ฟังเพลงDie Die Die (Explicit)

Song: Die Die Die

Artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Lyrics: DJ U-Neek, Isaac Hayes, Krayzie Bone & Bizzy Bone

Composer: DJ U-Neek

Shut up nigga...Shut the fuck up nigga

Here they come...Here they come

Here they come nigga...Duck down nigga duck down

There they are

Shit..come on nigga come on

Nigga run for it nigga make..

Freeze motherfucker!

Shit...

I'm lil' ripsta, im...

Die Die Die

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

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 ground..now

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

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

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car

And take her I guess it was his wife