Body Rott Lyrics by Bone Thugs-n-harmony

Body Rott Lyrics

    chorus (krayzie):
    I say the war shouldn't stop
    Until these playa-hatin niggaz body rott (body rott)
    Nigga the war shouldn't stop
    Until these mothafuckin cops body rott (body rott)
    (x2)

    Krayzie:
    We presist smoke blunts
    Youll never find a thuggish bunch of niggaz like us
    Dont be so quick to test us
    I be laodin my bust
    Im a have to talk to eazy through the ouija
    So i can see if maybe he can tell me
    Why ya hatin on me bitin on me
    Why ya want me to show a nigga leatherface in me
    Dont fuck around nigga he's a real buck em down nigga
    Motherfuck rampin how bout fuckin with me now nigga
    Nigga get ya chips from ya bras get high
    Then ya bras get cheese from niggas and ride
    Everynody wanna party even the niggaz with problem
    Hey nigga we'll solve em cuz bitch we'll squash em
    You dont know me fuck you when you got beef
    But you also got no clothes no style and no mo teeth
    See me rampin on yo tv actin
    And its a fact that when you see us in person
    That we wouln't flex so show you no action
    Down for mine, got to show a nigga time 2 time
    So i figga i slow down the rhyme
    So they can understant i sing with so much anger and pain
    That if i jump then ill exlpode like a fuckin grenade
    Nigga, fuck calm time to ring the alarm
    Break the niggaz out of prison killin all the gaurds
    Power to the people givin people the power
    To put it down in yo city
    And fuck dem hill billies
    Nigga i cant stand no motherfuckin po-po
    But we gon start killin these bitches and takin no more
    Yea, mothug the only click that i claim
    Although we all be on tha bangin
    You can say i role wit a gang
    And this is seen checkers in tha making
    So nigga continue with the remains

    Chorus

    Bizzy:
    I heard, i heard, i heard....
    Yeah nigga we heard of anotha murder
    So when they got the tyrone
    Flipin the flow now let it burn
    When tha pistol they polish it off
    Rollin withbone
    Bitch, you know we come with
    Black dat please
    In the 1999 with my feet up in indonesia
    Were there be no beat
    Release the beat
    Gotta rid tha streets
    And getta my peeps
    ????but they cant me
    ????????????????
    ????????????????
    Its never a trench
    Nigga betta use your arms betta use your fists
    Pick up my cannon and get get yea
    Were gonna fuck you up????
    Were corrupt as a 40 dollar fuck
    Come and get fucked up
    And get out tha county niggaz get rallyed
    Duck in an alley dissapear pear
    In an ally
    Reapear pear off in cali
    If ya fell me daddy early
    I was taught like a man man
    And we do shiticly
    With tha band
    Now look at me platnum fuck da rap
    We caught a bith made hation
    Nation now a dayz on oc-u-pation
    So why you hate me still cant fade me
    Im waiting on me
    Because a point of view was made with the song
    Im ready to go pop pop pop pop pop

    Chorus

    Layzie:
    How do you see me when you see me
    Drinkin on hennesy and reamy
    Look into my eyes my shit is dreamy
    Begin to scotty beam me up
    A bunch of gauge eruptions swolled your whole infantry
    Yall betta expect inialation fuckin around with the sct's
    Betta be soldiers organized for the love of justice
    Armacy, for harmony and nigga in thugs we trust
    So nigga i bust so back up off me givin em mercy
    Shit is crittical, killin you individual with a ouija type ritual
    I diggin a ditch for all you po-po who thought that you could come and raid
    There aint no way to be safe nigga its the army briggade
    So listen up and hearwhats spoken as i start this locomotion
    Retaliate because we chosen all we show is pure devotion

    Chorus

    Wi:
    Now when ya fuckin with me
    Make sure you know what cha doin
    Got niggaz dat knowin rollin wit me
    Infared to yo head dont beg you dead
    We fled, gotta get away, gotta make sure im free
    So when you need me i can buck another day
    Its a bone thing betta run run
    Cuz when ya fuckin with you gonn die die
    Dont be suprised bone want your presidents
    Wanna run it all run all of it all of it
    Fuckin done, fuckin done
    Nigga this superstear
    Dont pull no gun if you aint no spirit
    Click clack back be the sound
    These buckers and haters is wrong
    Uh, we buckin em down
    Trust in me, i harmony i free p's
    Eternally bless my soul lord
    And everybody that rides with me
    Its from me to you, its from me to you(me to you)
    Cuz its my point of view
    Its just a point of view(point of view point of view)
    Yea, and thats why i stay high
    So high so high
    Like la-di-da-di, la-di-da-di
    So high so high

    Chorus

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