Song: Da Introduction Artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Lyrics: Don Davis, Tony Hester, DJ U-Neek, Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone & Bizzy Bone Composer: DJ U-Neek
Ha ha ha hah ha ha ha haa Right back at your motherfuckin' ass Comes those real true thugs Straight out the Double Glock Puttin' it down for the motherfuckin' Land Takin' no shorts, no losses Puttin' it on you jealous, bitch made, playa hating-ass niggas You betta tell 'em what's real, bitch Takin' over the shit in the '9-5 I bring to you the one and only... Bone Thugs-N-Harmony (Nigga, this St. Clair, this St. Clair, this St. Clair...)
Yeah, nigga
Execution double nine style Steadily fillin' them bodies underground
It'll be all about that yayo bank roll Better make that money man, dead wrong Put it on the low, but I beat up hoes And I peel 'em and bang Gotta get them demons off me Creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul And sleepin' ain't good to go now when I'm alone I don't doze, I never watch the door Bet I won't be slippin', sleepin' Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of 12-gauge shells Bloody me smell 1-8-7 and the 2-11 12-gauge and the AK-47 spray Lil' Ripsta kill 'em now Put 'em off in the grave, daily With a slug stuck all up in ya Well, I roll with realer niggas Pop pop drop to the sound and to ground Lit 'em up to kill ya
Them St. Clair thugs, we love When they pumpin them slugs, now what See the blood from the scum When I dug them enemies deep in the mud, they drugged I run with them Trues, snooze, you lose And left in the alley floor fucked up What's up with them shoes? Ooh, they new So we runnin off with my dog's Chucks Bust a left on the block, and what'da ya know? Oh, no, the po-po--they follow Copper gotta see the nigga layin' behind us still But nigga remember my motto Me no surrender, gotta get away hit the fence with the quickness Hit the other side and I swang to the right Runnin' through the cut, hit '95 Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill Gotta make ah mil but ah nine kick off for real Nigga drop that bill or I pop my steel Ain't no competition don't fuck with my clique When we stickin' and lickin' them pockets Thuggin' with ah thug nigga smokin' blunts 'Cause nigga you know when my pockets get right I'ma run and get ah sack and come choke with y'all, y'all
Now you fuckin' with these thuggish killers Creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride Gettin' high off Thai My niggas in the Land got Glocks for days on the 9-9 But I kill 'em all, dog Bed make as they fall with the 12-gauge be bustin' on niggas So what now? Come, nigga, get buck, pow And not only that, get shut the fuck down And I'm talkin' 'bout niggas that wanna contend with the thugstas Some nigga done fucked up Never no playa haters in the clique's allowed And we never no bustas Never catch a nigga sleep Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland dwell Daily collectin' me mail And I meet you in hell if all else fails, oh well
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Ha ha ha hah ha ha ha haa Right back at your motherfuckin' ass Comes those real true thugs Straight out the Double Glock Puttin' it down for the motherfuckin' Land Takin' no shorts, no losses Puttin' it on you jealous, bitch made, playa hating-ass ni
