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Bone Thugs N Harmony - Resurrection (paper - текст песни, видео

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Bone Thugs N Harmony - Resurrection (paper - текст песни, видео

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[Bizzy Bone]
Where the fiends at?
(short laughter)
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Hook: Bizzy Bone (Krayzie Bone)

My mane, gotta get me some, man I gotta get me some
(Say my nigga y'all better get y'all
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper) (4x)

(Bizzy Bone):
Say one of my babies hanging even with me
Why it still don't change me
But I can't explain it, not a victory
How in the hell
Can the ways of a broad
Can mean y'all highlight and hurry
Bury my baby bout now
And childhood stars, crack head cars nigga
Now I've known that since a little boy
Now here we are
Steadily rolling over you
When it's over it's over
To the soldiers that hear me
Then again man
One of the closest is right here man
Here me and it ain't no stop so ahh so ahh
Can I get drunk up in my car
Pull out some Endo
And they like who do you think you are
But I'm sober so uhh
So I jump in the red and

(Krayzie Bone)
Shut the door and we peel off
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish we in the flesh
But none of them Thuggish Ruggish Niggaz
Gotta get up for my thang in here
You already know that we came in here
Yeah we raw
Look at you only read about us
And believe what you saw
Till I die
I'm down to ride in the war
We niggaz specific to let a nigga know
Better bet and then roll
Nigga bad to the bone
When I show don't click with hoes
Or no busters, haters or hoes
When they pop up at my door
I get excited all up tight and violent
Bitches that's not invited
Gotta get 'em before they get me man
Crazy, loco, insane, bang, bang
Running with the pump, pump
No bluffing, we pop
Nigga better recognize
Still claim nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Motherfucker better keep your head up
Before we run all up in it
And fuck it up again some more
Nigga put it down worldwide
Them wicked, bad ass thugs
You put niggaz haters on me
But don't trip we still get mad ass love
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossing cash and jewelry
Rip it off his ass
Keep walking fast
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