Bone Thugs-N-Harmony 2 Glocks Lyrics

Bone Thugs~N~Harmony
BTNHResurrection
Krayzie
(Panic time, bring your gun)

Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... f___ with (Fall to death,
death) the n____s with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... You could (Fall to death,
death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]

I still be the thuggish ruggish, n____. Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,
and boots. Still don't give a f___ about the law. Still run with a pump in my
car and f___ who you are! You f___in' with a couple of n____s that's really
insane. I'm talkin' loco, Krayzie as hell-it ain't just a name-It's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my
brain. Besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. Look at me now, I'm still a
thug, n____ I still smoke bud. (You know) You know I still represent St. Clair
wig-split, s___, n____ what? This is Bone Thug. n____s thinkin' I told ya but
we put it down like that. And whoever we got to f___ up to prove that we do it,
and keep on movin'. Guess who's back up in the house? Original Cleveland
criminals n____s just send 'em subliminal messages like "Murda, Mo Murda
Murda!" Never forgot where we come from. Watch how you move your tongue. Cause
I got n____s that's ready to jump off in your a__ and smash and crash. Protect
my n____s for
combat, Leather Face at 'cha and on your a__ like I was a heat-seeker, quickly
the reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in Cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' n____, you can meet me (me). But n____, you f___ with
me, then I'ma f___ with you. Introduce you to this heat. I sweep the street.
When I draw down, let me hear ya say "f___ the Law!" now. Rawest n____s in the
town, ready to thug and go down. "Go pound for pound," n____ that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, n____, keep it real. Show me
your game. I'm sure gon' claim what the f___ is mine, my n____ I'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. Gimme your
money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move b____! And since you haters ain't got
no business that's how we attack your s___. n____ we'll smack your b____ in the
middle of the Grammy. And the media might ban me. n____ this Mo Thug Family is
for real.

Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... f___ with (Fall to death,
death) the n____s with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... You could (Fall to death,
death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'Fore it all gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood b____ with game. And every b____ said I'm a
good b____ f___in' with my wood grain. Everybody still playin' that hood game
quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) Especially when it's tired. My environment ain't
nothin' but n____s dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in Jasper, Texas.
Split up these n____s off in different sections. Don't hate my message. Destiny
led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. Wad up a n____'s sherm, and come listen
to the sermon. Swervin' in my Surburban, lick it up with the bottle. But
everybody know I got some problems. Had dreams of the Apollo. The fiends had
faith in me. Suckas wouldn't run. A n____ not insane. n____s still with
me-Bone. Somehow they turn up. Run up and get your sign. Run blindly, elevate
through time, nowhere to hide.

Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. n____, you drippin', soakin'
with bloodly body be beggin' me. You know what you should've capped like 2Pac
with a glock. They're deadly. Better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. You
know you done f___ed up, don't you n____s? Runnin' up blastin' gas craters.
What the f___ you thought you saw with your head in the sky? Could it be a
bird, or maybe it's even a plane. For the untamed, insane human, only the 5th
Dawg. f___ you thought, m____fuck fame, for the fact the s___ is a phat game
goin' remain number one in the Land. Flesh, strangle the gang. Bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord, I say. Now how many times will I
have to slay today? Will I raise my guage? Oh God ! How will I teach 'cha, but
it's these tactics that he daily practice. They gonna let you. Don't have it?
Have it! Runnin' up you sons of b______s! Blast it! We sons of a__assins, match
it, collecting more cash. That's true, you're feeling that, n____s said all my
babies ge
t a million. Struggle with a villian, hit 'em with a venomous blow! I call on
my mighty archangel. Gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! We the
tightest, you know Mo' the Mighty. Yes, trues humbly united. My family never
divided: Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th Sign. For the FBI, you
wanna come test my Enterprise? b____, you better go think twice, and open up
your m____fuckin' eyes! These n____s can't f___ with the 5th Dawg, finna
parlay! Everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck
when I buck guage! Can't you see my n____s having a ball all day. Since we
havin' a ball all day, m____fuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... f___ with (Fall to death,
death) the n____s with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all... You could (Fall to death,
death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*4]