Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frontline Warrior, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.
Date of issue: 03.12.2000
Song language: English
Frontline Warrior |
Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys |
Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught |
Well it’s all about his Mo Thug music |
Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon’do you |
Who the fuck them niggas tryin to play? |
Lay don’t stop until you meet my glock |
I’ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop |
Nigga why not? |
Time’s tickin on the clock aint the heat hot |
I’ma hit the weed spot joy ride with my niigas till the beat drop |
We got big benjamins spendin CEO’s |
While you playin we buyin y’all rentin pin me Probably livin in a tent pocket full of lint |
Tryin to flip it like I flip it nigga got me bent |
And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders, and y’all aint Bone |
B.B.O.B. |
the bad boy of the Bone |
I’ll be thuggin for eternal wanna test me its on Now where my niggas at? |
Get the gat peel a nigga wig back |
Nigga dig that dig that |
All original clevelands own criminal here we go From a place where a nigga might bury ya Nigga act up and I better take care of you scared of ya |
I be ready for the war |
Nigga I’m americas most, bailin coast to coast |
Steady thuggin out here in these streets |
Lookin out for the rollers duckin these haters they wanna face |
Well I keep my heat |
And it ain’t no peace and fuck tha police |
Come out the house all eye’s on me Jump in my 5 double 0 B-E-N-Z XL and I hit the freeway |
(Bizzy) |
???on sunday |
Never know I might bust on you one day ohhh |
Swiggin with jack and the bombay oh bye bye go po po |
Yeah nigga fuck you o hell yeah fuck you too |
Better than God devise realize you can end up bigger |
But my niggas in the middle ballin we wont stop |
The foul sinnin the killin now |
And then nobody gets in the middle together |
And they tell the nigga it good to be back |
From prison but don’t nobody feel him but them niggas around the globe |
And the mission was money was gold |
Everyone nutty when money because he was out of the gutter |
When nothin but avid souls better make us and touch |
Noone will touch me one wait till they ruff enough |
Got him at last but I just corrupt |
I dont even erupt |
Creep on ah come up, what up Trapped in a rapture the trumpets pumpin tellin us somethin |
Snatch you we havin a blast you tatterd like cattle |
And medalion diamonds in the ??? |
Ghetto was bastards runnin much faster than the average asses in the shadows |
Out of the battlefield |
(Big B) |
Call me a secret weapon |
I think the war is on And when they ask em who is he It’s 7th sign and bone |
Call me a secret weapon |
When the war is on And when they ask em who is he It’s Big B and Bone |
Frontline soldiers |
til fade |