Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Introduction, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Date of issue: 24.07.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Da Introduction |
| Gotta give it on up to the glock glock |
| Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow |
| The bone in me never no ho, |
| so no creepin up outta the ziplock |
| So sin, sip gin, and lil’mo heart run up, nut up And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, |
| mistakin’the bloody victims |
| Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and … |
| Buck buck buck blow |
| Ha ha ha hah ha ha ha haa |
| Right back at your motherfucking ass |
| Comes those real true thugs |
| Straight out the double glock, |
| Puttin’it down for the motherfuckin’land |
| Taking no shorts no losses |
| Puttin’it on you jealous bitch made playa hating-ass niggas, |
| You betta tell 'em what’s real bitch |
| Takin’ova the shit in the '9−5 |
| I bring to you the one and only… |
| Bone Thugs N Harmony |
| Nigga this St. Claire… |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin them bodies undaground |
| It’ll be all about that llelo bank roll |
| Betta make that money man, dead wrong |
| Put it on the low betta beat them hoes |
| Gotta get them demons off me Creepin’up softly seepin’up through my soul |
| And sleepin’ain’t good to go now |
| When I’m wll rollin’off those |
| 'N betta watch the do' |
| Bet I won’t be slippin’sleepin' |
| None ah them thugs I bails wid |
| Put ah trail ah twelve guage shells |
| Bloody be smell 1−8-7 and the 2−11 |
| 12-guage and the AK-47 spray |
| Let the Ripster kill 'em now |
| Put 'em off in the grave daily |
| When the slugs start crawl up in ya |
| Well I roll wid realer niggas |
| Pop pop drop to the sound and to ground |
| Lit 'em up to kill ya Them St. Claire thugs we love |
| When they pumpin’them slugs now what, |
| See them duck from the scum |
| When I dug them enemies deep in the muddy drug |
| Don’t run wid them |
| Choose snooze you lose |
| And left in the alley fa fucked up What’s up wid them shoes ooh they knew |
| So we runnin’offa my dog’s truck |
| Bust ah left at the block and what’da ya know |
| All ah the po-po they follow |
| Cuff ah guy and see him layin’behind the store |
| But nigga remember my motto |
| No surrender, gotta get away hit the fence wid the quickness |
| Hit the other side and I swing to the right |
| Running through the gutta hit '95, |
| Peel, bending for safety we make it and chill |
| Gotta make ah mil but ah nine kick off for real |
| Nigga drop that bill or I pop my steel |
| Ain’t no competition don’t fuck wid my clik |
| And so listen you bitches stay trippin’it’s okay |
| When we stickin’and lickin’them pockets |
| So droppa that dolla man glocka holla bang |
| Thuggin’wid ah thug nigga smoking blunts |
| Nigga don’t stiff on no weed smoke it off |
| Cause nigga you know when the pockets get ride |
| I’ma run and get ah sack and come choke wid ch’all |
| Now you fuckin’wid these thuggish killas |
| Creepin’up outta the land and they ready to ride |
| Gettin’high of thai |
| My niggs in the land got glocks fa days on the 9−9 |
| Betta kill 'em all dog |
| Bed make as they fall wid the 12-guage you bustin’on niggas |
| So what now, come nigga get buck pow |
| And not only that get shut ta fuck down |
| And I’m talkin’bout niggas that wanna contend wid the thugstas |
| Some nigga done fucked up Neva no playa hataz in the clik touch loud and we neva no bustaz |
| Neva catch ah nigga sleep |
| Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland dwell |
| Daily collectin’me mail |
| And I meet you in hell if all else fails |
| Oh well |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |
| Execution double nine style |
| Steadily sendin’that body underground |