Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Die Die Die lyrics

Shut up niggashut the fuck up nigga
Here they comehere they come
Here they come niggaduck down nigga duck down

There they are

Shitcome on nigga come on
Nigga run for it nigga make

Freeze motherfucker!

Shit

I'm lil' ripsta, im

Leather face comin' to kill them at night

Die Die Die

So we buck them studio thugstas I'm

Willing and ready to ride

Pop pop
Droppin' them niggas with the Glock gun
Nigga, you best start run
Duckin' the shotgun
Leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya
You fuckin' with Bone you better
Believe we livin' like soldiers
We lovin' that thugsta shit so nigga just
Throw your pumps in the air
Then you pump pump put one in a
Coppa like ya just don't care
You don't wanna fuck with you don't
Wanna buck with a realer nigga
Better check my manuscript
Drugdealer, killa, cabbage peeler
Thug with Lil' Ripsta number one with
The gun come come get some
Senseless killa Fifth Dog and
Posse run get gone
Follow the Bone, my niggas strong
Leave 'em alone, trip, it be on
Creep up on one & you gone
And nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong so go on
Cause nigga the sawed-off ain't full of shit
Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man
They givin' me what me need man
When I light my blunt
Fold the niggas up in me hood
So when we smoke smoke smoke
Get paid good so we gonna blaze good
So come to The Land where
All the thugs be real
Them St claire niggas they ain't no joke
So catch a slug or chill nigga

I'm lil' ripsta, im

Leather face comin' to kill them at night

Die Die Die

So must we buck them studio thugstas I'm

Willing and ready to ride

Lie down with your hands behind your back

Naw bitch you lie your funky
Ass on the groundnow

This seemingly routine investigation
Had become a horrible nightmare

Running with gats and bats
So nigga don't test rest or
You get a peeled cap
Pap pap that pump better check that gun
For a nigga done get that skull cracked
Lil' Rip done rolled up
The bigger the nigga the
Quicker get showed up
Let's swerve to the burbs set up a hold up
So many bodies me blowed up
Nuts bucks and guts nigga mistakin'
Them balls for dogs
All niggas'll get mauled no thang to pick up
A pole & flip on all y'all
And I never hoe’d out
Especially when I’m rose’d out
Bet I bringin' in them guns run
A thug get low down
You don't wanna get nutted cause'
Nigga you gonna get bloody
Once you see the braids and skully
Cuttin' that throat when I'm
Rippin' up somethin' lovely
What is it in ya? deep in
The dead when we get fried
POD when I comes to ride
Creep but you sleep and then
Fall in the night
Once inside forgettin' about remorse
Your curse will ride
Cry now when you're ready to lie down
When I'm weak in a mental state
Somebody gonna die now
Meanwhile swerve to the burbs

Man he just all of a sudden
Just jumped out of a window
I didn't know what was goin'
On I'm just walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine
I was just walkin' by and all I seen was him
Jump when that lady yelled
(And that was it) I don't know?

Well I saw his wife begging him
And she said "don't jump" and he did

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem
That's all I could tell ya

All I seen was them put the
Lady in a police car
And take her I guess it was his wife