Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guess Who's Back , by - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Release date: 28.10.2002
Song language: English
Guess Who's Back |
| Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes |
| Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes |
| Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble |
| We keep it goin' get it for the Mid West |
| Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish |
| We can’t forget about Flesh |
| We finna drop another bomb |
| We figure they can’t take another rhyme |
| Come back off and get um with another platinum ryhthm |
| And they won’t fuck in the lab |
| They want to try to keep up so come on |
| Thirty million sold and that I’ll just stay at that now what about that |
| Listen to the thuggish |
| And listen to every other rapper rap about who that come from |
| Talkin' Bone fell off |
| Say what they bust just like us |
| They ain’t even knowin' were it came from like richer niggas |
| They ain’t going to give it to us so we gon take it |
| We just come to tell you that Bone Thugs back |
| And we still creepin' |
| Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble |
| Guess who’s back. |
| Now tell me how many thugs |
| Get down like us |
| And still harmonize like the great Temptations |
| Sit back look back |
| Came in the game |
| Came right back (back) With no hesitation |
| Put up yo money honey what ever ya got we won’t lose |
| Put up or shut up |
| Get slapped in front of all your dogs |
| And all your dudes |
| Cause I’m a smarter thug all ways wanted to be a thug |
| What do you think |
| Do you think he gon do something |
| Don’t let the money fool you |
| Don’t let the money do you |
| Cause it ain’t really about nothin' (nothin') |
| Its just so much they gon let in |
| Toss that we gon show you who you are messin' with |
| That’s why I started a war in this rap game |
| You got to hit hard |
| And let them now who they dealin' with |
| Guess who’s back. |
| Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble |
| Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes |
| Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes |
| When we meet on the concrete jungle |
| We can do it |
| We can rumble |
| Take it to the streets |
| And let the whole world crumble |
| All I ever seen was heavy smoke in the air |
| Bustin' heavy shots |
| They just don’t care |
| If you don’t then I’m goin to get all tha bloodiness |
| Niggas want peace but I know they all gon test us |
| The thugs commin' back to bring the thug essence |
| Thugs commin' back to bring back the thug blessins |
| For the lord where doin' to fight the wind |
| Imma fight to get them all hyped again |
| Tell the Bone Thug story again |
| If a nigga still hatin' a pipe again |
| Like I did before creep creep and I came |
| Just four more niggas down for there thang |
| Never been afraid to let my nuts hang |
| How to you think Bone Thug made it to the top of the game nigga |
| Fully automatic loaded |
| Remy Martin fill my potion |
| Coastin' on freeways keep rollin' till we hit the ocean |
| Motion on freeways bout to bustin on niggas bostion |
| Popi Cholos solo with my pistol so smokin' |
| Pullin' pop up bitch nigga if you talkin' |
| Tokin', tortin' with my pistol |
| Got you people open |
| These niggas is enemys |
| Shots up in they body |
| Never was friend to me |
| Pass me the Hennessey |
| Hey |
| Bone Thugs back and your gonna be in trouble |
| Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes |