Testi:
Bone Brothers Blow You Away

the Heartless" strapped with a nine Don't make me spark it, you probably heard the news, if not you need To check it, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony done broke away

basic Tear my own face off in the finale, stick around it's ill Diabolic Prodigal Son spill grimmace If you had one more eye, you'd be a Cyclops Which

way it goes When you deal with the real fake jacks And get your cap peeled CHORUS: Hey Joey, let's just get this money Brothas just be wilin Hey Joey, you

you are ready, ah yeah Ah, ah, check this out Yo, you can't fuck around wit dust boy Dust will take you away and forget it Unless you John Wayne or somebody

ll stay with you for awhile, it won't go away. Unless you force it, because it stays with you, my friend, and if you toss it away, I'm-a hit ya again.

roll My St. Clair niggas'll point with straight up gun control Ammunition that'll blow you away You niggas test, got blessed when you lay in your grave

has been always will be You could travel every square inch of the planet Earth and still be ninety-three million miles away from the sun Til you realize you

even scuffle ([Unverified]) And I heard my little brother smacked the shit out you bitch And bust you, hear my nationwide, "Fuck you, fuck you" I got people that you

{Represent, you niggaz gotta shoot joints} Yo check it [Verse One: RZA] Put away your heaters, throw up your dick beaters Accurate blows to his nose