Текст (слова) песни: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Whom Die They Lie

(Bizzy talking)
It`s East 1999 time

[Bizzy]
I promise that I`ll hunt you bastards
Zip `em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry
Is you ready for me magic?
Let `em blast, and nigga, better burn
Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly
`Cause the haters never had to have me
Want to follow fools through alleys
`Cause ready to lose and daddy
who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie
Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
But I handle my business
So lately I can handle my shady
Kill `em, but we think I`m a bomb again
No leavin` as they put me in prison and give me time
I`m ready for the gun to go get`em
And I`m a fill `em with eleven of mine and one die
Is he ready to lie if I decide
Lookin` at my killin`s in his eyes and boom to go bye
I`m gonna fly (fly)
Whom die they lie

[Flesh]
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
No mo` mercy...

[Flesh]
Whom die they lie (Shot)

Now, who wanna go snitch?
Talk shit about real trues, still be payin` dues
Saw them sneakin`
And a nigga gettin` sick of all the playas, they hatin`
Why so many fakers runnin` they mouth about shit and they lose
Lookin` so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin`
Stop tryin`, but they never convince none
Got hundreds runnin` up with gauges
Still I`m sure they sure they fryin` us, but I buck
Sometimes I save it, for me kill `em off late at night
So, what if it got too late for me to get `em?
Then gotta switch to testin` G`s
In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady
we`re too quick to pull petty bullshit
Y`all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas
#1 fillin` his gun, and I wish you would
Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through
When Mo` thugs comin` in, it`s a headline
Time to get on top of moff top
When they got on stages all over this nation
World, and I plan on
Now look at you bustas get mad
Beat the fuckas on their own line
Don`t make `em tell it to ya twice
When you crack a grip, keep it real
But you should die, pay the price top
Whom die they lie

[Layzie]
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
No mo` mercy . . .

[Layzie]
Whom die they lie (Shot)

Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta
Little sneaky muthafucka on a mission
Grind, be plottin` for it quickly
Who fried? Do or die, nigga
You and I for the creep on the come up
And pay these niggas a visit
So is it, was it, wicked ways
Got me strugglin` for days
Hey, a nigga`s gotta eat, so yo
I gotta get paid and blaze
So swift not to catch a case
Crept up in his place
While the nigga was gone for his safe
And his stones, and it`s on
`Cause the Bones havin` a say
I won`t forget this evenin`
Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone
Thievin`, `cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling
Pin me, niggas run away
They said they lookin` for me
But I`m a find a nigga killin` before this nigga find me
Y`all niggas know a murder-bound city
See me when I`m servin` now, parlay it down
Breakin` it down in the C-Town
Spot `em on the avenue, follow him passin` through
Get `em at the next red light, green light
Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead
Whom die they lie

[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo` mercy...
Whom die they lie (Shot)

[Krayzie]
I`m that nigga with the shot and, red-hand
Answerin` niggas, poppin` enemy
Drop `em
Me gotta get `em
Kill `em before they get the coppers on us
And you know the bitches want us
But as soon as they close, it`s the pap pap, pardon me
Take a look, and what you see;
Krayzie still runnin` from the police
`Cause I got a fuckin` bag of weed
I`ll be leavin` sale now on the scene
I can do it, I can kill `em if he gotta be a casualty
He after me, but I`m a put a bullet through your head
Shoulda fled, but you didn`t, so bye-bye
Take `em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
Meet your fuckin` fate and in grave lay
St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin`
Oh but they can`t take it, if you wanna make it
Break `em, hey, or can`t a nigga get paid
Or your fuckin` with some niggas in some desperate days
Crime, yes, it pays, if it`s cool with it, cool with it
Never act a fool with it, broad, `cause your losin` me
Tell a muthafuckin` nigga, `cause a nigga told another nigga
"I know who did it"
Rollin` with the thuggish bunch of all
Testin` nuts, and, nigga, we`ll cut your balls
It`s Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off
Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie

[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo` mercy...
Whom die they lie (Shot)

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Let `em blast, and nigga, better burn Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly `Cause the haters never had to have me Want to follow fools through alleys `Cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me But I handle my business So lately I can handle my shady Kill `em, but we think I`m a bomb again No leavin` as they put me in prison and give me time I`m ready for the gun to go get`em And I`m a fill `em with eleven of mine and one die Is he ready to lie if I decide Lookin` at my killin`s in his eyes and boom to go bye I`m gonna fly (fly) Whom die they lie [Flesh] Whom die they lie [Krayzie] No mo` mercy... [Flesh] Whom die they lie (Shot) Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues, still be payin` dues Saw them sneakin` And a nigga gettin` sick of all the playas, they hatin` Why so many fakers runnin` they mouth about shit and they lose Lookin` so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin` Stop tryin`, but they never convince none Got hundreds runnin` up with gauges Still I`m sure they sure they fryin` us, but I buck Sometimes I save it, for me kill `em off late at night So, what if it got too late for me to get `em? Then gotta switch to testin` G`s In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady we`re too quick to pull petty bullshit Y`all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas #1 fillin` his gun, and I wish you would Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through When Mo` thugs comin` in, it`s a headline Time to get on top of moff top When they got on stages all over this nation World, and I plan on Now look at you bustas get mad Beat the fuckas on their own line Don`t make `em tell it to ya twice When you crack a grip, keep it real But you should die, pay the price top Whom die they lie [Layzie] Whom die they lie [Krayzie] No mo` mercy . . . [Layzie] Whom die they lie (Shot) Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta Little sneaky muthafucka on a mission Grind, be plottin` for it quickly Who fried? Do or die, nigga You and I for the creep on the come up And pay these niggas a visit So is it, was it, wicked ways Got me strugglin` for days Hey, a nigga`s gotta eat, so yo I gotta get paid and blaze So swift not to catch a case Crept up in his place While the nigga was gone for his safe And his stones, and it`s on `Cause the Bones havin` a say I won`t forget this evenin` Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone Thievin`, `cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling Pin me, niggas run away They said they lookin` for me But I`m a find a nigga killin` before this nigga find me Y`all niggas know a murder-bound city See me when I`m servin` now, parlay it down Breakin` it down in the C-Town Spot `em on the avenue, follow him passin` through Get `em at the next red light, green light Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead Whom die they lie [Krayzie] Whom die they lie No mo` mercy... Whom die they lie (Shot) [Krayzie] I`m that nigga with the shot and, red-hand Answerin` niggas, poppin` enemy Drop `em Me gotta get `em Kill `em before they get the coppers on us And you know the bitches want us But as soon as they close, it`s the pap pap, pardon me Take a look, and what you see; Krayzie still runnin` from the police `Cause I got a fuckin` bag of weed I`ll be leavin` sale now on the scene I can do it, I can kill `em if he gotta be a casualty He after me, but I`m a put a bullet through your head Shoulda fled, but you didn`t, so bye-bye Take `em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea Meet your fuckin` fate and in grave lay St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin` Oh but they can`t take it, if you wanna make it Break `em, hey, or can`t a nigga get paid Or your fuckin` with some niggas in some desperate days Crime, yes, it pays, if it`s cool with it, cool with it Never act a fool with it, broad, `cause your losin` me Tell a muthafuckin` nigga, `cause a nigga told another nigga "I know who did it" Rollin` with the thuggish bunch of all Testin` nuts, and, nigga, we`ll cut your balls It`s Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie [Krayzie] Whom die they lie No mo` mercy... 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