Head Over Feet
Bone Thugs N Harmony lyrics
Bone Thugs N Harmony lyrics
"Shots 2 Da Double Clock Lyrics"
My Heart Still Beats Lyrics
You're holding me I close my eyes You whispering I start to cry You feel so good So beautiful For as long as you live Don't let me go Just hold me Touch me
Ooooooooooooo....killa(x2)
If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when you come just bring your guns witcha
If your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same
Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one
Mo thugs whats up nigga get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch
Nigga don't test my hood
A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga
Diggin'
And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with
Them niggas off the 9 9
The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair
Mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya
For actin' like somebody never told ya
So off we go, to the bloody row
Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine shot
Givin' props to the double glock
Dfw Lyrics
Your gonna miss me little darlin'....the day that I'm gone Your gonna miss me little baby....the day that I'm gone Cause I'm leavin' in the mornin'....Won't be back at all
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Pump pump when I let my shell down
Hit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash
Ya reach for the gauge and mash
Yell out 187 and blast
Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked
You feelin' up right for the bone yard
Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift
Then comin' up blow your whole card, bitch
Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them chop chop's
We rippin' them guts wi
You're holding me I close my eyes You whispering I start to cry You feel so good So beautiful For as long as you live Don't let me go Just hold me Touch me
Ooooooooooooo....killa(x2)
If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when you come just bring your guns witcha
If your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same
Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one
DROP ON DOWN AND COVER ME Lyrics
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Mo thugs whats up nigga get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back
Killin' I'm buckin em down, I wish ya would
Try to get some, redrum, bitch
Nigga don't test my hood
A first degree murderin' wig splitta, grave digga
Diggin'
C'?Tait Notre Histoire Lyrics
C'est pas la peine de faire les fiers On va pas jouer au plus fort Pas la peine de croiser le fer J'ai plus envie de faire d'efforts Apr?s tout ca, apr?s nos guerres Qu'est-ce qu'il rest
a ditch, puttin' a bitchC'est pas la peine de faire les fiers On va pas jouer au plus fort Pas la peine de croiser le fer J'ai plus envie de faire d'efforts Apr?s tout ca, apr?s nos guerres Qu'est-ce qu'il rest
And them snitches in the pit, so don't fuck with
Them niggas off the 9 9
The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair
Mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya
For actin' like somebody never told ya
So off we go, to the bloody row
Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine shot
Givin' props to the double glock
Dfw Lyrics
Your gonna miss me little darlin'....the day that I'm gone Your gonna miss me little baby....the day that I'm gone Cause I'm leavin' in the mornin'....Won't be back at all
>
Pump pump when I let my shell down
Hit a nick nack gimmee the goodies and nigga me dash
Ya reach for the gauge and mash
Yell out 187 and blast
Nigga don't test nuts your luck's fucked
You feelin' up right for the bone yard
Thuggin' off with the graveyard shift
Then comin' up blow your whole card, bitch
Scandalous niggas, dwellin' the Clair be servin' them chop chop's
We rippin' them guts wi