Bone Thugs N Harmony - 2 Glocks Lyrics
Bone thugs~n~harmonyBtnhresurrectionKrayzie(panic time, bring your gun)Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all ***** with (fall to death,Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all you could (fall to death,Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,And boots. still dont give a ***** about the law. still run with a pump in myCar and ***** who you are! you *****in with a couple of niggas thats reallyInsane. Im talkin loco, krayzie as hellit aint just a nameits the game.We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in myBrain. besides that, man aint nothin changed. look at me now, Im still aThug, nigga I still smoke bud. (you know) you know I still represent st. clairWig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin I told ya butWe put it down like that. and whoever we got to ***** up to prove that we do it,And keep on movin. guess whos back up in the house? original clevelandCriminals niggas just send em subliminal messages like murda, mo murdaMurda! never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. causeI got niggas thats ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protectMy niggas forCombat, leather face at cha and on your ass like I was a heat-seeker, quicklyThe reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.LayzieI be the smoothest lil nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you ***** withMe, then ima ***** with you. introduce you to this heat. I sweep the street.When I draw down, let me hear ya say ***** the law! now. rawest niggas in theTown, ready to thug and go down. go pound for pound, nigga thats the motto.Let me see you throw them things and if its real, nigga, keep it real. show meYour game. Im sure gon claim what the ***** is mine, my nigga Ill take it.Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme yourMoney, drop them keys, its a jack-move *****! and since you haters aint gotNo business thats how we attack your shit. nigga well smack your ***** in theMiddle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family isFor real.KrayzieGet cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all ***** with (fall to death,Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all you could (fall to death,Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]BizzyPull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. fore it all gets spent up.And you wanna get rid of a hood ***** with game. and every ***** said Im aGood ***** *****in with my wood grain. everybody still playin that hood gameQuiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when its tired. my environment aintNothin but niggas dyin in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas.Split up these niggas off in different sections. dont hate my message. destinyLed to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a niggas sherm, and come listenTo the sermon. swervin in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. butEverybody know I got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends hadFaith in me. suckas wouldnt run. a nigga not insane. niggas still withMebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevateThrough time, nowhere to hide.FleshOur dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin, soakinWith bloodly body be beggin me. you know what you shouldve capped like 2pacWith a glock. theyre deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. youKnow you done *****ed up, dont you niggas? runnin up blastin gas craters.What the ***** you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be aBird, or maybe its even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5thDawg. ***** you thought, mutha***** fame, for the fact the shit is a phat gameGoin remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang!I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, I say. now how many times will iHave to slay today? will I raise my guage? oh God ! how will I teach cha, butIts these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. dont have it?Have it! runnin up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, matchIt, collecting more cash. thats true, youre feeling that, niggas said all myBabies geT a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! I call onMy mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we theTightest, you know mo the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family neverDivided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, youWanna come test my enterprise? *****, you better go think twice, and open upYour mutha*****in eyes! these niggas cant ***** with the 5th dawg, finnaParlay! everyday stormin your way, you better lay low, so you might just duckWhen I buck guage! cant you see my niggas having a ball all day. since weHavin a ball all day, mutha*****as player hate!KrayzieGet cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all ***** with (fall to death,Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill em all you could (fall to death,Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*4]
