Posts Tagged ‘E. 1999 Eternal’
Krayzie & wish Them callin’ me mr. bill collector, needin’ me money, know he’s up tonight. Layzie & bizzy See niggas can’t stand us, so they label us scandalous. Krayzie & wish And if them runnin’ off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie & bizzy Nigga muthafucka po-po, gotta hit [...]
Read More >>
Krayzie [all] Doom, doom, doom, doom, killa, [bone] me killa, [bone] me killa. [bone*] drug dealer, scandalous, nigga, ‘lous nigga, ‘lous nigga. come and get me say me killa, me killa, me killa. gra Ger, scandalous nigga, ‘lous nigga, ‘lous nigga. caught ‘cha slippin’ so i had to put a slug up in your chest. [...]
Read More >>
Krayzie: Don’t niggas don’t wanna start shit. Buck, buck to the bang. Sendin’ bullets to the brain, nigga. Yeah. A nigga that always at my city with me, now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic? Nigga that thought he could bang. That nigga’s stuck. That nigga’s blasted. They got my man from [...]
Read More >>
Layzie: East Nineteen ninety-nine, my niggas . . . Think about back in the days when the year was eighty-nine. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin’ my crime with (two in here), steady stackin’ my ends, put my serve down on the Clair, Nine-nine. Hittin’ up the Graveyard Shift with Will, Lil [...]
Read More >>
All: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, killa. Tony Tone: If you’re down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let’s ride. Tony Tone roll with Bone on the darkside, but when you come just bring your guns with ya. If your a busta niggas gon’ have fun with ya. So, nigga, don’t get me [...]
Read More >>
Krayzie & Wish Them callin’ me Mr. Bill Collector, needin’ me money, know he’s up tonight. Layzie & Bizzy See niggas can’t stand us, so they label us scandalous. Krayzie & Wish And if them runnin’ off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie & Bizzy Nigga muthafucka po-po, gotta hit [...]
Read More >>
Bizzy: Shhh. Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga. Here they come. Here they come. Here they come, nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down. [Dogs barking.] Shit. Cop: There they are. Bizzy: Shit. Come on, nigga. Come on. Cop: These assholes are nothin’. Bizzy: Nigga, run for it. Nigga make– Cop: Freeze, [...]
Read More >>
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone. Tell me whatcha gonna do [now, tell me what . . .] when there ain’t nowhere to run, when judgment comes for you, when judgement comes for you? And whatcha gonna do [now, tell me what . . . ] when there ain’t nowhere to hide, [...]
Read More >>
Murmuring of courtroom.] Thug 1: Playa hatin’ ass muthafuckas, man. Fuck that. Man, put that shit out, man. Ain’t ‘posed to be smokin’ no muthafuckin’ weed in court. Man, what the fuck you doing? Elder Thug: Man, fuck that. Man, they got my nigga. Thug 1: Man, that shit ain’t even cool. Elder Thug: Support [...]
Read More >>
Bone thugs-n-harmony [birds singing. snoring. rooster crowing. alarm clock.] Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. it’s the first of the month, So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on. Krayzie: Hey, my niggas, we havin’ a wonderful day, and i won’t front [...]
Read More >>
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone. Tell me whatcha gonna do [now, tell me what . . .] when there ain’t nowhere to run, when judgment comes for you, when judgement comes for you? And whatcha gonna do [now, tell me what . . . ] when there ain’t nowhere to hide, [...]
Read More >>
Krayzie Don’t niggas don’t wanna start shit. buck, buck to the bang. sendin’ bullets to the brain, nigga. yeah. A nigga that always at my city with me, now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic? nigga that thought he could bang. that nigga’s stuck. that nigga’s blasted. they got my man from [...]
Read More >>
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. Wish: So if niggas be passin’ that weed on to them thugsta niggas from Cleveland, gonna smoke ’til it’s all gone. Now, we wanna bong, ’cause a nigga be creepin’. Called all my thugstas–all them niggas drank. Called all my thugstas–all them niggas smoke weed. Gotta get me some, now. [...]
Read More >>
Bizzy Shiiiit! Layzie Nigga, it’s the nigga’s night out tonight, nigga Wish Awwooooooo! Krayzie Keep hittin’ that reefer, sendin’ me straight to Heaven. [*4] Keep rollin’, smokin’, stay chokin’. All Buddah lova. Gotta learn to smoke the buddah. Bizzy I’m so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh. Krayzie Reefer really makes me happy. [...]
Read More >>
Continuous cocking of guns . . .] Ouija, are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now. Dear Mr. Ouija, Could you please tell me my future? Will I die of murder? Will I die of bloody murder? Come, come again. Will I die of bloody murder mo, bloody murder mo . [...]
Read More >>
Welcome to the darkside. Backwards (Shatasha): It’s the thuggish ruggish Bone . . . Eazy-E: Eternal. Eternal. Eternal . . . St. Clair, niggas [niggas, niggas]. [Laughing. Scream. Thunder.] Backwards (Bizzy): Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop before them buckshot blow. The Bone in me never no ho, [...]
Read More >>
Layzie East 1999 my niggas! Think about back in the days when the year was ’89. little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin’ my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin’ my ends, put my serve down on the clair 9-9. hittin’ He graveyard shift with real, little will, big wally, and wish [...]
Read More >>
Layzie Where you from, nigga? straight from the muthafuckin’ land of the heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, [and you fall] ready to pop to the dome. eternally, it’s on. yeah! Straight mo thug nigga, return from the clair. test this hustla–better not dare. we thug on the block, and distributin’ llello. little layzie [...]
Read More >>
Layzie: Where you from, nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin’ Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, [and you fall] ready to pop to the dome. Eternally, it’s on. Yeah. Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla? Better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin’ llello. Lil’ [...]
Read More >>
Bone come break ‘em down. Takin’ no shorts or losses, man. Layzie: I’m takin’ swig of the burb, word, downin’ my fifth and I swerve, drunk as I sit on curb. Get up to purchase some herbs to ease up my nerves, while a nigga got rocks to serve. Heard about thugs and hustlas, but [...]
Read More >>