Y'all know who y'all are when y'all tried that. What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original? We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always, and ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me Would you look into my eyes? And I'm referrin' to all of y'all bitches. Harmony smooth with the thug shit, mo murda to the fools that clone. But a y'all fin to get stomped, let 'em loose. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me Could you tell me what you see? Pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders. And a nigga wanna test, catch slugs, put 'em in the mud. Nigga, nothin' but the love of bud that we brought to the table. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me. Testo Look Into My Eyes. It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga. All of the heavens gonna be rulin' trues, when He come.
I toast to them thugs. Would you look into my eyes? Fuck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards. Lyrics powered by LyricFind. My gang, you know me. Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone shit?
My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas. Homies got mo' love. Now, look into my eyes, bet you see a realer killa thug puttin' it down with. Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain. GUILLEN, L. Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group. Ridin' through the days of the stormy weather. I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go.
Don't crash, collide, lock up with the enemy. It's all in your mind, but in time, you'll find we as real as we speak. The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up. And that's just like a nigga wanna take all the credit. Nigga, we can't have that.
Pure devotion, freely spoken, baby. And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck. And when I see you, bitch, I'm goin' in your pockets double-time. I bet it didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, kid. True to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river. I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros, and make friend of foes. And they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh. Comin' through the door with my militia, why do they bring big niggas? Fully automatic when we let 'em lay.
Come and get some pap, pap. And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that. Now, buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em. Ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes out. Come on, now, put them to rest. We won't be losin', provin' 'em wrong.
Shit down in the industry, nigga, can you bite that? And it's war when you craft these Bones we can get it on. Five niggas loc'd out with the roughness, nigga. All I see is this soldier, pistol in holster, givin' you the most. 'cause when you're fuckin' with Bone, we sendin' 'em home in a bodybag. What's worse, tellin' people you made the style we put down three fuckin' years ago.
Fuck 'em all, if I can't get my respect. Get down, Leatherface. " Could you tell me what you see? Uh-huh, hey, we murder muthafuckas in a deadly way -.
I figured this platinum got you actin' like you got to be me. Givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'. Wij hebben toestemming voor gebruik verkregen van FEMU. Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is all mine. Writer(s): HOWSE STEVEN, HENDERSON ANTHONY, ISLEY MARVIN, ISLEY RUDOLPH BERNARD, JASPER CHRISTOPHER H, ISLEY RONALD, ISLEY ERNEST, MC CANE BRYON, ISLEY O KELLY, SCRUGGS CHARLES
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