Let the Law End - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Nine millimeters, .380's

You’re feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery

Come and get showed, there’ll be gauges and Uzis

Let us begin with bullets

Can’t none of ya break off a niggas from prison

And let 'em come with us — retaliation

We come and blast 'em with leather masks on

Let loose

You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair

These niggas is killers, try to feel us

Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland

We steadily creepin' on ya

And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep

Ho-check, you don’t wanna fuck with Bone

Let loose

Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka pull it

Then he better shoot

Nigga never no 9−1-1 to your rescue

Never respect you, blowin' your chest through

Labelled as a menace, but I’m feelin' it again

And I’m in it to the finish, better check my manuscript

Killa, for realer, drug dealer, little nigga, cap peeler

Bailin' through the Land equipped

When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it

Jump off in my hottie

Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party

Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah

When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge

War anytime I roll

Come with the war, then you’re gonna get yours

Expect the four nigga ring yo doors

And don’t you diminish

Til I finish you with it or you would missed it

On the hit list, couldn’t resist it

Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it

To the po-po, you know;

Who don’t roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go

Lurk, better searchin' all the doors

Runnin' through crowds 'til I get to Mexico

Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent

Little Rip gets so sadistic it’s story of (story of story of)

Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen

Depend on me, let 'em leave

Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game

But I love the way the thugstas stay

And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops

You’ll be lookin' at a hell of a war

Muthafucka done rocked the boat

And we nigga fin to even the score

Nigga drank to much, took to much

No surrender, no you’re never gonna catch me

Never gonna catch me, catch me

I’ll keep runnin', I’ll keep runnin' for my life

And duckin' bullets while you’re tryin' to ruin me

'Quicker the copper

The quicker my niggas’ll pull up and drop ya

We shot ya

We shot ya

Hey, my niggas boxed ya

My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'

Pac got his got headlight ahead of me

Keep me raw, and fuck it, let the law end

Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in

Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew

Oh, what I’m gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit

And never seen us shoot

If I could be the 187 on you

Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it’s on

For the next that get wrong

Here’s my TEC, and it’s on, they they won’t disrespect

Then sleep with the rest

Don’t even expect, cause you ain’t goin' home

Who’s next?

Bring it on, whoever wanna flex

Think it no thang for me get with you

All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig

Your brain gon' hang

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Fuck 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply gettin' raw and

Coffins open, dump 'em all in