paroles de chanson Let the Law End - Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Fuck
'em,
let
the
law
end
'Cause
we
simply
get
the
raw
end
Coffins
open,
dump
'em
all
in
Nine
millimeters,
three-eighty'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
killas,
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
repsect
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,
drugdealer,
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
crouds
'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
get
the
raw
end
Coffins
open,
dump
'em
all
in
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