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Bone Thugs N Harmony: Shoot 'Em Up Lyrics

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Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Song title: Shoot 'Em Up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up

Twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya

You know we know, you don't wanna roll

Cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah

[Layzie Bone]

Right off the jump, ooh, now I gots to let you know

When you see me runnin' rollin' with them big shotguns,

And we deep when we creep, never sleepin'

And we droppin' them whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb

Now, that you know like that

These niggas come around, they don't know how to act

In fact, I'm at the track in the back

With a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good

Red Dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that

Bang or slang, now bail on over to your thugs

So me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade

We straight, get high, so high,

That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay

Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation

But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11,

.357 Automatic weapons from my shelf

These niggas wanna take my health and wealth

Check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win

You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen

Now we in a red 500 Benz-o, we roll, roll

Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock

Bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real

Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners

[Krayzie Bone]

Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all

They fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah

Niggas they get it then pissed off

And ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers

They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh

We got something to put you back into your truck quick

Hey, that four-four magnum, gon' handle em'

Ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat

Execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth

You plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me

My nigga, we know what ya thinkin'

Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me

I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit

That be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin'

What have I got to make sure they lit him up good

And you can still find me, where (You know we no bullshit)

East 99, drug dealers and po-po, yeah that's St. Clair

Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland

You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'

If somebody got beef, we got millions done made

I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga

We comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me

(Any bodies) All those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room

If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n,

And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet

I get plots on the riot riot bang

That's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man

Sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more

You havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body

Smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high.

[Wish Bone]

Come on, come on, don't be shy

Let's get high

[Krayzie Bone]

We got that herb

[Wish Bone]

If you want some, want some

We got weed indeed, you need some, need some

Ah, yeah I know this just might sound crazy

But lately gotta roll with my gun

Cause the haters they hate me

Wanna hurt that nigga, Bone, niggas somehow, someway get paid

And quit playa hatin'

That buck to the bang, everything I got, I got 'cause we rhyme

Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time

And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you

So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown

Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey

Blowin' up your face with your pistols

And get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang

Nigga wanna roll with Bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool

Don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang

All up in that body, got him, got him

We won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time

I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine

[Bizzy Bone]

Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you loss

And make it look to floss

Let there be coffins for all of your offspring

Now let there be coffins for all of your offspring

For the police on the corner, creepin' up

Here come them soldiers pullin' up

Better watch one of them St. Clair niggas

Put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya

Really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit

You runnin' with a gang of bitches for you

Ready when I'm ready to do it you

It in my thang but a buck, buck is small change

It's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin'

And the Bizzy maintain, nigga this the North Coast homie

That city where the St. Clair niggas sell dope

I hear police roll deep in the set, see none of us scared

And we show that it's on, bitch, bang

You feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch

I done put it down with my click, and stood on my own,

And kill flesh and I rest on the nine

I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs

And em' all niggas been anxious lil' Bizzy, but it's all good

I still ball, and I know when ya roll

I'm snatchin' your souls with the Bone

We can show it, and since I'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer

My niggas, I figured I'd let 'em all know it

Playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think I'm scared

You, dead wrong, did you think when I break you down.

[Hook repeated to fade]

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