My nigga just entered your business, so can I get a witness?   Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow   Startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up   Me buck, me bang, niggas ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs      Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim   Come again, now they drop down when I'm off the block   Fuck them cops, me and Krayzie runnin' through the Boneyard, daily   Gotta give 'em up to the glock-glock      So I can serve me thugs and maintain to the brain   And thugs remain to slang thangs, long live the dope game   And it won't end ya as long as my niggas remember   No pretender, get right up off the Clair, nigga, fuck it, no surrender      No surrender   No surrender      Not wantin' the copper to hit me a lick up   Found me a victim to stick up, pick up, rollin' the nine-ball, slippin'   That's why me trippin', bloody victim, get him when the time calls, dog   Take two-eleven, bailin', thuggin', knowin' these niggas well      Then Bone's fuckin' with the hoes, here comes them po-pos   Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on   Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on   Jump outta the hottie, move me body      Hittin' them cuts and trails, runnin' like   We lunatics gotta make it back to Hazel daily   Escape and eludin' the chase, buckin' me gauge   So nigga, remember me killa, me no surrender   Me killa, me killa, me killa      No surrender   No surrender      Puttin' me on my knees, tellin' me move and I'm dead   'Cause I'm killin' all your bitches, turnin' them blue suits red   And then I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that bitch up   Because I know that's where ya'll bitches is bound to meet up      Cop killas, all up in they chest and I know what to do with that vest, man   Twenty-two shots, I killa, you don't wanna fuck with Bone, nigga   And it really ain't shit to pull a trigger on a copper   'Cause if I go down, some of ya'll goin' down      'Cause I'm goin' down poppin', so motherfuck all coppers   Let me catch you slippin', nigga, bet I pop ya      Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop   Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop      Ya better believe it's Judgement Day   So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air   Now kill 'em, kill 'em copper, like ya just don't care   When they come, they come creepin', me peepin'      Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin', put 'em in deep in gutters   Me keepin' 'til a me rich and gotta get mine, every time   This'll be over in nine nine, so nigga, get down for the crime   Gonna be more coppers dyin' in the line, fuckin' with thugs      When I be slangin' my drugs, tryin' to cuff me and my nigga boy   Gotta rip them guts and lay your head in blood   Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a nigga.   Bitch, remember, me killa, me no surrender      Me no surrender, nigga, me no surrender   Me no surrender, don't make me put one in ya   Me no surrender, don't make me put one in ya   Me no surrender      No surrender   No surrender   No surrender   ...