作词 : Bone Thugs N Harmony Intro (COURTROOM SPECTATOR #1) Playa hatin’ ass mutha****as, man **** that Man, put that shit out, man Ain’t ‘posed to be smokin’ no mutha****in’ weed in court Man, what the **** you doin'? (COURTROOM SPECTATOR #2) Man, **** that Man, they got my nigga. (COURTROOM SPECTATOR #1) Man, that shit ain’t even cool. (COURTROOM SPECTATOR #2) Support his ass. (JUDGE) Okay, order in the court. (COURT BAILIFF) People versus Bone-thugs-n-harmony Case #C601999. (JUDGE) Will the defendant please stand? Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing, Bizzy Bone? (BIZZY BONE) Naw, man. (COURT SPECTATOR #3) You know the mutha****a did it! (JUDGE) Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair. Hahahahaha!
Verse 1: Bizzy Bone We had to get ’em up with two guns Runnin’ side by side with #1 Bet I won’t drop my gauge on When the po-po chase If they catch me barehanded I’m done Rip’s grippin' the six-shot pump so spill it Gotta lettin’ me lead off Copper thought that he had me caught Lil’ Layzie blew his head off Get ’em up, and get up The bullets they start to get lit up #1 best start duckin’ but the gun already buckin’ We split up Bust a left on the double-glock and Where the fiends roll up for rocks and This perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel And I hit the fences Rippin’ up the trenches I’m bailin’ while they trailin’ Better in hell than in a cell and Ain’t no tellin’ where them coppers be dwellin’ One he spotted me Picked up a piece and shot at me But I practice what I preach Proceeded two slugs up in his body Got him Run with smoke comin’ from the barrel of me gun Hit the bend Oh what a dumb-dumb I got yum-yummed on a dead end They set in then they lead in They wanted me off in a coffin Cops from everywhere was yellin’ and wailin’ I went unconscious from the stompin’ Takin’ a loss and wakin’ up in that coffin And without no stallin’ cell I was tossed in to be arraigned at dawn And lookin’ in the eyes of a judge He had already pinned that thug Straight to the soul With no parole in a hole But I won’t budge Sent me to death row Watchin’ the time by fly past But Rip’ll be sittin’ mindless Never spineless In silence Hopin’ I die fast But chill Never them sleeper Gotta get away put that on all me reefer Somehow must beat you So peep out the creep or the reaper will meet you
Verse 2: Layzie Bone Bailin’ on a mission Flippin’ the script Better check what the wind just blew in Better think again It’s a preacher with a grin on a mission for revenge with a MAC-10 Lil’ nigga Rip had to empty the clip Had to pump them slugs up into them cops And he made 'em drop Glock went pop pop Goin' out like a thug on the double-glock Back from hell and ready to bail Time to hit they trail ‘cause they wanted my nigga fried Holdin' the Bible when I got a grenade on the inside The squad gettin' ready for the rumble When I heard them mumbles, pullin' me gauge in laughter Keep buckin 'em faster All I was thinkin' when I see them bustas scatter Betta watch out for them buckshots Cause them can't fade me gauge Gotta bust them souls in the grave So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved I'm buckin’ Lil’ Ripsta Reinforcements comin' in fast and blast Gave my nigga Double Zs the MAC-10 Lettin' they gun gun blast on they ass Gotta rip in them chests through vests MAC-10s Sawed-off eruptions Got plenty ammunition No missin’ Listen Destruction I'm bustin' Cause' I'm makin' that getaway ‘Bout to getaway Niggas got to escape And it’s never too late when you dash and try to break Nigga just can’t test the Bone fate We steadily runnin’ duckin’ Comin’ up to the front door, barricaded And I pulled a grenade, tossed it to the door, let it explode and we made it Creepin’ through the courtyard Saw Krayzie feelin’ safety comin’ Hittin’ the fence and jumpin’ it quick From Krayzie’s TEC-9 bullets hummin’
[Bridge: Two old guys talking] Well, it seems as if them boys, Bizzy and Lil’ Layzie Done got theyselves into another jimmy Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one
Verse 3: Krayzie Bone Sit as I wait in the smug Rollin’ up fast like a thug And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go They done labelled my nigga psychotic Bitches has got him sittin' on deathrow Scopin' out the tower peepin’ the scene So when my niggas trail Screamin’ out, “one-eighty-seven,” and bail Gotta get my nigga Rip out that cell It's all organized How my nigga #1 disguised as the preacher Won't be pullin' a Bible mission for survival nigga so creep the TEC millimeter Somebody done pulled the alarm now it's on Slaughterin' Bone sprayed off the TEC Gotta let 'em know which way was home We got gone but them holice was pullin' up quick Nigga what's up Rip bust in first when he hit that fence Niggas got cut the **** up We’re steady buckin’ Steady duckin’ Buckin’ while I was jumpin' All we was thinkin’ is, “Don't get caught” Nigga like me get the gun Runnin’, gunnin’ Frontin’ with thugs Gotta get to the smug Turn around and we pump slugs Put 'em in the mud And all across my face was the red that lay in blood Dodgin' the who, made the gun play with the swoop Bailin' back home with my troops I’m runnin’ with four crazy niggas That’s down with they niggas They ain’t scared to shoot No more rollin’ No more than a half a mile we get stopped Cops surround Bone We load glocks and squeeze Say, “**** all these roadblocks” Busted a ‘U’ Then put that bitch in reverse And I get the switch And I push the button That boy came out the trunk And put it in drive See that Souljah Boy buckin’ Back in the other direction Po-po came quick them heat up Niggas blasted at each other Opened up they doors And they kicked they feet up I jumped outta the car Had to jump over the hood ‘Cause I’mma head straight for the woods My niggas they followed behind me We getaway smooth A nigga made good Came up quick to the hideout Waited ’til midnight ’til we ride out Hid a car so we could drive out While we waited, we all got fried out. fool Outro If you’s a thuggish-ruggish thug nigga St. Clair, St. Clair Scream, “Mo!” Took one of my niggas off death row St. Clair, St. Clair Now we got one mo’ to go St. Clair, St. Clair St. Clair, St. Clair
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bone Thugs N Harmony [00:00.00]Intro [00:02.78](COURTROOM SPECTATOR #1) Playa hatin’ ass mutha****as, man [00:04.45]**** that [00:06.53]Man, put that shit out, man [00:07.56]Ain’t ‘posed to be smokin’ no mutha****in’ weed in court [00:09.11]Man, what the **** you doin'? [00:09.56](COURTROOM SPECTATOR #2) Man, **** that [00:10.82]Man, they got my nigga. [00:12.88](COURTROOM SPECTATOR #1) Man, that shit ain’t even cool. [00:14.28](COURTROOM SPECTATOR #2) Support his ass. [00:15.17](JUDGE) Okay, order in the court. [00:17.21](COURT BAILIFF) People versus Bone-thugs-n-harmony [00:19.30]Case #C601999. [00:23.77](JUDGE) Will the defendant please stand? [00:27.47]Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing, Bizzy Bone? [00:31.26](BIZZY BONE) Naw, man. [00:32.27](COURT SPECTATOR #3) You know the mutha****a did it! [00:32.90](JUDGE) Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair. [00:37.11]Hahahahaha! [00:40.34] [00:40.65]Verse 1: Bizzy