Let The Law End-Bone Thugs N Harmony

Let The Law End - Bone Thugs N Harmony Krayzie: ***** em, let the law end, cause we simply get the raw end. Coffins open, dump em all in. Krayzie: Nine millimeters, three-eightys, you're feelin me kill em, cause I go with plenty artillery, cover your sh*t, it be gauges and uzis. let us begin with bullets, (can't none of they) break ou Niggas from prison and let em come with us--retaliation. we come and blast em with leather masks on. let loose. Wish: Ni**a, beware when your rollin down the clair. these niggas is killas that are fearless thuggish ruggish niggas from cleveland. we steadily creepin on ya, and you better believe that we brin T pap-pap to your doorstep, ho-check, you don't wanna ***** with bone. let loose. Layzie: Ni**a, bulletproof, if a mutha*****a pull it, then he better shoot. ni**a never no 9-1-1 to your rescue, never respect you, blowin your chest through. labelled as a menace, but I'm still it, y Nd I'm in it to the finish. better check my manuscript: killa, for realer, drugdealer, little ni**a, cap peeler. bailin through the land equipped with a pistol grip pump shotty, shotty. jump F in my hottie. ni**a lodi dodi, rollin through your party, fin to show you this mo thug bomber, yeah. Bizzy: When I storm my cause up outta (? ), get me, badge. war anytime I (? ). come with the war, ni**a gonna get yours, expect the four, ni**a bring your (chrome), and don't you start and not finish. y Th it or you against it? on the hit list, couldn't resist it, ni**a, you risk it, here to stick with it. to the po-po, you-know-who don't roll in a sixty-fo impala. go look, better search, a T the door, runnin til I (found mexico). go, ni**a, bizzy bone, the story how a warrior went down. thug, little rip gets so sadistic its story of . . . Krayzie: Killin for my niggas (steady got up in the pen, depend on me, let em leave. well, we better flee), set em all free. give up? they cant. ni**a, follow me, bailin all the way to a thugsta Reet, and when our niggas really get to poppin at the cops, youll be lookin at a hell of a war. mutha*****a done rocked the boat. now a ni**a fin to even the score, ni**a took too much [took Much] no surrender, no you're never gonna catch me, never gonna catch me, catch me. Ill keep runnin, Ill keep runnin for my life, and duckin bullets. why you tryin to ruin me? quick it E cop, but the quicker my niggasll pull up and drop ya. we shot ya. we shot ya. hey, my niggas boxed ya. Flesh: My ni**a, we all in together in position for the maulin, (black gat, theres headlights) ahead of me, keep me raw, and ***** it, let the law end, open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall i Uit doggin all the juice, runnin loose for my crew. oh, what I'm gonna do? take a bite of the forbidden fruit and (never seen us) shoot. it could be the 187 on you. flesh-n-bone got the ch And its on, for the next that get wrong. (catch my tec), and its on, ain't about disrespect, you sleep with the rest. don't even expect, cause you ain't goin home. whos next? bring it Hoever wanna flex, think it no thang for me get with you, all up in your sh*t, quick when I split up your wig, your brain gon hang. Krayzie: ***** em, let the law end, cause we simply get the raw end. Coffins open, dump em all in.