The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin up outta the ziplock. So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why we die, we die? I don't wanna die. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
Bring on that ammunition, trippin' on sip not to mention, never knew no competitionn — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
Thinkin about hangin, clockin my bank, and thuggin trues, foo's. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
The blood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me keepin' it simple, the bone in me runnin with thugs… — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, peep, gotta put them under straight jackets, gotta make that money. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
He shoudn't be gone, in front of his home. What they did to Boo was wrong. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
Get ready for the bone and the mo thug, bustas you know me as a hustla. — Bone Thugs N Harmony Copy Share Image
