Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Eazy-E - BNK lyrics

Killa, killa, killa, killa
Killa, killa, killa, killa
Killa, killa, killa, killa
Killa, killa, killa, killa

Black nigga killa
Hate brought death around the block
As the hollow points bust
Through the punk's back
Raising cain feel no pain as I penetrate
Nigga five deep as I strike at a quick pace
I got the evil of my dead
Nigga trapped in my mind
So my soul is a threat to all mankind
Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature
Cause the streets of my
Neighborhood breed young hellraisers
A 30 yard 6 with the scope
I make a skinhead brain bust
All across the West Coast
Motherfuckers catchin heat, as I bring anger
And release more danger, from my chamber
The evil in my blood is possessed
So I creep low from the back slow
And push lead through that nigga's flesh
Ain't no hope
When every nigga wants to be the nine-milla
On the trigger, the black nigga killa

We be the mighty warrior, black nigga killa
What's up? You ready to die?
You think you can fuck with them Thug niggas?
C'mon tell me the truth
Nigga look in my eyes
Bitch we get live, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony nigga
Cleveland's thuggish ruggish niggas
Still down with the thug shit
Buck buck bust
Let 'em know we still run this bitch
Just like an assassin
Say nigga we nice but can get nasty
Get into war, what else can it be?
Nigga you know what we came here for
You know when we shot through the door
My niggas was serious, playin no jokes
Just cause I'm a rapper you
Thought it's for show?
Okay nigga let's see if this a real fo'-fo'
You thought we was studio, saw us on video
Seen us in person so here we go (here we go)
What is your problem? Here come the bullets
Better dodge 'em, I sneaks up we lodge 'em
Fuckin with killas
Nigga don't make me kill ya
Got a bodybag for any you
Bitches thinkin you real thugs

Say we some killers fo' sho' (sho')
Hit 'em up, hit 'em hard if you ready to roll
Niggas out tryin to fuck with us
But, I'm givin you one warnin, that's a no no
Cause, I got what you need, if you are ready
To die, to die, to die, nigga bye bye
Shots might be fired, yep, everybody gon' run
Naw, shootin at me, better hit me or one day
Fire! Here I come, come
And you don't wanna see we, like that (that)
Cause everybody pack guns
But Bone go pap pap (pap pap)
Really just out for the money y'all
Really won't hurt none of y'all
But playas went too far so I say fuck y'all
Fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters
All y'all, y'all, y'all haters

Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa

I'm servin these bitches daily
I'm a black nigga killa
That's what you can label me
Unfadable, see? You don't really
Wanna fuck with us
You can't touch us, you ain't able
Rest in peace
Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper
Niggas don't ever know what hit 'em
I split 'em and snatch they
Soul like the Reaper
Have you ever seen a killer
Dressed in a trench coat
Sold over a hundred pounds?
Rollin, downin a fifth of Rose when I stroll
And who wanna fuck with me now?
Lay 'em all down
When I creep through your town
And clown I bet you feel ah
This nigga behind the trigger, clack back
Stack, that black nigga killa

Cause dyin be easy
Nigga you know what Bone be sayin
Rollin with big guns, ain't no playin
Stayin down for the murda mo, slayin
Aw shit, just to let you know
Man that 187 for realer
We black nigga killas
And down to ride for E (E)
He'd a ride for me and that's
The way it's gon' be nWA nigga B-O-N-E
All around the world, most dangerous groups
Marchin like troops
Lace your boots, be ready to shoot
Cause if you ain't then a
Bullet might hit you
Picture yourself in a coffin
So stiff and cold, full of formaldehyde
Better scatter
Dodge 'fore this bullet lodged in yo' ass
Simply for the cash been around the world
Seen so many faces and so many places
Aced this game while they try to erase this
Daily basis, gimme my space, shit
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the
Air and holler "Mo!"
Could you do me that? And I'll hit you back
Little nigga just wanna know
Where my thugs at
Some at the track on the back oh, yes
Some niggas on corner 'round
Sellin that crack
Some of my thugs in the grave long gone
Lot of my niggas at home playin Bone
Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep
Makaveli, Biggie Smalls and Eazy-E
T-Rock got shot, T-Rock got shot
Lord bless his city, bless his city
That's why I shoot, shoot 'em
Up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
I shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, always
Nigga, always - that's why I shoot 'em up

Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa
Black nigga, killa killa killa killa