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(feat. Wish Bone) [Chorus] Somebody say yeah (yeah) Somebody's gonna die tonight, gonna die tonight Say yeah (yeah) Somebody's gonna die tonight, gonna die tonight [Wish Bone] If it's like that, fuck that give 'em what they want Let 'em feel that, pap pap, throw him in the trunk Bye bye and you can die, and so can I If you wanna live just walk on by Some don't make it Bone Thugs, nigga what better show some love Originators of that shit, you can't fuck with I got my dollars, you got your dollars we can ride And it ain't about money, we can all get high Shut 'em down, make em feel it come around my way Shut 'em down, you don't really wanna come and play The thug shit I spit, I live I'm a real thug nigga, put it on my kids [Chrous] [Unforgiven] SongtexteWe tear the club up all night Spit that raw shit to make the rowdy thugs fight Wreck cars like rock stars Recognize the backstreet creeper Ready for war my partner Wish got the street sweeper Shut it down, hit the ground run for cover Unforgiven smash hip hop clutch burn rubber California spot us on the low up in the Hyatt No phone calls just thick broads no ??? for satisfaction Hit the block for action High paced, no escape, stomp out with duct tape Heavyweight drink yak straight to my chest break Marinate leave it to the golden state, dumpin' [Chorus] [Unforgiven] Tryin' to keep my composure Off the Henn' and the Doja A step closer I'm goin' over But I can't fold the street tactics when I roll Equipped to explode if you don't know then Mo' Floss got the Yak, Wish in the cut I only roll with villians that's down to give it up Accumulatin paper, but twenties raw shit and major A lot of bustas talk the talk, but ain't got the heart to start it Leave bodies spread apart in- The city where I come from Leavin broads tongue struck Messin with my money, get wrapped like a mummy Make ya nights sunny too much heat Bless the streets [Chorus: til fade] Aus Songtexte Mania