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Ganksta Attitude Lyrics - Faces Of Death - Bone Thugs N Harmony

[Krayzie] 

Yeah, Bone Enterpri$e in tha muthafuckin house, nigga! 

Yo, y'all muthafucka's that didn't think we was comin' out 

Check this shit out: I got my nigga Layzie Bone in the muthafuckin' house 

Bizzy Bone in the muthafuckin' house, Wish Bone 

And the muthafuckin' bomb is in the muthafuckin' house 

We gonna do a little something like this... 

 

Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun 

So let's proceed with lychin', yo 

My uzi weighs a ton 

So now you know what I'm bitchin', ho 

The weapon is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball 

Put triggers on niggas 

In rivers, that's where they find y'all 

So drop to your knees 

That's the position, assume it bitch 

You slip and you're soon to get 

Fucked up by a lunatic 

Decide to pack a gat 

Well that's the way I prefer 

Your forty-four might do damage 

But see my streetsweeper's much worse 

My shotguns are cocked 

Make sure you're stayin' in line 

Me twenty two is no fun 

So let me play with me nine 

I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e 

My only army brigade, and if I drop 

Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade 

 

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[Bizzy] 

You see no pistol's in the holster 

Watch the dot's on your forehead 

I'm gunnin' while you're runnin 

And there's plenty of bloodshed 

There's no sympathy over killin 

I already warned you 

You crossed the path of a maniac 

So now you're a goner 

Don't ever step up in my face 

'Cause stupid bitch, you'll get served 

Get on my dick, and stop steppin' 

I'm startin to loose all my nerve 

Your thirty-eights, your forty-fives 

Ain't doin' shit to me 

Punk, 'cause once you're disabled 

Believe you're gonna get stomped 

'Cause you ain't nothin' but a ho, and of course 

I hope you get smoked. I put a gauge to your throat 

And it is murder Bizz wrote 

See, I'm unloadin' while you're foldin' on your niggas 

The usual, doublecross me 

And I'll bet that I'll be laughin' at your funeral 

 

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[Layzie] 

Now, see, I'm robbin' and killin' and stealin' 

Makin' a dope-dealin', that's what I do daily 

'Cause Layzie gotta make a livin' 

And I don't give a damn 

I take your life for what you got 

If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot 

A bullet to your forehead, there be a couple more, bitch 

Yeah, I perp like I'm your nigga just to get your ass misled 

That's when I rolled up in your house and take your shit away 

Thought you had a friend, but I'm a nigga gettin' paid 

Real swift, here's a gift, comin'at you is a bullet 

The psychopathic nigga on the trigger, they gotta pull it 

And I ain't never had no gratitude 

Layzie Bone be crazy killin' with a ganksta attitude 

Buck, The Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down 

Me breakin' 'em down, man 

Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down 

Me breakin' 'em down, man 

Me breakin' down, me breakin' down 

Me breakin' down, man 

Wish Bone, come down, man 

 

[Wish] 

Now we hittin' niggas up, and we ain't comin' cheap 

You wanna jump? Feel froggish, muthafucka, leap 

We gettin' drunk, start shit, drinkin' sixty-four's 

I brought a liter. Where's your posse? 

Smack your fuckin' ho. I got your bitch on my dick 

Because I'm here for my cap down 

When steppin' through C-Town 

You better be strapped down 

The bigger my trigger 

The deader your nigga is found on your doorstep 

So how do you figure that you'll be the one 

To unload in my fuckin' chest 

So when you catch me steppin' 

I got the weapon that is kept in on my hip and 

Why you trip and find your clip 

And tell your bitch to suck my dick 

Wish Bone'll pop that ass quick, fool 

Don't try to fuck with this ganksta attitude 

 

Buck, me breakin' 'em down 

Once again me breakin' 'em down 

Krayzie Bone, come break 'em down 

Krayzie Bone come break ya down 

 

[Krayzie] 

I'm steppin' in my hood at night 

and I'm low up on cash 

So gimme everything you got 

'cause Bone assult your ass 

Oh, so you wanna play hero, sucka? 

Fuck that shit. Die, muthafucka 

Never showin' favoritism when I'm blastin' 

When I grab my gun 

I play the role of an assassin 

The K to the R to the A to the Y 

To the Z to the I to the E 

And steppin' with Layzie Bone 

Also the B-I-double Z's up in the house 

So come prepared 

I ain't talkin' with rides 

I'm talkin' about with hand grenades 

Pistols, uzis, and nines 

So get the shit loaded up 

You better be quick when you're duckin' out 

I'm standin' there smilin' 

When I watch ya duck from the buckshots 

 

[Bizzy] 

I got some unfinsihed business 

So won't ya's come up with me 

K, bring the P-U-M-P 

Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 

'Cause there's this gang all down the way 

We gotta put 'em in check 

'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit 

I'm gonna blow his brain off his neck 

We get up in the smug and start to ride kinda slow 

And now we're in their territory 

So we let all our triggers go 

Twenty niggas drop to the sound of that auto gun 

I seen that O.G. gettin' up as he began to run 

I grab my nine; it's time them niggas took a loss 

Put on my mask, and turn the fuckin' lights off 

See, speeded up, right beside, and he knew he was hit 

The last words that he heard was, "Rest in Peace, bitch" 

 

[Layzie] 

Layzie Bone is the gangsta 

And now you know it's my occupation 

The jackin's in progress; it's a critical operation 

The object is murder 

I'm the number one assassin, it's Layzie Bone 

I'll put your ass up in a casket, bitch 

Be aware when I'm steppin' with the Enterpri$e 

The money, we bankin' 

'Cause we them criminals organized 

You'll take what you got, and give a shot 

And so watch me pick 'em 

I hunt up a sucka, and then unload on my victim 

It's like, (gunshot) to his legs, (gunshots) 

To his chest, another shot in the face 

The nigga's put to rest 

Yeah, like I said 

I'm never actin' like a nice dude 

We got them what? 

Them ganksta attitudes. Nigga 

 

(Series of gunshots) 

Unit two requesting four additional units for shots fired (fired, fired) 

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