straight! Weed mek wi concen-trate! Dem a ficht it, suh bun babylon, straight! Ghetto yute waan house and land, straight! Caah, to make money a di plan, straight
: Of all of the fears I?ve grown to love I?m frightened the most of missing you I punish myself for finding joy And focus on what I have to lose It?s
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back in this motherfucker (That's right That's right) The original T-H-U-G's [Hook: Krayzie Bone] Back to set it straight we never
Bone will make his money And won't get caught because the cops To me ain't nothin' but dummies? So what you need? I'm servin' Everything is straight.
jealous muthafuckas Straight on my dick and bitin' lyrics Who is that perpetratin' and takin' our lyrics Non-originatin' slobs You wait 'til they album comes out [Boogie Nite] Straight
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate Nine, ten, we're out to kill again Straight from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell
an assassin (son of an assassin) Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin pops kickin' ass And the #1 Assassin
what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie] Well it's the #1 Assassin Provin' a point to many people Some claim to be assassins But to Bone
gotta make a livin' And I don't give a damn I take your life for what you got If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot A bullet to
: Where you from nigga? [Layzie Bone] Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the
guage eruption, And I'm on a road to destruction And steady be bustin' and bodies be bustin' me, Killa, with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya Number one assassin
be that short temper high style rhyme bringer Life style got wild similar to rock singer Check me on the big screen, livin? out my dream Cypress, Assassin
I'm out smokin And I still see myself as Enforcer Knock em in their face if they dedicate closer A Cuban massive man (Spanish) With real attack touch straight
real deal Fuck all the bullshit, Cypress Hill Comes raining on your brain Bringing the blood stains Smeared on the sidewalk, one mark dome of the prejudice skull, hanging in my home "Straight
I'm low as a paid assassin is You know I'm cold as a hired sword I'm so ashamed can't we patch it up You know I can't think straight no more You make
his ass know, he can come and get some And he ain't mean shit to me, comin from the PJP The Project Born assassin but you best be watchin me Cause I'
Jay-Z] Don't know what y'all niggaz is tryin to do but I don't like it Yeah, straight gangster shit Heyyyy, uh-huh-uh-uhh gangster shit Uhh, straight