bone thugs n harmony – i ain’t goin’ nowhere lyrics
[layzie:] i don’t know
[krayzie:] yo!
[wish:] what up thug?
[krayzie:] bone thugs~n~harmony is back n-gg-
[layzie:] yeah, belie’ dat.
[wish:] you know. [laughing]
[krayzie:] kanye west on the track.
[wish:] oh that’s big. that’s real big.
[layzie:] yeah, we gon’ do it like this baby.
[krayzie & wish {layzie}:]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere. {i ain’t goin nowhere.}
’cause i ain’t satisfied. {i ain’t satisfied.}
n-gg-‘s still owe me chips. {n-gg-‘s owe me chips.}
and i gots to ride for mine. {i think i’m gunna ride.} [x2]
[krayzie:]
man, these n-gg-‘s they got me lacin’ up my timberland’s;
creasin’ up my khakis (khakis). .357 c-cked in my hand– fixin’ to get it crackin’.
i guess they figuredthey get away, and wouldn’t have to answer back to kray, and lay, bizzy, wish, flesh– remember that, i on the way.
told ’em i’m a ride for mine; ain’t no need to diefor mine.
when they see how i ride for mine, oh n-gg- they gon’ hand me mine.
[layzie:]
you probably was thinkin’ again it was over for my soldiers.
but n-gg- now hold on, you don’t even know us.
we them po’est that’s the coldest. you can suck us; you can blow us.
from the clipper from the shoulders; you gon’ pay us if you owe us.
from the east-side to the west-borders; consider this the takeover.
[wish:]
look man, you don’t want that shot up. gimme my dolla’s and all my change– i like thangs.
new thangs: brand new white t’s, in the summer days, you know?
so pay up, ’cause i show up. you owe us. i might have to bother you wit’ a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.– more juice.
grown man; i ain’t playin’. hard, firm is how i stand.
pop up my myself dawg ’cause i really don’t need n-body man.
[krayzie & wish {layzie}:]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere. {i ain’t goin nowhere.}
’cause i ain’t satisfied. {i ain’t satisfied.}
n-gg-‘s still owe me chips. {n-gg-‘s owe me chips.}
and i gots to ride for mine. {i think i’m gunna ride.} [x2]
[layzie:]
them callin’ me mr. bill collector; needin’ me money, know he’s up tonight (know he’s up tonight)– ya d-mn right.
dawg, i never been comfortable; my daddy ain’t cliff huxtable. i’m original and i’m loveable.
but really, do a n-gg- look f-ckable? i doubt it ho, and i like the dough.
let off shots from myrifle– like a sniper dawg: a pipe on y’all. n-gg-, the bone was born to ball.
[krayzie:]
taxin’ n-gg-‘s like the i.r.s.;
t.h.u.g.’s, we’ll have yo’ faithout in the streets squeezin’ you foe yo’ cheese.
and don’t even try to resist it, n-gg- just give it up.
feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump.
[wish:]
lights out; we comin’ through. we ain’t satisfied–hope it ain’t on you.
we ain’t gon’ let it go. bone thugs~n~harmony: original.
it don’t matter who’s right. it don’t matter who’s wrong; we’ll set it off.
wanna lose yo’ life (yo’ life)? step up, we’ll blow yo’ head off.
’cause we got the weapons for anything that’s steppin’.
ya will learn ya lesson– a real thug checkin’.
[krayzie & wish {layzie}:]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere. {i ain’t goin nowhere.}
’cause i ain’t satisfied. {i ain’t satisfied.}
n-gg-‘s still owe me chips. {n-gg-‘s owe me chips.}
and i gots to ride for mine. {i think i’m gunna ride.} [x2]
[layzie:]
(bone, bone.) we step on the scene and commits to getlive.
n-gg-‘s they knowin’ that n-gg- layzie be ready to set off the raps– the prop.
my n-gg- we packin’ the fo’. you thought you could flow? you gotta go.
still in the show. i’m a rhyme as my ammo’.
my life as a barrel is lettin’ this loose.
playin’ you p-ss-es, like f-cka piano.
[wish:]
look at the game wit’out us. yes they tryin’– they ain’t us.
we want our spots back;we ain’t askin’– be some jacks.
here comes the bone and step up. we got a lot of luck left.
here we come, in a rush, wit’ that relaxed breath.
[krayzie:]
yeah. when you see the thuggish ruggish, you know just why we comin’.
so do yo’self a favor, and b-tch goget my money.
and n-gg- don’t try the blues wit’ me ’cause i can’t feel ya pain.
n-gg-, you know what happens when the tenents bill ain’t paid.
[krayzie & wish {layzie}:]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere. {i ain’t goin nowhere.}
’cause i ain’t satisfied. {i ain’t satisfied.}
n-gg-‘s still owe me chips. {n-gg-‘s owe me chips.}
and i gots to ride for mine. {i think i’m gunna ride.} [x2]
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