got a grudge against the judge, tryin’ to
lock up my thugs—wanna see us fall short.
Fuck it, I’ma blow up the court and show ‘em no remorse. Hit ‘em up with the C4, backdoor! Nigga, let Stack go! I’ma attack with rap and show the
crooked-ass law no love. Better let
Dawg loose (Got him, hold him up!) and on top of that, these niggas fuckin'
with cuz. All the real niggas in the
streets with heat—If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it! Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in
public! If you runnin’ for your
life. In hot pursuit and you got to
shoot to stay free, scream, “Murda on the government, take me! No surrender, no retreat!” Might as well say, “Fuck this rappin’,
what’s happenin'?” (Layzie) goin’ out
blastin’! I’m smashin’ on any
muthafucka who be thinkin’ they gon’ get they ass off without gettin’ a little
action. I crept and I came, down for my
thang, man. It’s a different game. Muthafuckas out callin’ my name, but I’ma
keep it the same. Figured I changed,
nigga, fuck the fame! It ain’t no
mystery about mine. Same little nigga
from the double-nine. Everytime, I
keeps it real, the shit you can feel, still to the bottom line
Wish
Aw yeah, I
hit 'em with the murda mo’. See ‘em,
better let it go! Bet they gon’ run,
run. Nine-millimeter—plus, I got a
nigga beat or when it ain’t enough—I got my shotgun! Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me? Y’all say you real, then we’ll see! Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop somebody, straight up lie for
me? There he go, now slowly approach,
start buckin' but baby, no kills. Hit
him low, we gotta get money so fuck it—just show him what’s real. 'Cause it's all about money, money,
yeah! Don’t get in my way! Fuckin’ with my money; ‘cause that could
surely get you killed. Better find
somebody to play with ‘cause I really ain’t out to play, bitch! Serious ‘bout mine ‘cause you’re runnin’ out
of time and talkin’ that shit'll get you touched, bitch! Now you know that we ain’t into that rappin’
back and forth on no song. Shit, like
we ain’t got nothin’ else to talk about but you on that hoe shit. There go Cleveland, lets get it over with.
Flesh
Get the fuck outta my
way! They say they move down and
side-to-side. I beg to part your
stupid-ass clean out my path, nigga, when the bullet blow! One bullet for this silly muthfucka! Your bloodbath, baby! Livin’ in the day that made me sick in the
head. So crazy, interrogatin’. So many haters aggravate, so Stack conveyed
and tossed grenades. You niggas wanna
be a T-H-U-G? Please, like me but can’t
see me. Finna roll like a fuckin’
hog. Muthafucka 5th Dawg is
definitely too damned greedy, sleazy.
So many hoes screamin’, bitch, skeeze me! Tease my nuts, get up on the thug stroll darlin'. Stack my dollars up to the ceiling. Nigga, when I'm mobbin', creepin’ through
the neighborhood robbin’, damn! It’s a man on the roof with a gun, better
run! It’s your chance. Runnin' through servin' a dum dum to
you. I'm a unique Bone Thug man. Stop wonderin' why did he leave that bloody,
dead body gone. The nigga thought he
could fuck with mine, but you’ll never find no others more like my kind! Gettin' hurt, my niggas willin’ to get down
and dirty, I don’t give a fuck! See the
villian trudgin’, nigga, peelin’ slugs!
A muthafucka here to show you who the realest thugs and that’s us—the
original thugstas. Subliminal criminal
way to kill an individual. Bone clone
niggas that thinkin’ that they invincible, but not a real, I'm here to let you
know, for sure, hoes!
Yeah niggas, (Yeah niggas) Bone back in the house once again, bringin’ y'all
niggas that real shit! (That real shit, real shit) Lil' Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
Krayzie, and that nigga Flesh! Wanna
say what's up to all them real-ass niggas out there feelin’ this thug shit and
fuck all y'all playa hatin'-ass, clonin'-ass, wannabe Eazy-E- Bone Thug/Mo
Thug-ass niggas! We told ya'll niggas
this shit was eternal. (eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal)