Bone Thugs N Hamony never_forget_me_(feat akon) Lyrics

I'm gonna make sure you never forget me

Konvict

Goin through these struggles everyday on this pavement
In every hood I see 'em doin the same
There's a lotta haters that dont want me to make it
All I want is for you to remember my name
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me

When I'm dead and gone they're gonna remember me as bein one of the livest
Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside
I pop in their mind, a silent killer
Straight out the ghetto a grimy n____
I could kill em, when I get in them
n____s never knew what'd hit em
Legends
For what we done did on these streets
And what we done spit on these records
Blessin
We take em and put em on beats
n we give em back no question
Grandaddy of th mid-west
Crazy Jackson
The lyrical serial killer
I fell em, the innocent is askin about the mind I master
When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these n____s rappin
When it comes to the grind I'm mashin
No time for second chances
N when it all goes down adn they put me in my grave
"f___ em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my ?

My reputation is solid gold
And my street cred is all polished y'all
Known as th little boss hog in the hood
Boy in my hood I'm a superstar
n____s in th past try t hold a n____ down
But I put in my work and checked it checked it
Now these n____s respect it
Knowin I'm th wrong one they wanna mess with
From the gutter
With my brothers
Knowin on these ghetto streets they don love us
Duckin these undercovers
These m____fuckers doin everythin to try n bust us
But these suckas, know they cant touch us
They envy deep in they hearts
n____ if they ever try to rush
n____ they know we gon' rip em apart
n____s go hard, from th start
n____ this ? is my bodyguard
f___ with mine and I'll charge
Little crazy-a__ n____ at large
Pullin cars, on these lanes
n____ I never let go of my heat
Stand up man on his feet
Little Lazyie Bone on this beat n____

What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spin
Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey!
Bones sing, n mixed in with that street talk
N then the lazy ? get their creep on
N he went home, but its all good
He left the right ones an hes still in th hood
Rest in peace, like him when I die I hope they remember me
Thats why I know I gotta reach you with these beats
Its not for nothin remember the thugs for the songs that we sung
N makin it through that struggle, that struggle
It aint easy believe me, we bleedin believe it
Still goin with that hustle, gettin stronger so they remember me