Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wind Blow, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Album song Strength & Loyalty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Wind Blow |
Bone Thugs n Harmony |
A yo we aint always been accepted like this till (Listen to the wind blow) |
A nigga got dat Grammy |
Open the door nigga, |
Bone Thugs got a story that’s similar to Mike Jones |
You can ask my homies |
I’m memba back in the days they didn’t want me Now I blew up they all on me They smiles phony |
Its hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fake |
They tryna eat out of yo plate |
And you cant get a break |
Now how much can you take |
For heavens sake |
I cant wait they gone be |
(Listening to the wind blow) |
Sittin back blowin on indo |
Waving wit my middle finger hangin out the window lets roll |
Get yo muthafuckin hand out my pocket |
Now they wanna be wit a nigga |
Feel like we partnas |
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us Neva did call us Where was yo promise |
But now we ridin by |
(Listening to the wind blow) |
Nigga to the real to the sets |
When it comes to the streets |
Livin peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghetto |
Give all peace wont let is go Say we wouldn’t make it Now we some of the greatest |
Bumpin through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo |
Yo don’t love me now |
And you’ll never love me again |
(You cant) you cant say it You would never |
4 tru thugs from the double glock |
A nigga ready to rumble |
When trouble nocks |
2 one way tickets straight off the block |
We gonna this pay |
Yall niggaz jus watch |
?All eyes on me? |
Like my name is Pac |
Fuckin hip hop clock |
Gotta pass the glock |
Takin drastic shots |
Till these bastards stop |
When the casket drop |
I be mashin out |
In brand new drop top flyin nigga |
(Listening to wind blow) |
Killin them niggaz witta automatic weapon |
When they step up they get hit up wit the AK-47 |
Anybody tryna git the muthafuckin blessin |
They betta not mess wit mine cuz im tellin |
Any you niggaz run up again |
That it aint no pretendin go for sin u gonna git in Boy you betta listen listen listen |
(Listening to wind blow) |
If you get a change of foot |
Inch for inch |
You betta do it do it Grab the game |
Do it to it Chase to chase |
But still hood |
Live it or love it Dummies of the rocks |
Duck up out of my hood hood hood |
(Murder) mo murder them all |
? |
The wind blow |
Never see me cuz I get ghost |
So a nigga neva get close |
I go fast or slow |
No matter the tempo |
Murda the instrumental |
Murda the rhythm |
I ride to the rhythm of murda |
Its murda |
This lyrical venom I serve a Gone kill? |
um at minimal murda |
Nigga burn some some |
Stick wit rans dats? |
that cash |
Nigga you betta learn some (some some) |
We got the hood hot lock |
Even got the burbs bumpin bumpin |
They probably tryna get in Don’t nobody wanna be left in the wind |
Uh-oh |
Niggaz that’s not tryna listen to Bone |
The early bird get the worm |
Take the game by the throat and squeeze |
Till the muthafucka broke believe |
Its murda we wrote |
Its dope that we serve on the curb to the booth |
These niggaz don’t feel it cuz we spit the truth |
Aint never no fake and they got me to prove |
Haters just hate and we do what we do Let? |
um talk to you in the face |
Only because we blew up in they face |
If was Bone hurtin |
If that was the case |
I’ll probably go loco and catch me a case |
Nigga jus move and give me some space |
When I let the wind blow in my face |
Nigga don’t quit till I finish the race |
Number one is the place |
Now we ridin by |