BONE was my favorite rap group in the 90s but to keep it real, they lost every battle they had. 3 six tore thier asses up and Twista & Do or Die murdered their asses easily with a few tracks......just saying.
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Nigga what!!!! Hope it gets all them niggaz hype. Even flesh wack ass lol
That's that lame nigga shit. Trying to change the narrative
I was just joking i fucked with flesh solo album a little bit
No you weren’t, flesh has always been trash juice
Wish started off ass and stepped his game up later....he ran the E99 eternal album
He definitely wasn't cold as the main 3. But he wasn't wack as Wish. Like i said his solo joint got a couple songs i still slap when they come on there ipod
Eh, I never jammed flesh and I’m a hardcore bone fan.
Nothing lame about it
Who raps to not get money?
I don’t have a dog in this fight
Both these niggas weak
Biggie washed the whole click
Be honest fam, do u continue to listen to the song AFTER biggie verse done?
The coldest verse bizzy said after the year 2000
This was my 1 here. Probably cuz of the smooth beat and the fact Layzie ripped it
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Totally lame fam. Of course everybody works/raps to get money. Money was never the topic of discussion though until the nigga that knows he can't really rap wanted to make it about that in the hopes all the young dumb stans would ride that wave.
Bone would kill Migos. Give Beanie Sigel a ponytail and replace Wish Bone and they set.
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The argument was biggest rap group ever i believe. And I'll ask this. Will Migos have a song 20+ years from now as memorable as 1st of the month or crossroads?
yeahh buddy this is what i was waiting on..they tried there best to avoid joe budden..and all you had to do was wait for one of these ignorant azz
young rappers to open up there mouths...we all know these m-f's cant rap for shit...
young rappers to open up there mouths...we all know these m-f's cant rap for shit...
WHAT !!!! HOW !?! from all accounts Biggie was so shook form their style after witnessing it first hand in the studio that he refused to get on the track during the studio session. Dude went home and started writing again in order to keep up with Bone. Bizzy Bone ate that track.
Layzie kinda washed though...we need Bizzy and Krayzie for backup....I know Bizzy will snap. Bone are not the greatest battle rappers but Migos can't even be compared with them. I hear radio announcers but like best rap group ever LOL referring to migos when you have groups like outkast, Bone, that fucking ripped hiphop in a way better way than these clowns did. bones impact was ridiculous..its 2 different eras i like migos but their clowns compared to bone.
why niggas be doing my boy STRAIGHT JACKET LIKE THAT...wish is cold man. go listen to east 1999...dude murdered every track and listen to no surrender Wish's best is the hardest verse i ever heard. POP! POP! POP!
Lol i been listening to Bone since 6th grade. I just never liked him
Lol ok.
Fucked a few female stars or two
Then I blew like, nigga, move like Mike
Shit, not to be fucked with
Motherfucker better duck quick
'Cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your clique
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them niggas, I got to fight one
All them hoes, I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
What you gonna do: fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, nigga, die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
"Cash Rules Everything Around Me"
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me
Fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
Big come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thugs dudes
Who's the killer: me or you?
Man yall can pump these lil dudes up if yall want to but they ain't ready lol, any Bone never been battle rappers but I doubt of them put out classics like Bone did. IJS
Laughed my ass off when I realized they were talking about how they jack and rob mofos. Still bang to this day!
[Krayzie]
Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thing to click click, bitch, gimme your shit
Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug
Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud
With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack
And I snag my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag
ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed
Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe
I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said
"Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe
if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit
And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell"
Trail to the back with the money in the sack
Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail
Well, tickets I'm out the door
hopped in the smug, and I break fast
Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash
At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth
Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks
Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool
I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya
See, a nigga creep on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.
[Layzie]
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down
steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid
Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder
That'll get a nigga locked the cage
Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause
What can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit
But a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store
Select which one will I raid. Got be headin' downtown
'cause tonight's the night
Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face
so a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight
Stole two cars, and I parked one north
Parked one east for the smooth switch
When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell if a
nigga don't dwell in the same shit?
Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene
And there's no one I can spot, so I get my ass down
Looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock
Now I jump my ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag
And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds
Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings
And some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining
Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open
Grabbed all the money they had
And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah
Got to let my niggas check out my bag
And I got away smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned
And ain't no bullshit get brung up
That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
[Bizzy]
Downin' Jamaican spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang
Nigga that's the click on my brain, drop another victim insane
Feel the murderous nerve
this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me
Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis
Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this
Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage
Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, should've seen her tremble
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms
It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em
Don't gimme no hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks
and I know y'all got some shit
Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin'
Ladies and babies scream onto the floor
("Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools
Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese
and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'?
Blood clot, here to be dead what one of them niggas said
Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red
One that callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness
He made out with a smooth thirty G's
So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness
So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up
good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up love to my thugs
'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up.
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves
[Krayzie]
Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thing to click click, bitch, gimme your shit
Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug
Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud
With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack
And I snag my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag
ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed
Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe
I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said
"Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe
if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit
And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell"
Trail to the back with the money in the sack
Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail
Well, tickets I'm out the door
hopped in the smug, and I break fast
Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash
At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth
Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks
Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool
I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya
See, a nigga creep on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.
[Layzie]
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down
steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid
Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder
That'll get a nigga locked the cage
Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause
What can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit
But a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store
Select which one will I raid. Got be headin' downtown
'cause tonight's the night
Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face
so a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight
Stole two cars, and I parked one north
Parked one east for the smooth switch
When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell if a
nigga don't dwell in the same shit?
Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene
And there's no one I can spot, so I get my ass down
Looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock
Now I jump my ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag
And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds
Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings
And some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining
Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open
Grabbed all the money they had
And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah
Got to let my niggas check out my bag
And I got away smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned
And ain't no bullshit get brung up
That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up
Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves
[Bizzy]
Downin' Jamaican spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang
Nigga that's the click on my brain, drop another victim insane
Feel the murderous nerve
this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me
Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis
Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this
Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage
Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, should've seen her tremble
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms
It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em
Don't gimme no hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks
and I know y'all got some shit
Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin'
Ladies and babies scream onto the floor
("Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools
Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese
and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'?
Blood clot, here to be dead what one of them niggas said
Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red
One that callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness
He made out with a smooth thirty G's
So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness
So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up
good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up love to my thugs
'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck
'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up.
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves
U stupid
That whole song was cold everybody verse
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