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Bone Thugs N Harmony: Handle The Vibe Lyrics

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Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Song title: Handle The Vibe

This track is tight you should be clapping your hands

(clapping your hands) [4x]


As we ride by the end of the night

You will envision how thugstas play

Can you handle the vibe


Pedal to the medal we see blue light


They wanted to get RIP fuckin wit my sawed-off

Polish it all down till it replenish

Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you

Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for

You crept and you came and shit changed

M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang

Nigga what you sayin you came and you went

Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think

Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see

If we get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder fuck wit Jesus

He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies

Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression

Spread the message I ain't finished diminished you so called critics

And fuck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it

You fucked up for a while up outta the town but that was a trial

Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now

I got to kick it breakin new ground wantin my people to gather around

Remember the sound of the rounds came from my town

That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow

And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down

Hittin them tombstones (sellin volumes) getting in costumes now

I'm rolling with Makaveli pinnin my pistol steady ready

Buck them flames aim for the pressure point

And a point where I break your hand in nigga yeah


I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me

I roll in your city and people be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me

He put in your record and you was disrepectin off the T-O-P

Should've put him in his coffin now go seek 'em and found pow pow

Put him in the river now nigga who wild wild

What incredible style that's what you was thinkin

when you tried to get it down

We see that you fuck with a daily crowd so nigga just turn your ass out

Whenever you ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club

Ready to slang slugs nigga done got to drunk and forgot that we claim MO'

Nigga this shit is ridiculous

just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us

Buck you to hell it was nigga you down with us

Nigga you scared when a St. Clair nigga bust

Aw Fuck left his guts in my trunk nigga tried a 211 fucked around got 187

Niggas wit heat who could it be nobody but them T-H-U-G's with artillery

We come in peace nigga please freeze

Put 'em on they knees nigga don't even breathe and these

Are the warriors killas destroyin ya you're gonna die



The hatin season ceasing agree nigga let this be the reason

Niggas from Cleveland fin to get even

steven stoppin you bitches from breathing

Time is up you know you can't cop that thugs who rap fin to put down payments

Criminal mind state of lyricist wanna test us nigga hear this

My niggas are down with the murder mo

Real thuggas and killas that claim

I'm ready to win it my nigga

now bet it be ripped to the finish everyday be the same

But artillery shop stackin Bone got heat for Armageddon

Ready for the war all day want action Playa hation steadily spray 'em

Hit 'em with the buck buck bang my nigga this shit don't stop

The government all on my dick wanna see little Lay Bone drop

You see the policeman they give me no break

Fin to rest in peace when they try to send me up state no thanks

I got mo money up outta the bank these niggas are stackin our rocks

Refuse the peace and nevertheless then you can roll with the bone so come on


When all goes down when all goes down you can count on me

Cause I got Mo thugs Bone thugs N Harmony and that's my calvary

If you ride with Bone you ain't alone nigga trust us

Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on

Wanna sound like us

Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye-bye you gone die

And I got heat for every heat you bring you shoot we shoot

Better watch out watch out for them thugsta thugsta niggas sneakin up on you

I told you it's comin Armageddon (It's comin Armageddon)

New world order (new world order) If we get our shit together

Bitches ain't nothin we none

Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know

we gettin our shit together

Better get your shit together cause when you go you go you go


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