[Intro: Layzie Bone]
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Aiyyo we ain't always been accepted like this
'Til a nigga got that Grammy
{"Listen to the wind blowwwwww" – Fleetwood Mac}
Open the door nigga

[Layzie Bone]
Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I remember back in the days when they didn't want me
Now I blew up they all on me
They smile's phony, it's hard to determine who really is wit'chu
These niggaz is fake
They tryin to eat out of yo' plate and you can't get a break
Now how much can you take, for heaven's sakes
I can't wait, they got me listenin {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"}

[Krayzie Bone]
Sittin back lettin the wind blow
Lettin my middle finger hangin out the window, let's roll
Get your motherfuckin hand out my pocket
Now you wanna be a nigga friend like we partners
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodge us
Never did call us, what was yo' problem?
And now we ridin by
Listen to the wind blow {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"}

[Wish Bone]
Gettin it real {?} when it comes to the streets
Get a piece of a beat like a drum from the ghetto
Give us a piece, won't let it go
Said we wouldn't make it now we some of the greatest
Bumpin through your trunks on yo' radio, radio

[Chorus 2X: sample of "The Chain" by Fleetwood Mac]
And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)

[Layzie Bone]
Fold two thugs from the double glock
A nigga ready to rumble when the trouble knocks
Took one-way tickets straight off the block
We gon' make this pay, y'all niggaz just watch
+All Eyez on Me+ like my name was 'Pac
Fuckin hip-hop cop got a plastic glock
I'm takin drastic shots 'til these bastards stop
When the casket drop, I be mashin out
in a brand new drop-top Fire, nigga
Listenin to the wind {"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"}

[Krayzie Bone]
Killin a nigga with an automatic weapon
When they steppin they get hit up with a AK-47
Everybody's tryin to get a nigga with a blessin
They better not mess with mine cause I'm tellin
All you niggaz from beginnin that it ain't no pretendin
Conversate ain't gon' get in
They better listen, listen, listen
{"Listen to the wind blowwwwww"}

[Wish Bone]
If you get a chance switch beats a inch just do it, do it
Grab the gang do it to it, to it
Chasin change but still, hood - live it I love it
Damn it it's rough, walk up out of my hood, hood, hood

[Chorus]

[Krayzie + Layzie]
Murder them, murder them, all {*4X*}

[Krayzie Bone]
See me fall like the wind blow
Never see me cause I get ghost, so a nigga never get close
I go fast or slow no matter the tempo, murder the instrumental
Murder the rhythm, I run to the rhythm of murder, it's murder
This lyrical venom I serve up, gon' kill 'em at minimal murder
Nigga burn somethin, stick for granddad and stack cash
Nigga you better learn some'n (some'n)
But we got the hood hot like, even got the birds bumpin
Everybody tryin to get in
Don't nobody wanna be left in the wind

[Layzie Bone]
Uh-uh, nigga better not try to miss the boat
The early bird get the work, take the game by the throat
And squeeze, 'til the motherfucker broke
Believe, it's murder we wrote
It's dope that we serve from the cut to the booth
These niggaz don't feel it cause we spit the truth
Ain't never no fakin, that Grammy the proof
Haters just hatin, we do what we do {"And if..."}
Let 'em talk 'til they blue in the face
Only because we blew up in they face
If Bone was hurtin if that was the case
I'll probably go loco and catch me a case
Nigga just move and give me some space
When I let the wind, blow in my face
Nigga don't quit 'til I finish the race
Number one in the place and I make no mistakes

[Chorus]

[Krayzie Bone]
And now we're ridin by
And now we're ridin by
Now we're ridin by
Now we're ridin by