Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Let the Law End

The Art of War [World War 2]
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Альбом: The Art of War [World War 2]
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[Krayzie] Fuck 'em, let the law end 'Cause we simply get the raw end Coffins open, dump 'em all in Nine millimeters, three-eighty's You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis Let us begin with bullets Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison And let 'em come with us - retaliation We come and blast 'em with leather masks on Let loose [Wish] You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair These niggas is killas, try to feel us Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland We steadily creepin' on ya And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck with Bone Let loose [Layzie] Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka pull it Then he better shoot Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler Bailin' through the Land equipped When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it Jump off in my hottie Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah [Bizzy] When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge War anytime I roll Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours Expect the four nigga ring yo doors And don't you diminish Til I finish you with it or you would missed it On the hit list, couldn't resist it Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it To the po-po, you know; Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go Lurk, better searchin' all the doors Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of) [Krayzie] Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen Depend on me, let 'em leave Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game But I love the way the thugstas stay And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war Muthafucka done rocked the boat And we nigga fin to even the score Nigga drank to much, took to much No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me Never gonna catch me, catch me I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me 'Quicker the copper The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya We shot ya We shot ya Hey, my niggas boxed ya [Flesh] My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin' Pac got his got headlight ahead of me Keep me raw, and fuck it, let the law end Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit And never seen us shoot If I could be the 187 on you Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on For the next that get wrong Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect Then sleep with the rest Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex Think it no thang for me get with you All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig Your brain gon' hang [Krayzie] Fuck 'em, let the law end 'Cause we simply get the raw end Coffins open, dump 'em all in [Repeat to end]
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