Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Die Die Die, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Date of issue: 24.07.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Die Die Die |
| Shut up nigga… Shut the fuck up nigga |
| Here they come… Here they come |
| Here they come nigga… Duck down nigga duck down |
| there they are |
| Shit.come on nigga come on nigga run for it nigga make. |
| Freeze motherfucker! |
| Shit… |
| I’m lil’ripsta, im… |
| Leather face comin’to kill them at night |
| Die Die Die |
| so we buck them studio thugstas I’m… |
| willing and ready to ride |
| I pop pop droppin’them niggas with the glock gun |
| Nigga, you best start run, duckin’the shotgun |
| leavin''em up off my block stunned |
| One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya you fuckin’with Bone you better believe we livin’like soldiers |
| We lovin’that thugsta shit so nigga just throw your pumps in the air |
| Then you pump pump put one in a coppa like ya just don’t care |
| You don’t wanna fuck with you don’t wanna buck with a realer nigga |
| Better check my manuscript |
| drugdealer, killa, cabbage peeler |
| Thug with Lil’Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some |
| Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone |
| Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong leave 'em alone til’it be on Krayzie put on one in your dome |
| and nigga be thinkin’I’m wrong so go on |
| Cause nigga the sawed-off ain’t full of shit |
| Me lovin’to smoke tweed and me weed man |
| They givin’me what me need man when I light my blunt |
| fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke smoke |
| get paid good so we gonna blaze good |
| So come to The Land where all the thugs be real |
| Them St. Claire niggas they ain’t no joke |
| so catch a slug or chill nigga |
| Lie down with your hands behind your back |
| Naw bitch you lie your funky ass on the ground. |
| now |
| This seemingly routine investigation |
| had become a horrible nightmare. |
| Running with gats and bats |
| so nigga don’t test rest or you get a peeled cap |
| pap pap that pump better check that gun |
| for a nigga done get that skull cracked |
| Lil’Rip done rolled up the bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up Let’s swerve to the birds set up a hold up so many bodies me blowed up Nuts bucks and guts nigga mistakin’them balls for dogs |
| All niggas’ll get mauled no thing to pick up a pump |
| and people know ya and never hold ya especially when them rolls up Bet I bringin’in them guns run a thug get low down |
| You don’t wanna get nutted cause’nigga you gonna get bloody |
| once you see the braids and skully |
| Cuttin’that throat when I’m rippin’up somethin’lovely |
| What is it in ya? |
| deep in the dead when we get fried |
| POD when I comes to ride |
| Creep but you sleep and then fall in the night |
| once inside forgettin’about remorse your curse will ride |
| cry now when you’re ready to lie down |
| when I’m weak in a mental state |
| Somebody gonna die now |
| meanwhile swerve to the burbs |
| Man he just all of a sudden just jumped out of a window |
| I didn’t know what was goin’on I’m just walkin’by |
| Just got a bottle of wine. |
| I was just walkin’by |
| and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled |
| (And that was it.) I don’t know? |
| Well I saw his wife begging him |
| and she said don’t jump and he did |
| Did you know the guy? |
| He sure had a problem |
| That’s all I could tell ya All I seen was them put the lady in a police car |
| and take her I guess it was his wife |