Land Of Tha Heartless - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Don't n***as don't want to start s**t
Buck buck to the bang
Sendin' bullets to the brain n***a yeah
A n***a that always at my city with me
Now who was that n***a they put in the plastic
N***a that thought he could bang
That n***a's stuck
That n***a's blasted
They got my man from the land
Never ran I step with deadly men
If ya come a little bit closer
I can turn you into sand
Now follow me now roll stroll down to cleveland
We thuggin' we theivin' we put it in deep
And the blood is seepin'
Got n***as in alleys
F**k n***as in badges
We say bang
Eighty-eight through the ten-five
And clair
St clair ain't s**t to f**k with
Pumpin' krayzie be bumpin' dumpin' the bloody body
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue
We comin' to shoot up your posse
My n***as-they comin' up out the woods
To get the goods
Krayzie be thug and
Want to
Die-that's from comin' up in my hood
We killas
Get a gat pap pap clack back me gun
Bust one they done
Cleveland is where we from
Hearts-thugs have none
High techs and khakis when jackin' sawed-off
There's really no place to run
N***as get vicious with my click
'Cause even the b***hes carry guns
Soon as I hit the scene
Feelin' for a pistol
But I didn't have no gun
Come with original thugsta s**t
I be flippin' it with me tongue
N***a cleveland is the city where we come from
And I show them h*es up outta the clair that thugs don't run from none
Follow rip one now on and on
Them definitely got me back
And I'm throwin' up st clair thugsta n***as
With or without my gat
Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools east 99 style fools
Me put it in mind on murderin' you
Followin' whenever me murderous trues
N***as that claim to bang bang
When it comes to slang things they do
They know they cannot buck me
One of 'em sure to slug me
But they hope the thug I be bizzy
Better let 'em him be or they'll see
N***a hangin' swangin' never to miss
The biz is me
Livin' in the land of the heartless
With a sawed-off pump shootin' craps
Hand on my strap roll thick 'cause they jack
Runnin' up on the bone you needin' to be pap pap
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs
Defendin' they d**gs
When they roll up
N***as be creepin' up slow
Heavy packed with they gats
And try to pull a hold up
But n***a now hold on
Want to test the bone
The gauge is shown
Any is mind blown
Lookin' down the barrel of this mausberg chrome to the dome
Bone clack back me gauge in a rage
Copper take these here rocks
Double glock
My pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
The trouble knocks
Steadily hittin' me clean up
Get lit up for ready your soul to burn
And I blow your s**t up get 'em on the get up
Cause n***as must learn
Yearnin' to earn cheese
Ready to die so n***as can't take these
Wantin' to clock g's want to move keys
Not takin' a loss on my green leaves please
East nine nine crime finds mine
Strayin' on this road to hell
And prison walls testin' balls
For the cause gotta get that sale
And bailin' kickin' up mud rollin'
I get with my thugs
Rippin' apart s**t so n***a don't start s**t
Cause we kill in the land of the heartless die