[Layzie Bone:]
East nineteen ninety-nine my n***as...
[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
Thinking bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little n***a on the grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime
With two in here, steady stacking my ends
Putting my serve down on the Clair 9-9
Hitting up the Graveyard Shift with real
Little Will, Big Wally and Wish Bone
Little Wally high rollerz and he wonder why n***as so strong
Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love
Kept a n***a on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang
Gotta make a grand at least daily, man
Them Cleveland hustlers never no busters thug to the heart
We n***as from the land fool, and the old school
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
f**ing with Trues rest in peace
My little n***a Ripster stress that Bone luv
Smoking on bud, cause a n***a Mo Thug
Calling up my n***as when it's time to nut up
In the 9-9 n***as gonna drop to the number one with your gun so run, run
Cleveland is the city where a n***a come from
Slanging them dum dum dum dums
[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
n***as it's going down, up in the C-Town
Get em up with the thug and the n***a with the bud, got the fifth of Rose
'Fore the liquor store close, hit em up with the forty reasons
n***a roll up the Buddha
Smoke it all up n***a, don't stiff on the reefer
Mo running up outta the club with this
Plus I got hydro and this sh** is creeper, creeper
Strip as you hear the double Glock Glock
Widda me rocks co*ked sweating me bad
Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop Glock top
Hit the body and the bullsh** stop
Whenever them troubling us
Where the po-po n***as roll solo, split up and swerve
Krayzie take caution, take out my yayo and tossed it
Send em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping up in the land my n***as is crazy
Me slanging with nuff and me bang on the block
And n***a this daily
Who the n***a with the 12-gauge, pump
Mr. Sawed-Off Leatherface so you betta pray
Eternally thugsta
East nineteen ninety-nine
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the Glock
Pump blast fa the cash
Then I mashing with gas gotta dash away from the cops
Not letting no pause, steadily flipping up rows
Ripping up flesh with six fours
That's that thugsta, yes I pump slugs
And I be dropping em off in dumpsters
f** them po-po, all a dem bodies we burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll never learn
Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm
When I'm on a mission for my set-ty
Pick up my n***as be peeling out with me
Roll up me window, me wind blow f** up my indo, I'm an enemy
Even when the barrels of me 12-gauge are empty
Me scandalous n***as are pon de loose
But it's no f**ing with the family
Now feel it n***a understand me
Much love much bud for them St. Clair Thugs
East nineteen ninety-nine is where you'll find me
Slanging them motherf**ing d**
[Verse 4: Flesh-N-Bone]
Dun dun leaving the n***as to co*k it pop widda me gun
They know that me nodding they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving em hung, breaking, faking
You studio gangsta b**h, trick
n***as'll get beat
I'm handling the sh** and I split in the midst of the darkness
Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be running a ho check
Betta check your Rolex
Ya timed now fa giving up respect
To them S-C-Ts from C-L-E the scandalous n***as that dwell
Hell off'a the forscythe and bail
Leaving a trail a the bloody victims
The fifth 'a Dog mauling em all, never them catch me slipping
As if and if and they find
They may give me time instead a me tripping
We flipping the scripts on ova
See the Bone a be neva sober
n***as told you, triggas showed you
East nine-nine, five soldiers
[Verse 5: Wish Bone]
Wanna run red rum try to run and get away
But it's just too late
Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck
Betta guard that f**ing face
Dumping them slugs on you fools
Rolling with me Trues, drinking brews
Don't start no sh** we come equipped
So n***as stay cool, one eighty seven
You think that you going to heaven
Put slugs all up in that chest and
To hell is where you be dwelling
Popping a clip in them bodies me dumping
Watching you fall to the pave
Wid me nine milli pumping
Putting them bodies all off in them graves
[Bone Thugs]
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run
East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine
East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine
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East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine
East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine
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East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine
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