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Shoot' Em Up

アーティスト：Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  作詞：HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/ISLEY ERNIE/ISLEY MARVIN  作曲：HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/ISLEY ERNIE/ISLEY MARVIN 

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Krayzie: Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up. Shoot 'em up. Shoot 'em up. Twelve gauges bust up in ya. Playa haters, we be quick to pin ya. You know we know you don't wanna roll, 'cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya. Oh, yeah. Layzie: Right off the jump, ooh, now I gotsta let you know when you see me runnin', rollin' with them big shotguns, and we deep when we creep, never sleepin' and we droppin' them whammies on fools, who wanna get dumb and numb. Now, that you know like that. These niggas come around; they don't know how to act. In fact, I'm at the track in the back with a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good, Red Dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that. Bang or slang. Now bail on over to your thugs, so me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade. We straight. Get high, so high, that's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like. Parlay, parlay, like everyday. Don't think I don't pin playa hation ya, but ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11, .357 automatic weapons from my shelf. The niggas wanna take my health and wealth, check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win. You took it to the head with a fifth of Hen, now we in a red Five-hundred Benz, oh, we roll, roll. Drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock, 'bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real. Who's stronger when I put it on ya, on ya? All playa haters goners. Krayzie: Murder, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda them all. They fall. They fall. Buck. Buck. Oh, yeah. Niggas--they get it then pissed off, and a, and a to f**k with the wrong muthaf**kas. They fall (quick) when we buck, bitch, ooh, we got somethin' to put you back into your trunk quick. Hey, that fo'-fo' magnum, gon' handle 'em, ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat, execution, I'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth. You plot me, 'cause you watch me, watch me, watch me. My nigga, we know what you're thinkin' 'bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me, I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit that be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin' what have I got to make sure they lit him up good. And you still find me. Where? (You know we bullshit.) East 99, drugdealers and po-po--yeah, that's the Clair. Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland. You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin'. If somebody got beef, we got millions done made. I rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga, we com with nothin' to lose. And bitch, if ya try me, (...?...) all those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room. If I could just look up and see haters dyin' (-yin' -yin') and flip up my mind, and whenever you think I'm quiet, I get plots on the riot, riot--bang. That's way ya get 'em, man: (get 'em, man; get 'em, man.) sneak up on 'em, and you kill 'em, and they won't f**k with ya no more. You havin' a



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