not bad not bad .....layzie still gettin at it..bizzy tryn to get his swag back.....kool lil track//

DEEE-TROIT

all the bone thugs are good rappers, but i wouldnt bump it on my ipod

this shit take me back, i used to bang bonethugs all day back then, like my nigga said ^ this reminds me of late 90s- early 00s

hern bizzy freak was hillarious

BONE THUGZ ALL DAY EVERY DAY
nice song.

this is hot cant wait till bone brothers 3 to come out

I'm liking every song that Bizzy has put out lately...Good to see that they getting back at it..

Bone thugz r Back.. oh wait they never left.... lol bone thugz best group ever!! n bone bros. 1 of the best duos if not the best!

...HOT...BIZZY BONE COMMIN ONCE AGAIN...

no surrender is my favorite bone shit. that shit was hard.

2 c'c all day!!

Dis Shit Take Ah Nigga Back 4 Real!!!

Dis Shit Take Ah Nigga Back 4 Real!!!

bizzy is back..my niggaaaa..layzie always been coo..cant wait till they album..reminds me of that for the love of money days..

pretty tight cant wait 4 tha whole album

yes dis do remind u of some 90's ish

Bone thugs back fa sho shit hott

Shit ain't hot/bone ain't back/dont know what to say>they beats dont fit their style 2 me!

http://www.myspace.com/beatbrothersproduction

it aint the worst track ive heard, but its hard 2 duplicate the Bone off the early 90's>that shit was classic 4real!

http://www.myspace.com/beatbrothersproduction

This is surprisingly str8.

cleveland in this bitch ...even though bone live in atlanta lol

this go hard

crunk u dont know me so keep my info off this shit. i cum to ma and phuck u up pussy

This shit wack as hell.

naw just bullshittin around, this track straight.

-Intro-Bizzy-
(Ha ha.) Get off of me. (Yeah... Worldwide, worldwide.) Lil' Layzie, Bizzy. (Turn that shit up. Layzie and Bizzy Bone.) Motherfuckers on me, nigga. (Do that shit. Buck Buck Buck) Yeah. C'mon young.

-Chorus-Bizzy-
Pistol packin' whistlin' actin' sittin' with my ooh-whop-whop, that double glocc glocc; Artillery shots/ Now here we go, and low creepin' out the door, blow/ Rolled out of my system/ Emotions, they comin' to and fro

Bizzy Bone
Slow flow, speed it up/ When they run up we come bustin' back/ Black boots, silently righteous/ Wanna get you're mouth smacked? Beef like Outback, count the Romans silver baby, crack drink "fuck that" you know I'm a nomad/ Out of the thumb with the thought of a thimble, Jesus we' all/ The luxuries of God, in the mist of woman he facades/ These broads on the good dance, stunt them, front them/ Bumpin' this music, in a view you see me comin'/ Duckin' the consequences, drama fences, got my pension workin' for the grand prize riders, tension extension, extension/ Roll with the enterprise, energize, see the eyes/ Quiet on the set, take flight, make all you blessed, right? Until the sun come shinin' brighten up the light/ Let's get wreckless, recollect, they're not there/ We'll be cleaner then a three-piece, baby, I need a queen, I'm a slave/ Answer to Lil' B.B. brain/ 3-D one the (?)

-Chorus-Bizzy-
Pistol packin' whistlin' actin' sittin' with my ooh-whop-whop, that double glocc glocc; Artillery shots/ Now here we go, and low creepin' out the door, blow/ Rolled out of my system/ Emotions, they comin' to and fro

Layzie Bone
I'm livin' the story of a young OG, OG/ Had to grow up quick in these streets, some of ya'll thought ya'll was slicker than me/ Chill as can be, I got on my mission/ I stacked up my bread, ya'll niggas just listen/ I'm a show you how a real G roll, keep your mind from trippin'/ Used to be blinded slippin'/ Takin' rippings/ Somehow I done made the distance/ Even right now, I feel rezillious/ Always comin' with something brilliant/ Passed the millions, I'm after billions, after that I'll be chasing trillions/ Wheelin' and dealin' oh, what a feelin'/ Building thangs to raise the youth, carryin' thangs that'll raise the roof/ Cut you every which way but loose/ Dissappear, nigga, poof/ See, the truth is, since Ruthless niggas been on some new shit/ Ya'll wonderin' how we do this/ Still leavin' ya'll niggas clueless/ You foolish, now recognize a young lil' nigga with a enterprise/ I don't sympathize, don't be surprised when I crack you between your eyes/ Size don't mean shit less you talkin' about my genitals/ Me and all women know, there you go, so here we go

-Chorus-Bizzy-
Pistol packin' whistlin' actin' sittin' with my ooh-whop-whop, that double glocc glocc; Artillery shots/ Now here we go, and low creepin' out the door, blow/ Rolled out of my system/ Emotions, they comin' to and fro

Bizzy Bone
Carryin' guns like Little Capo-Confuscious deep in a duffle bag/ Sleepin' on the side of the building of Gambini's broads pad/ Doo-rag, Southfield, potato on the barrel/ The ghetto silence is surrounded by violence, clip the apparel (Shh) Rather than ghetto damnying Darrel strikin' up the lightning/ Just a heightening your awareness with a titan like Mike Tyson/ Knee-deep, go (?)/ Me (?) go (?)/ Like Eminem, go twice in/ Cold killa, you ice 'em, yo'

Layzie Bone
Tech nines, 380's baby/ Lil' Layzie gon' keep it gravy/ Mossberg to the 12 guage pump, I dump dump/ Shady, baby/ I bust shots out the drop top of a Bently or Mercedes (Hey) Niggas smile and they wave at me, at the same time try to play me/ So, it's two vans with eight niggas, sixteen years and sixteen triggers/ Like Fedex, we will deliver/ Don't want war, be cool lil' nigga/ I figure ya'll plottin' ya'll want what I got/ I'm pistol packin' whistlin' actin' with my ooh-whop-whop (Ooh whop-whop)

-Chorus-Bizzy-
Pistol packin' whistlin' actin' sittin' with my ooh-whop-whop, that double glocc glocc; Artillery shots/ Now here we go, and low creepin' out the door, blow/ Rolled out of my system/ Emotions, they comin' to and fro