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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - "Body Rott"
Lyrics to Body Rott : [Chorus 2X] I say the war shouldnt stop Until these playa-hatin niggas body rott (body rott) Nigga the war shouldnt stop Until these motherfuckin cops body rott (body rott) [Krayzie] We paper chasers, smokin blunts Youll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us (like us) Dont be so quick to test us Ill be annoyed and might bust Ima have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija So I can see If maybe he can tell me Why youre hatin on me, bitin on me Why you want me To show a nigga Leather Face, and he Dont fuck around nigga Hes a real buck em down nigga Motherfuck rappin, how bout fuckin wit me now nigga Nigga get ya checks from ya broads, get high Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya niggas and ride Everybody wanna party, even the niggas with a problem Made-nigga, we done solve em Cause, bitch well sqaush em Dont know me, fuck you when you got beef But you also got to clone styles, and no motif See me rappin on yo TV actin And its a fact that when you see us in person Think we gon flex, or show you no action Down for mine, got to show a nigga time to time So I figure Ill slow down the rhyme So they can understand Im filled with so much anger and pain And if I drop, then Ill explode like a fuckin grenade nigga Fuck calm, time to ring the alarm Breakin niggas out of prison killin all the guards (Woo!) Power to the people, givin people the power To put it down in your city And fuck them hillbillies Nigga, I cant stand no Motherfuckin po-po When will we start killin these bitches and takin no mo' Yeah, Mo Thug, the only clique that I claim Although we all beyond the bangin You can say I roll wit-a-gang And dissin chin checkers in the making So nigga continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation) [Chorus] [Bizzy] I heard. I murdered. I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard) Yeah nigga, we holler about all of the murders Look what they did to Tyrone Flippin the flow and let it burn Without pistols, the police aint strong Finna bomb, bitch, you fuckin wit all the black gat peeps And in the 1999 when ya meet up in the end Be it be no peace for the police The (Biz!) here to rip the (streets!) And get em all (pissed!) Get '' We dont take (defeat!) Me steppin (retreat!) You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet Jus pick up my cannon, nigga, yeah yeah Hear the pump, it erupt Were corrupt as the four, down to buck Come and get fucked up And get up outta the county, nigga get rowdy (duck into battle) Disappear-pear, in a ally Reappear-pear, off in Cali Can you feel me, daddy' Proudly handle stuff like a man And went through shit in Cleveland With the band Now look at me platinum Fuck the rap, and corner bitch made hation nation Nowadays an occupation So why you hate me' Still cant fade me away Go on, be gone The point of view was made with the song And while they pop, Im ready to bomb (bomb bomb bomb) [Chorus] [Layzie] How do you see me when you see me' Drinkin on Hennesy and Remy Look into my eyes, my shit is dreamy Beggin to Scotty, "Wont you beam me up'" I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry Yall better expect annihalation fuckin around with the SCT And I better be a souljah organizer, but theyre lovin just us Army see, full of harmony, and nigga In Thugs We Trust So nigga I bust, so back up off me Givin no mercy, shit is critical Killin you individual with a Ouija type ritual Im diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come & raid me Aint no way to be safe Nigga, this the army brigade So listen up and hear whats spoken As I start this locomotion Retaliate because we chosen Open showin the Lord his devotion [Chorus] [Wish] Now when youre fuckin with me Make sure you know what youre doin Got niggas knowin, rollin with me Infra red to yo head, dont beg, you dead, we fled Gotta get away Gotta make sure Im free so when you need me I can buck another day Its a Bone thing, better ride ride Cause when you fuckin wit You gon die die Dont be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all Run all of it (all of it) Fuck that dog, fuck that dog Cause niggas is superstitious Nigga dont pull no gun if you aint gon spit Click clack clack be the sound These police and haters is wrong, oh We buckin em down Trust in me, in harmony, I try peace Eternally bless my soul, Lord And everybody that rides with me: Its from me to you. Its from me to you (me to you) Its just my point of view Its just our point of view (point of view, point of view) Yeah, and thats why I stay high So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da Ladi-da-da-da, so high, so high [Chorus] [ Body Rott Lyrics ]
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