Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - No Surrender lyrics
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - No Surrender lyrics]
My nigga just handle your business
So can I get a witness?
Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow
Startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit
And then get you fucked up
Me buck me bang niggas ain't
Talkin' 'bout them thangs
Thugs remain, hang
Swang with a click tight clan come again
Now they drop down when I'm off
The block fuck them cops
Me and Krayzie runnin' through the Boneyard
Daily gotta give 'em up to the Glock-Glock
So I can serve me thugs and maintain
To the brain
And thugs remain to slang thangs
Long live the dope game, and it won't end ya
As long as my niggas remember: no pretender
Get right up off St clair, nigga
Fuck it no surrender
No surrender no surrender
Not wantin' the copper to hit me a lick up
Found me a victim to stick up, pick up
Rollin' the nine ball, slippin'
That's why me trippin' bloody victim
Get him when the time calls, dog
Straight two-eleven, bailin'
Thuggin'on these niggas well
Then Bone's fuckin' with the hoes
Here comes them po-pos
Nigga, that pig done peeped me
Me gots to flees and get my creep on
Bone get gone, hit a wrong
Turn, mash the gas, and dash on
Jump outta the hottie, move me body
Hittin' them cuts and trails
Runnin' like we lunatics
Gotta make it back to Hazeldell
Escape and eludin' the chase
Buckin' me gauge, so nigga, remember:
Me killa, me no surrender
Me killa, me killa, me killa
No surrender no surrender
Puttin' me on my knees
Tellin' me move and I'm dead
Cause, I'm killin' all you bitches
Turnin' them blue suit's red
And then I'm comin' to that funeral
To shoot that bitch up
Because I know that's where y'all bitches
Is bound to meet up
Cop killas, all up in they chest, and
I know what to do with that vest, man
Twenty-two shots i killa
You don't wanna fuck with Bone, nigga
And it really ain't shit to pull
A trigger on a copper
Cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down
Cause, I'm goin' down poppin'
So motherfuck all coppers
Let me catch you slippin', nigga
Bet I pop ya
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Ya better believe it's judgement day
So, nigga
Just throw your pumps up in the air
Now kill 'em, kill 'em copper
Like ya just don't care
When they come, they come creepin'
Me peepin' gotta watch them po-pos sleepin'
Put 'em in deep in gutters me keepin'
'til a me rich and gotta get mine, everytime
This'll be over in 9-9
So, nigga, get down for the crime
Gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line
Fuckin' with thugs
When I be slangin' my drugs
Tryin' to cuff me and my nigga boy
Gotta rip them guts
And lay your head in blood
Better check yourself next time you test
And try to smoke a nigga
Bitch, remember: me killa me no surrender
Me no surrender nigga, me no surrender
Me no surrender don't make me put one in ya
Me no surrender don't make me put one in ya
Me no surrender
No surrender no surrender
No surrender no surrender
No surrender no surrender
No surrender no surrender
No surrender no surrender