KRAYZIE BONE

KRAYZIE BONE - Hi-D-Ho lyrics

Yo. I like that. Turn that up some. Oh yea. It's like

it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like

it's like, it's like, it's like

Who be the realest, the illest, most chillest nigga

that could ride any rhythm in here?

That gotta be Krayzie Jackson blazing at 'cha, doing

ya right in ya ear, so clear

Spitting verses that come thirsty for more, so I split

'em, serve 'em, twirl 'em right from the door

Now look who's back on the scene, the lyrical genius Krayzie

Style after style, I got down and get wild, like I'm

drowning a bottle of Gin, I got to

So a speech is slurring, and I see a blurry vision

nigga, you 'bout to get it, watch out

Where the gangstas at? Where the ballers at? Where the

brawlers at? Where my dogs is at?

where them niggaz that don't give a fuck about

nothing, motherfuck 'em, buck 'em and all of that

Keep it thuggish ruggish baby, baby, baby, put up the

dough if you think you can fade this, Bone, Bone

Bone, Bone, Bone

I am what I am as a thug in the Land

Never run and I stand with a gun in my hand

If you want it, come get it, we got it, this beef

inside, we ready, come bring it, come on

Y'all better get outta my way, it's Kray, Leatherface

in the place, finna blow up just like a grenade

Give me pay nigga, don't try to play with my paper

this year cause I swear I'm gonna act like my name

Got a gauge and K that'll blaze in the same

Ya don't really wanna play with me man

But I'ma be ready on any day, y'all just be ready for plenty pay

I bet 'cha I fade any sucka as soon as it pop

Making 'em drop, shaking the spot

One simple shot and they feel the shit done with, plus

I got something for them niggaz that come with

Run quick when my gun spit, and I bust this out in

public, on some thug shit, who the thug bitch? That'll

be T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E and yes, we be

They wanna be like, they wanna roll like them

original, lyrical, miracle, critical killers for real for real

Chokie, chokie, choke, choke, Krayzie Jackson blazing

at 'cha, choke, choke, choke, choke..

Choke, choke, choke, choke, that gotta be Krayzie

Jackson blazing at 'cha, choke, choke, choke, choke..

[x3]

Yea, yea, yea, yea, choke, choke, choke, choke

chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..

Nothing you can say can help you get away from my

eyes, from my eyes, chokie, chokie, choke, choke

choke..

Nothing you can do can truly keep you from my eyes

from my eyes, chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..

Chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..

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