ฟังเพลงResurrection (Paper, Paper) (Explicit)

Resurrection (Paper, Paper) - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Where the fiends at

N***a

Bone thugs

Harmony

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

My n***a I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

My n***a I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thang

My my baby's banging

Beefing with me

Squashed it ordained it

Better yet sustained the flurry

Hide in the fury

But the ways of a broad

Don't mean you've died out of my life

I'm hurt burn me baby

Tie down

And child hood scars

Crackhead 'cause n***as I don't know

That who'd ya think you are

And here we are steady we roll out over you

When it's over it's over

For the soldiers who hear me that'll

Get me in trouble

Can I be closer stay right near me

Here we are ain't no stars uh huh

Can I get drunk off in some bar

Without some haters sayin

Who do you think you are

When I'm sober start jumping in it to win it

S**t I bet they thought we fell off

Bone thugs-n-harmony resurrection

Krayzie layzie bizzy wish

We in the flesh

Remember them thuggish ruggish n***as

Gotta get down for my thing in here

You already know when we came in here we raw

F**k what you heard and you read about us

Just believe what you saw

Till I die I'm down to ride in the war

When you n***as get serious let a n***a know

Maybe then we can roll

N***a bad to the bone

But I sure don't click with hoes

And no busters haters or hoes when

They poppin up at my door

I get excited all uptight and violent

B***hes was not invited

Put 'em in a coffin before they get me man

Krayzie loco insane bang bang

Running with the pump pump no bluffing

We buck

N***a better realize still claim

Nineteen nine nine the nine nine

Motherf**ker f**k 'em to the end

And when I run out

I reloading and bucking again some mo

N***a putting it down worldwide

Them wicked bad-ass thugs

You punk n***as hate us

But we don't trip

We still get mad a*s love

I show you the rapper that's sick of this song

We'll straight up toss his a*s

And if he flossing cash and jewelry

Rip it off his a*s

Keep walking fast

Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die

F**k it that's all I been all of my life

It's just t-h-u-g we be

And it ain't no thing

Keep bucking bucking

Dumping f**king 'em busters up with my gauge

We popping all y'all

I'm watching all y'all

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

My n***a I'ma get me some

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thang

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

My n***a I'ma get me some

Paper paper paper paper paper

Time after time

Everywhere I look

Everywhere I turn

N***as talking 'bout death

Like a n***a can't dream of nothing else

But a lil' bit of wealth

Trying to help they self

And I really can't blame you

'Cause I do the same too

Man do what you gotta do

But what I'ma do is keep protecting my cheddar fool

Ain't none of y'all n***as do it better oh

And I'm ahead of you and y'all hate it

Only the real thugs keeping it raw

Gripping that heat tight

Living that street life

N***a I'ma let it fool round and get war

N***as is plotting that 2-11

That's why I got heat for armageddon

Picture lay on his knees and I'm begging

N***a better shoot me and send me to heaven

F**k all the drama I'ma just blast

Hollow point tips off in that a*s

Tha slicka the n***a

That's pulling the trigga

Is the n***a that's standing up last

Counting this cash

Still doing this mash

Blowing much w**d

As we watch you bleed

N***a got killed for the love of the cheese

Now you can't do s**t 'cause your 6 feet deep

F**king with lay

Is a game you shouldn't play

Even myself I could die today

I could lie but hey it ain't worth it

S**t ain't none of us here to stay

I'ma hold my ground

And I'ma lace my boots

So when it's time to shoot then that's it

Screaming out mo thug in this b***h

And bone thugs in this b***h n***a

It's all about money yeah

I'ma get me some

Can't be f**king with n***as that ain't got none

'Cause lately y'all been acting funny

I guess you smell some money

Get out my pockets

Better count your s**t

It's still st clair wig-split

Four other n***as that I run with

You don't want to f**k with

Dollars and dollars but still

We gotta get mo

Remember back in the days when we was f**ked up

But not anymore uh uh no no

And ain't a d**n thing come easy

A lot of planning bus rides and eazy

For cheese

Believe me

Believe me

And it ain't gone stop at the end of my time

With my bone thug love

I'ma always get mine

And I mean that

Gotta have that

Paper paper

Money money

Money money

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thing I'ma get me some

My n***a I'ma get me some

Say my n***a y'all better get your paper

Paper paper paper paper paper

Money ain't a thang

You better believe we five of the last

True soldiers standing in command

You thought of me closing the book

On this b***h on y'all flip on y'all

I am what I am the fifth dawg

It's all good

Paper paper for the whole hood

Tell 'em I got dibs on this and kids in this

You real as real as s**t

Reminiscing on my thug a*s n***a eazy-e eazy-e

Six deep in a six-double-o benzo

Fo the love of money

I gotta get the paper

I told y'all ain't a d**n thing changed

'Bout the n***a they bang

My n***as they're down

And we'll bang your brain

Motherf**ker for thinking he famous

We in the flesh flesh

We in the flesh

We in the flesh flesh

We in the flesh

And if I can go bite the bullet

So eazy in my cadillac

Bend a couple of corners

Smoke out with some hoes

Now where y'all at

21st century heroes

Two-triple-zero

Righteous ones

And wish the how's

Then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand