No Surrender — текст песни (bone thugs n harmony)


No surrender. No surrender.

Bizzy:
My nigga just entered your business, so can I get a witness?
Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow. Startin` to kick this,
gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up. Me buck. Me bang.
Niggas ain`t talkin` `bout them thangs. Thugs remain, hang,
swang with a click tight claim, come again, now. They drop down
when I`m off the block. Fuck them cops. Me and Krayzie
runnin` through the Boneyard, daily. Gotta give `em up to the
glock-glock, so I can serve me thugs and maintain to the brain,

and thugs remain to slang thangs. Long live the dope game, and
it won`t end ya, as long as my niggas remember: no pretender.

Get right up off the Clair, nigga, Fuck it. No surrender.

No surrender.

Layzie:
Not wantin` the copper to hit me, a lick up, found me a victim
to stick up, pick up, rollin` the nine-ball, slippin` that`s
why me
trippin`, bloody victim, get him when the time calls, dog. Take
two-eleven, bailin`, thuggin`, knowin` these niggas well, then

Bone`s fuckin` with the hoes, here comes them po-pos. Nigga,
that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on.

Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on. Jump
outta the hottie, move me body, hittin` them cuts and trails,

runnin` like we lunatics, gotta make it back to (?). Escape and
eludin` the chase, buckin` me gauge, so nigga, remember: me
killa, me no surrender.
Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .

No surrender. |

Wish:
Puttin` me on my knees, tellin` me move and I`m dead, `cause
I`m killin` all your bitches, turnin` them blue suits red. And
then
I`m comin` to that funeral to shoot that bitch up, because I
know that`s where y`all bitches is bound to meet up. Cop killas,
all
up in they chest, and I know what to do with that vest, man.
Twenty-two shots. I killa. You don`t wanna fuck with Bone,
nigga. And it really ain`t shit to pu1l a trigger on a copper,
`cause if I go down, some of y`all goin` down, `cause I`m goin`
down
poppin`. So muthafuck all coppers. Let me catch you slippin`,
nigga, bet I pop ya.

Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.

Krayzie:
Ya better believe it`s judgement day. So, nigga, just throw your
pumps up in the air. Now kill `em, kill `em copper, like ya just

don`t care. When they come, they come creepin`. Me peepin`. Gotta
watch them po-pos sleepin`, put `em in deep in gutters.
Me keepin` `til a me rich and gotta get mine, every time. This`ll
be over in nine nine, so, nigga, get down for the crime, gonna

be more coppers dyin` in the line of fire. With thugs when I
be slangin` my drugs, tryin` to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta
rip
them guts, and lay your head in blood. Better check yourself
next time you test and try to smoke a nigga. Bitch, remember:

me killa. Me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Nigga, me no surrender. Me no surrender. Don`t
make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. Don`t make
me put one in ya. Me no surrender.

No surrender.



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