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Down '71 (The Getaway)

アーティスト：Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  アルバム：E. 1999 Eternal 

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(High Thug) Playa hatin' ass muthafuckas man. Fuck that! Man put that shit out, man. Ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court. (Man, fuck that. Man, they got my nigga) Man, what the fuck you doing? Aw man, that shit ain't even cool. (Support his ass.) Judge Okay, order in the court. Court Attendant People vs. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony--Case #C601999. Bailiff Will the defendant please stand! Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing, Bizzy Bone? Bizzy Naw, man! Spectator You know the muthafucka did it! Bailiff Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Bizzy We had to get 'em up with two guns, runnin' side by side with #1. Bet I won't drop my gauge on when the po-po chase. If they catch me barehanded, I'm done. Rip's gripping the six-shot pump, so spill it. Copper lettin' the lead off. Copper thought that he had me caught. Little Layzie blew his head off. Get 'em up, and get up. The bullets, they start to get lit up. #1 best start duckin' with a gun already buckin'. We split up. Bust a left on the double-glock and, where the fiends roll up for rocks, and this perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel, and I hit the fence and rippin' up the trench, and I'm bailin' while they trailin'. Better in hell than in a cell, and ain't no tellin' where them copper be dwellin'. One had spotted me, picked up a piece and shot at me, but I practice what I preach, so see the two slugs up in his body?--Got him! Run with smoke comin' from the barrel of me gun. Hit the bend. Oh, what a dumb-dumb, I got yum-yummed on a dead end. They set in then they lead in. They wanted me up in a coffin. Cops from everywhere was yellin' and wailin'. I went unconscious from the stompin'. Takin' a loss, and wakin' up in that coffin. And without no stallin', cell I was tossed in, to be arraigned at dawn. Me lookin' in the eyes of a judge. He knew right where to put that thug, straight to the cell with no parole in the hole, but I won't budge. Sent me to death row, watchin' the time by fly past, but Rip'll be sittin' mindless, never spineless, in silence, hopin' I die fast. But chill, (No doubt). sleeper. Gotta get away, put that on a me reefer. Somehow must beat 'cha. So peep out the creep or the reaper will meet 'cha. Layzie Bailin' on a mission, flippin' the script, better check what the wind just blew in. Better think again. It's a preacher with a grin on a mission for revenge with that MAC-10. Little nigga Rip (We'll...) had to empty the clip, (...kill) had to pump them slugs up in to them cops, and he made them drop, glock went pop-pop, going out with my thug on the double-glock. Back from hell (hell) and ready to bail, (bail) time to hit the trail, 'cause they wanted my nigga fried. Holdin' the Bible, when I got a grenade. Inside, the squad gettin' ready for the rumble, when I heard them mumbles, pullin' me gauge and laughter. Keep buckin' them faster. All I was thinkin' when I seen them bustas scatter. Better watch out



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