B.N.K.
Chorus: Black nigga killa killa killa killa.
Eazy-E: Black nigga killa hate brought death around the block as a hollow point bust through the punk's back Raisin Cain feel no pain as I penetrate nigga five deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind so my soul is a threat to all mankind born to kill I'm wicked by nature cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers a 30.06 with the scope I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast muthafuckas catchin' heat as I bring anger and release more danger from my chamber the evil in my blood is possessed so I creep low from the back slow and push lead through that nigga's flesh ain't no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla on the trigger the black nigga killa.
Krayzie: We be the mighty warrior black nigga killa what's up? you ready to die? you think you can fuck with them thug niggas? come on tell me the truth nigga look in my eyes bitch we get live Bone Thugs-n-Harmony nigga Cleveland's thuggish ruggish niggas still down with the thug shit buck buck bust let'em know we still run this bitch just like an assassin say nigga we nice but can get nasty get into war what else can it be? nigga you know what we came here for you know when we shot through the door my niggas was serious playin no jokes just cause I'm a rapper you thought it's for show? okay nigga let's see if this a real fo-fo you thought we was studio saw us on video seen us in person so here we go here we go what is your problem? here come the bullets better dodge'em I sneaks up behind so I'm fuckin with killas nigga don't make me kill ya got a bodybag for any you bitches thinkin you realer.
Wish: Since we some killers for sure sure hit'em up hit'em hard if you ready to roll niggas out tryin to fuck with us but I'm givin you one warnin that's a no-no cause I got what you need if you are ready to die to die to die nigga bye bye shots might be fired yep everybody gon run? naw shootin at me? better hit me or one day fire! here I come come and you don't wanna see we like that that cause everybody pack guns but Bone go pap pap really just out for the money yall really won't hurt none of yall but playas went too far so I say fuck yall fuck yall yall yall haters all yall yall yall haters.
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Flesh: I'm servin these bitches daily I'm a black nigga killa that's what you can label me unfadable see? you don't really wanna fuck with us you can't touch us you ain't able rest in peace Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper niggas don't ever know what hit'em I split'em and snatch they soul like the Reaper have you ever seen a killer dressed in a trench coat sold over a hundred pounds? rollin downin a fifth of Rose when I stroll and who wanna fuck with me now? lay'em all down when I creep through your town and clown I bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger clack back stack that black nigga killa.
Layzie: Cause dyin be easy nigga you know what Bone be sayin rollin with big guns ain't no playin stayin down for the murda mo slayin aw shit just to let you know man that 187 for realer we black nigga killas and down to ride for E E he'd a ride for me and that's the way it's gon be N.W.A nigga B-O-N-E all around the world most dangerous groups marchin like troops lace your boots be ready to shoot cause if you ain't then a bullet might hit you picture yourself in a coffin so stiff and cold full of formaldehyde better scatter dodge fore this bullet lodged in your ass simply for the cash been around the world seen so many faces and so many places aced this game while they try to erase this daily basis gimme my space shit show me some love though just pump your fist in the air and holler Mo! could you do me that? and I'll hit you back little nigga just wanna know where my thugs at some at the track on the back oh yes some niggas on corner round sellin that crack some of my thugs grave long gone lot of my niggas at home playin Bone could they rest in peace? my niggas sleep Makaveli Biggie Smalls and Eazy-E T-Rock got shot T-Rock got shot Lord bless his city bless his city thats why why I shoot shoot'em up shoot'em up shoot'em up shoot shoot'em up Shoot'em up always nigga always that's why I shoot'em up.
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