Fuck 'em, let the law end   'Cuz we simply get the raw end   Coffins open, dump 'em all in      Nine millimeters, three-eighty's   You're feelin' me, kill 'em 'cuz I go with plenty artillery   Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis   Let us begin with bullets   Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison   And let 'em come with us, retaliation   We come and blast 'em with leather masks on, let loose      You need beware when you're rollin' down the Clair   These niggas is killas, try to feel us   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      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 feelin' it again   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   When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it   Jump off in my hottie   Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party   Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah      When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge   War anytime I roll   Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours   Expect the four nigga ring yo doors and don't you diminish   'Til I finish you with it or you would missed 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 sixty-fo' Impala go   Lurk, better searchin' all the doors   Runnin' through crowds 'til I get to Mexico   Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent   Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of   (Story of, story of)      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 the game   But I love the way the thugstas stay   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   And we nigga fin to even the score      Nigga drank 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 while you're tryin' to ruin me   Quicker the copper   The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya   We shot ya, we shot ya, hey, my niggas boxed ya      My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'   Pac got his, got headlight 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 is take a bite of the forbidden fruit   And never seen us shoot if I could be the 187 on you      Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on for the next that get wrong   Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect   Then sleep with the rest   Don't even expect 'cuz 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      Fuck 'em, let the law end   'Cuz we simply get the raw end   Coffins open, dump 'em all in      Fuck 'em, let the law end   'Cuz we simply get the raw end   Coffins open, dump 'em all in      Fuck 'em, let the law end   'Cuz we simply get the raw end   Coffins open, dump 'em all in   ...