Bone Thugs-n-harmony - No Surrender lyrics

No surrender. No surrender. Bizzy: My n***a just entered your business, so can I get a witness? Can you duck? f** the po-po, pow. Startin' to kick this, gonna get my sh**, and then you f**ed up. Me buck. Me bang. n***as ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs. Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim, come again, now. They drop down when I'm off the block. f** them cops. Me and Krayzie runnin' through the Boneyard, daily. Gotta give 'em up to the glock-glock, so I can serve me thugs and maintain to the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs. Long live the dope game, and it won't end ya, as long as my n***as remember: no pretender. Get right up off the Clair, n***a, f** it. No surrender. No surrender. Layzie: Not wantin' the copper to hit me, a lick up, found me a victim to stick up, pick up, rollin' the nine-ball, slippin' that's why me trippin', bloody victim, get him when the time calls, dog. Take two-eleven, bailin', thuggin', knowin' these n***as well, then Bone's f**in' with the hoes, here comes them po-pos. n***a, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on. Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on. Jump outta the hottie, move me body, hittin' them cuts and trails, runnin' like we lunatics, gotta make it back to (?). Escape and eludin' the chase, buckin' me gauge, so n***a, remember: me k**a, me no surrender. Me k**a, me k**a, me k**a . . . No surrender. | Wish: Puttin' me on my knees, tellin' me move and I'm dead, 'cause I'm k**in' all your b**hes, turnin' them blue suits red. And then I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that b**h up, because I know that's where y'all b**hes is bound to meet up. Cop k**as, all up in they chest, and I know what to do with that vest, man. Twenty-two shots. I k**a. You don't want to f** with Bone, n***a. And it really ain't sh** to pu1l a trigger on a copper, 'cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down, 'cause I'm goin' down poppin'. So muthaf** all coppers. Let me catch you slippin', n***a, bet I pop ya. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Krayzie: Ya better believe it's judgement day. So, n***a, just throw your pumps up in the air. Now k** 'em, k** 'em copper, like ya just don't care. When they come, they come creepin'. Me peepin'. Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin', put 'em in deep in gutters. Me keepin' 'til a me rich and gotta get mine, every time. This'll be over in nine nine, so, n***a, get down for the crime, gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line of fire. With thugs when I be slangin' my d**, tryin' to cuff me and my n***a boy, gotta rip them guts, and lay your head in blood. Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a n***a. b**h, remember: me k**a. Me no surrender. Me no surrender. n***a, me no surrender. Me no surrender. Don't make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. Don't make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. No surrender.