Bone [00:40.88]We had to get ’em up with two guns [00:42.68]Runnin’ side by side with #1 [00:44.30]Bet I won’t drop my gauge on [00:45.71]When the po-po chase [00:46.71]If they catch me barehanded I’m done [00:48.37]Rip’s grippin' the six-shot pump so spill it [00:50.88]Gotta lettin’ me lead off [00:52.00]Copper thought that he had me caught [00:53.23]Lil’ Layzie blew his head off [00:54.60]Get ’em up, and get up [00:55.94]The bullets they start to get lit up [00:57.50]#1 best start duckin’ but the gun already buckin’ [00:59.96]We split up [01:00.57]Bust a left on the double-glock and [01:02.35]Where the fiends roll up for rocks and [01:04.17]This perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel [01:06.26]And I hit the fences [01:07.38]Rippin’ up the trenches [01:08.61]I’m bailin’ while they trailin’ [01:10.01]Better in hell than in a cell and [01:11.53]Ain’t no tellin’ where them coppers be dwellin’ [01:13.40]One he spotted me [01:14.94]Picked up a piece and shot at me [01:16.51]But I practice what I preach [01:17.72]Proceeded two slugs up in his body [01:19.50]Got him [01:20.26]Run with smoke comin’ from the barrel of me gun [01:22.33]Hit the bend [01:23.09]Oh what a dumb-dumb [01:24.24]I got yum-yummed on a dead end [01:25.94]They set in then they lead in [01:27.57]They wanted me off in a coffin [01:28.96]Cops from everywhere was yellin’ and wailin’ [01:31.03]I went unconscious from the stompin’ [01:32.97]Takin’ a loss and wakin’ up in that coffin [01:34.84]And without no stallin’ cell I was tossed in to be arraigned at dawn [01:37.99]And lookin’ in the eyes of a judge [01:39.96]He had already pinned that thug [01:41.45]Straight to the soul [01:42.41]With no parole in a hole [01:44.08]But I won’t budge [01:44.79]Sent me to death row [01:45.68]Watchin’ the time by fly past [01:47.29]But Rip’ll be sittin’ mindless [01:48.58]Never spineless [01:49.45]In silence [01:49.99]Hopin’ I die fast [01:51.12]But chill [01:51.89]Never them sleeper [01:52.70]Gotta get away put that on all me reefer [01:54.66]Somehow must beat you [01:56.07]So peep out the creep or the reaper will meet you [01:57.16] [01:57.17]Verse 2: Layzie Bone [01:57.40]Bailin’ on a mission [01:58.15]Flippin’ the script [01:58.76]Better check what the wind just blew in [02:00.11]Better think again [02:00.94]It’s a preacher with a grin on a mission for revenge with a MAC-10 [02:03.55]Lil’ nigga Rip had to empty the clip [02:05.02]Had to pump them slugs up into them cops [02:06.62]And he made 'em drop [02:07.47]Glock went pop pop [02:08.21]Goin' out like a thug on the double-glock [02:09.91]Back from hell and ready to bail [02:11.34]Time to hit they trail ‘cause they wanted my nigga fried [02:13.27]Holdin' the Bible when I got a grenade on the inside [02:16.22]The squad gettin' ready for the rumble [02:17.81]When I heard them mumbles, pullin' me gauge in laughter [02:19.63]Keep buckin 'em faster [02:21.01]All I was thinkin' when I see them bustas scatter [02:22.74]Betta watch out for them buckshots [02:24.30]Cause them can't fade me gauge [02:25.66]Gotta bust them souls in the grave [02:26.90]So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved [02:29.32]I'm buckin’ [02:29.90]Lil’ Ripsta [02:30.60]Reinforcements comin' in fast and blast [02:32.28]Gave my nigga Double Zs the MAC-10 [02:33.50]Lettin' they gun gun blast on they ass [02:35.56]Gotta rip in them chests through vests [02:37.26]MAC-10s [02:38.15]Sawed-off eruptions [02:38.86]Got plenty ammunition [02:39.97]No missin’ [02:40.63]Listen [02:41.07]Destruction I'm bustin' [02:41.94]Cause' I'm makin' that getaway [02:43.19]‘Bout to getaway [02:43.94]Niggas got to escape [02:45.12]And it’s never too late when you dash and try to break [02:46.92]Nigga just can’t test the Bone fate [02:48.46]We steadily runnin’ duckin’ [02:49.73]Comin’ up to the front door, barricaded [02:51.58]And I pulled a grenade, tossed it to the door, let it explode and we made it [02:54.45]Creepin’ through the courtyard [02:55.77]Saw Krayzie feelin’ safety comin’ [02:57.59]Hittin’ the fence and jumpin’ it quick [02:59.03]From Krayzie’s TEC-9 bullets hummin’ [03:01.10] [03:01.11][Bridge: Two old guys talking] [03:01.87]Well, it seems as if them boys, Bizzy and Lil’ Layzie [03:05.55]Done got theyselves into another jimmy [03:08.93]Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one [03:12.49] [03:12.50]Verse 3: Krayzie Bone [03:12.73]Sit as I wait in the smug [03:13.73]Rollin’ up fast like a thug [03:14.81]And began wid a rage and the guage can't let go [03:16.65]They done labelled my nigga psychotic [03:18.14]Bitches has got him sittin' on deathrow [03:19.86]Scopin' out the tower peepin’ the scene [03:21.51]So when my niggas trail [03:22.85]Screamin’ out, “one-eighty-seven,” and bail [03:24.48]Gotta get my nigga Rip out that cell [03:25.73]It's all organized [03:27.00]How my nigga #1 disguised as the preacher [03:29.21]Won't be pullin' a Bible mission for survival nigga so creep the TEC millimeter [03:33.75]Somebody done pulled the alarm now it's on [03:35.57]Slaughterin' [03:36.30]Bone sprayed off the TEC [03:37.33]Gotta let 'em know which way was home [03:38.77]We got gone but them holice was pullin' up quick [03:41.31]Nigga what's up [03:42.12]Rip bust in first when he hit that fence [03:43.69]Niggas got cut the **** up [03:45.16]We’re steady buckin’ [03:46.40]Steady duckin’ [03:46.96]Buckin’ while I was jumpin' [03:48.26]All we was thinkin’ is, “Don't get caught” [03:49.82]Nigga like me get the gun [03:50.89]Runnin’, gunnin’ [03:51.76]Frontin’ with thugs [03:52.48]Gotta get to the smug [03:53.36]Turn around and we pump slugs [03:54.46]Put 'em in the mud [03:55.56]And all across my face was the red that lay in blood [03:57.86]Dodgin' the who, made the gun play with the swoop [03:59.82]Bailin' back home with my troops [04:01.02]I’m runnin’ with four crazy niggas [04:02.18]That’s down with they niggas [04:03.03]They ain’t scared to shoot [04:03.75]No more rollin’ [04:04.49]No more than a half a mile we get stopped [04:06.51]Cops surround Bone [04:07.65]We load glocks and squeeze [04:08.91]Say, “**** all these roadblocks” [04:09.95]Busted a ‘U’ [04:10.71]Then put that bitch in reverse [04:11.60]And I get the switch [04:12.35]And I push the button [04:13.59]That boy came out the trunk [04:14.64]And put it in drive [04:15.72]See that Souljah Boy buckin’ [04:16.66]Back in the other direction [04:17.89]Po-po came quick them heat up [04:19.30]Niggas blasted at each other [04:20.73]Opened up they doors [04:21.69]And they kicked they feet up [04:22.43]I jumped outta the car [04:23.63]Had to jump over the hood [04:24.68]‘Cause I’mma head straight for the woods [04:25.75]My niggas they followed behind me [04:27.27]We getaway smooth [04:28.10]A nigga made good [04:29.08]Came up quick to the hideout [04:30.33]Waited ’til midnight ’til we ride out [04:32.05]Hid a car so we could drive out [04:33.36]While we waited, we all got fried out. fool [04:35.55]Outro [04:35.59]If you’s a thuggish-ruggish thug nigga [04:36.64]St. Clair, St. Clair [04:37.60]Scream, “Mo!” [04:38.98]Took one of my niggas off death row [04:39.88]St. Clair, St. Clair [04:40.37]Now we got one mo’ to go [04:42.88]St. Clair, St. Clair [04:46.01]St. Clair, St. Clair
