Layzie: I don't know
Krayzie: Yo!
Wish: What up thug?
Krayzie: Bone Thugs~N~Harmony is back n****
Layzie: Yeah, belie' dat.
Wish: You know. (Laughing)
Krayzie: Kanye West on the track.
Wish: Oh that's big. That's real big.
Layzie: Yeah, we gon' do it like this baby.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.}
'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.}
n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.}
And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Krayzie:
Man, these n****'s they got me lacin' up my Timberland's; creasin' up my khakis (khakis).
.357 c***ed in my hand, fixin' to get it crackin'.
I guess they figured they get away,
and wouldn't have to answer back to Kray, and Lay, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh-- remember that, I on the way.
Told 'em I'm a ride for mine;
ain't no need to die for mine.
When they see how I ride for mine,
oh n**** they gon' hand me mine.
Layzie:
You probably was thinkin' again it was over for my soldiers. But n**** now hold on, you don't even know us.
We them po'est that's the coldest. You can suck us; you can blow us.
From the clipper from the shoulders; you gon' pay us if you owe us.
From the East-side to the West-borders; consider this the takeover.
Wish:
Look man, you don't want that shot up. Gimme my dolla's and all my change-- I like thangs. New thangs: brand new white T's, in the summer days, you know? So pay up, 'cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit' a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.-- more juice. Grown man; I ain't playin'. Hard, firm is how I stand. Pop up my myself dawg 'cause I really don't need nobody man.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Layzie:
Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector; needin' me money, know he's up tonight (know he's up tonight)-- ya d*** right. Dawg, I never been comfortable; my daddy ain't Cliff Huxtable. I'm original and I'm loveable. But really, do a n**** look f****ble? I doubt it ho, and I like the dough. Let off shots from my rifle-- like a sniper dawg: a pipe on y'all. n****, the Bone was born to ball.
Krayzie:
Taxin' n****'s like the I.R.S.; T.H.U.G.'s, we'll have yo' faith out in the streets squeezin' you foe yo' cheese. And don't even try to resist it, n**** just give it up. Feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump.
Wish:
Lights out; we comin' through. We ain't satisfied-- hope it ain't on you. We ain't gon' let it go. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony: original. It don't matter who's right. It don't matter who's wrong; we'll set it off. Wanna lose yo' life (yo' life)? Step up, we'll blow yo' head off. 'Cause we got the weapons for anything that's steppin'. Ya will learn ya lesson-- a real thug checkin'.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Layzie:
(Bone, Bone.) We step on the scene and commits to get live. n****'s they knowin' that n**** Layzie be ready to set off the raps-- the prop. My n**** we packin' the fo'. You thought you could flow? You gotta go. Still in the show. I'm a rhyme as my ammo'. My life as a barrel is lettin' this loose. Playin' you p******, like f*** a piano.
Wish:
Look at the game wit'out us. Yes they tryin'-- they ain't us. We want our spots back; we ain't askin'-- be some jacks. Here comes the Bone and step up. We got a lot of luck left. Here we come, in a rush, wit' that relaxed breath.
Krayzie:
Yeah. When you see the thuggish ruggish, you know just why we comin'. So do yo'self a favor, and b**** go get my money. And n**** don't try the blues wit' me 'cause I can't feel ya pain. n****, you know what happens when the tenents bill ain't paid.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Krayzie: Yo!
Wish: What up thug?
Krayzie: Bone Thugs~N~Harmony is back n****
Layzie: Yeah, belie' dat.
Wish: You know. (Laughing)
Krayzie: Kanye West on the track.
Wish: Oh that's big. That's real big.
Layzie: Yeah, we gon' do it like this baby.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.}
'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.}
n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.}
And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Krayzie:
Man, these n****'s they got me lacin' up my Timberland's; creasin' up my khakis (khakis).
.357 c***ed in my hand, fixin' to get it crackin'.
I guess they figured they get away,
and wouldn't have to answer back to Kray, and Lay, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh-- remember that, I on the way.
Told 'em I'm a ride for mine;
ain't no need to die for mine.
When they see how I ride for mine,
oh n**** they gon' hand me mine.
Layzie:
You probably was thinkin' again it was over for my soldiers. But n**** now hold on, you don't even know us.
We them po'est that's the coldest. You can suck us; you can blow us.
From the clipper from the shoulders; you gon' pay us if you owe us.
From the East-side to the West-borders; consider this the takeover.
Wish:
Look man, you don't want that shot up. Gimme my dolla's and all my change-- I like thangs. New thangs: brand new white T's, in the summer days, you know? So pay up, 'cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit' a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.-- more juice. Grown man; I ain't playin'. Hard, firm is how I stand. Pop up my myself dawg 'cause I really don't need nobody man.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Layzie:
Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector; needin' me money, know he's up tonight (know he's up tonight)-- ya d*** right. Dawg, I never been comfortable; my daddy ain't Cliff Huxtable. I'm original and I'm loveable. But really, do a n**** look f****ble? I doubt it ho, and I like the dough. Let off shots from my rifle-- like a sniper dawg: a pipe on y'all. n****, the Bone was born to ball.
Krayzie:
Taxin' n****'s like the I.R.S.; T.H.U.G.'s, we'll have yo' faith out in the streets squeezin' you foe yo' cheese. And don't even try to resist it, n**** just give it up. Feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump.
Wish:
Lights out; we comin' through. We ain't satisfied-- hope it ain't on you. We ain't gon' let it go. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony: original. It don't matter who's right. It don't matter who's wrong; we'll set it off. Wanna lose yo' life (yo' life)? Step up, we'll blow yo' head off. 'Cause we got the weapons for anything that's steppin'. Ya will learn ya lesson-- a real thug checkin'.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]
Layzie:
(Bone, Bone.) We step on the scene and commits to get live. n****'s they knowin' that n**** Layzie be ready to set off the raps-- the prop. My n**** we packin' the fo'. You thought you could flow? You gotta go. Still in the show. I'm a rhyme as my ammo'. My life as a barrel is lettin' this loose. Playin' you p******, like f*** a piano.
Wish:
Look at the game wit'out us. Yes they tryin'-- they ain't us. We want our spots back; we ain't askin'-- be some jacks. Here comes the Bone and step up. We got a lot of luck left. Here we come, in a rush, wit' that relaxed breath.
Krayzie:
Yeah. When you see the thuggish ruggish, you know just why we comin'. So do yo'self a favor, and b**** go get my money. And n**** don't try the blues wit' me 'cause I can't feel ya pain. n****, you know what happens when the tenents bill ain't paid.
Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}:
I ain't goin' nowhere. {I ain't goin nowhere.} 'Cause I ain't satisfied. {I ain't satisfied.} n****'s still owe me chips. {n****'s owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think I'm gunna ride.}[x2]