Let The Law End
Chorus: Fuck'em let the law end law end cause we simply get the raw end raw end coffins open dump'em all in.
Krayzie: 9 millimeters 380s you're feelin me kill'em cause I go with plenty artillery cover your shit�it be gauges and uzis�let us begin with bullets can't none of they break out the niggas from prison and let'em come with us retaliation we come and blast'em with leather masks on�let loose.
Wish: Nigga beware when your rollin down the Clair these niggas is killas that are fearless thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland�we steadily creepin on ya and you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep ho-check you don't wanna fuck with Bone let loose.
Layzie: Nigga bulletproof if a muthafucka pull it then he better shoot�nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue never respect you blowin your chest through labelled as a menace but I'm still it yes and I'm in it to the finish�better check my manuscript killa for realer drug dealer little nigga cap peeler�bailin through the Land equipped with a pistol grip pump shotty�shotty�jumped off in my hottie�nigga lodi dodi rollin through your party fin to show you this Mo' Thug bomber yeah.
Bizzy: When I storm my cause up outta ??�get me�badge �War anytime I ?? come with the war nigga gonna get yours expect the 4r nigga bring your chrome and don't you start and not finish you with it or you against it? on the hit list couldn't resist it nigga you risk it here to stick with it�to the po-po you-know-who don't roll in a 64 impala�go look better search and out the door runnin til I found Mexico�go nigga Bizzy Bone the story how a warrior went down�thug little Rip gets�so sadistic it's story of story of story of.
Krayzie: Killin for my niggas steady got up in the pen depend on me let'em leave�well we better flee set'em all free�give up? they can't�nigga follow me bailin all the way to a thugsta's street and when our niggas really get to poppin at the cops you'll be lookin at a hell of a war�muthafucka done rocked the boat�now a nigga fin to even the score nigga took too much took too much no surrender no you're never gonna catch me never gonna catch me catch me�I'll keep runnin I'll keep runnin for my life and duckin bullets�why you tryin to ruin me? quick it's the cop but the quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya�we shot ya�we shot ya�hey my niggas boxed ya.
Flesh: My nigga we all in together in position for the maulin black gat there's headlights ahead of me keep me raw and fuck it let the law end open the coffin top locked let the body fall in�quit doggin all the juice runnin loose for my crew�oh what I'm gonna do? take a bite of the forbidden fruit and never seen us shoot�it could be the 187 on you Flesh-n-Bone got the chrome and it's on for the next that get wrong�catch my TEC and it's on ain't about disrespect you sleep with the rest�don't even expect cause you ain't goin home�who's next? bring it on whoever wanna flex think it no thang for me get with you all up in your shit quick when I split up your wig your brain gon hang.
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