[Intro: Layzie Bone] Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Aiyyo we ain't always been accepted like this 'Til a nigga got that Grammy {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww" -- Fleetwood Mac} Open the do' nigga [Layzie Bone] Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones You can ask my homies I remember back in the days when they didn't want me Now I blew up they all on me They smile's phony, it's hard to determine who really is wit'chu These niggaz is fake They tryin to eat out of yo' plate and you can't get a break Now how much can you take, for heaven's sakes I can't wait, they got me listenin {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"} [Krayzie Bone] Sittin back lettin the wind blow Lettin my middle finger hangin out the window, let's roll Get your motherfuckin hand out my pocket Now you wanna be a nigga friend like we partners Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodge us Never did call us, what was yo' problem? And now we ridin by Listen to the wind blow {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"} [Wish Bone] Gettin it real {?} when it comes to the streets Get a piece of a beat like a drum from the ghetto Give us a piece, won't let it go Said we wouldn't make it now we some of the greatest Bumpin through your trunks on yo' radio, radio [Chorus 2X: sample of "The Chain" by Fleetwood Mac] And if you don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain (never break the chain) [Layzie Bone] Fold two thugs from the double glock A nigga ready to rumble when the trouble knocks Took one-way tickets straight off the block We gon' make this pay, y'all niggaz just watch +All Eyez on Me+ like my name was 'Pac Fuckin hip-hop cop got a plastic glock I'm takin drastic shots 'til these bastards stop When the casket drop, I be mashin out in a brand new drop-top Fire, nigga Listenin to the wind {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"} [Krayzie Bone] Killin a nigga with an automatic weapon When they steppin they get hit up with a AK-47 Everybody's tryin to get a nigga with a blessin They better not mess with mine cause I'm tellin All you niggaz from beginnin that it ain't no pretendin Conversate ain't gon' get in They better listen, listen, listen {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"} [Wish Bone] If you get a chance switch beats a inch just do it, do it Grab the gang do it to it, to it Chasin change but still, hood - live it I love it Damn it it's rough, walk up out of my hood, hood, hood [Chorus] [Krayzie + Layzie] Murder them, murder them, all {*4X*} [Krayzie Bone] See me fall like the wind blow Never see me cause I get ghost, so a nigga never get close I go fast or slow no matter the tempo, murder the instrumental Murder the rhythm, I run to the rhythm of murder, it's murder This lyrical venom I serve up, gon' kill 'em at minimal murder Nigga burn somethin, stick for granddad and stack cash Nigga you better learn some'n (some'n) But we got the hood hot like, even got the birds bumpin Everybody tryin to get in Don't nobody wanna be left in the wind [Layzie Bone] Uh-uh, nigga better not try to miss the boat The early bird get the work, take the game by the throat And squeeze, 'til the motherfucker broke Believe, it's murder we wrote It's dope that we serve from the cut to the booth These niggaz don't feel it cause we spit the truth Ain't never no fakin, that Grammy the proof Haters just hatin, we do what we do {"And if..."} Let 'em talk 'til they blue in the face Only because we blew up in they face If Bone was hurtin if that was the case I'll probably go loco and catch me a case Nigga just move and give me some space When I let the wind, blow in my face Nigga don't quit 'til I finish the race Number one in the place and I make no mistakes [Chorus] [Krayzie Bone] And now we're ridin by And now we're ridin by Now we're ridin by Now we're ridin by