Their career took off after heading to Los Angeles in search of famous producer and N.W.A.
Their first album, Faces of Death, was recorded in 1993 under the name B.O.N.E. The Early Years (Albums 1-5)įormed in the early 1990s, the group consisted of four members: Krayzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Layzie Bone and Wish Bone. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony are also the only artists to do acts with 2Pac, The Notorious B.I.G., Big Pun, and Eazy-Ewhile they were still alive. Since its conception in the early 1990s the group has been honoured with numerous other awards. In 1997, the group was awarded the Grammy Award for Best Rap Performance with their song "Tha Crossroads" from their E. The group was mainly produced by Los Angeles producer, DJ U-Neek. They are best known for their fast-paced, aggressive rapping style and harmonizing vocals.
BONE THUGS N HARMONY EAST 1999 LYRICS SONG MEANING FULL
Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.Ĭleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run.Label(s): Ruthless, Full Surface, Interscopeīone Thugs-N-Harmony is an American hip hop group from the Glenville section of Cleveland, Ohio. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.ĭone-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? It's Mr. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve.
Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J-much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Think about back in the days when the year was '89.