Krayzie Bone - East 1999 lyrics

[Layzie Bone:] East nineteen ninety-nine my n***as... [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] Thinking bout back in the days when the year was '89 Little n***a on the grind Gotta get mine doing my crime With two in here, steady stacking my ends Putting my serve down on the Clair 9-9 Hitting up the Graveyard Shift with real Little Will, Big Wally and Wish Bone Little Wally high rollerz and he wonder why n***as so strong Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love Kept a n***a on his toes in the game It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang Gotta make a grand at least daily, man Them Cleveland hustlers never no busters thug to the heart We n***as from the land fool, and the old school Just serve out ya sentence and be cool f**ing with Trues rest in peace My little n***a Ripster stress that Bone luv Smoking on bud, cause a n***a Mo Thug Calling up my n***as when it's time to nut up In the 9-9 n***as gonna drop to the number one with your gun so run, run Cleveland is the city where a n***a come from Slanging them dum dum dum dums [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone] n***as it's going down, up in the C-Town Get em up with the thug and the n***a with the bud, got the fifth of Rose 'Fore the liquor store close, hit em up with the forty reasons n***a roll up the Buddha Smoke it all up n***a, don't stiff on the reefer Mo running up outta the club with this Plus I got hydro and this sh** is creeper, creeper Strip as you hear the double Glock Glock Widda me rocks co*ked sweating me bad Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop Glock top Hit the body and the bullsh** stop Whenever them troubling us Where the po-po n***as roll solo, split up and swerve Krayzie take caution, take out my yayo and tossed it Send em in the road to the curb Running, ducking, jumping up in the land my n***as is crazy Me slanging with nuff and me bang on the block And n***a this daily Who the n***a with the 12-gauge, pump Mr. Sawed-Off Leatherface so you betta pray Eternally thugsta East nineteen ninety-nine [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] Gotta give peace to the SCTs And the one big thug on the Glock Pump blast fa the cash Then I mashing with gas gotta dash away from the cops Not letting no pause, steadily flipping up rows Ripping up flesh with six fours That's that thugsta, yes I pump slugs And I be dropping em off in dumpsters f** them po-po, all a dem bodies we burn, burn And I guess that hood'll never learn Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm When I'm on a mission for my set-ty Pick up my n***as be peeling out with me Roll up me window, me wind blow f** up my indo, I'm an enemy Even when the barrels of me 12-gauge are empty Me scandalous n***as are pon de loose But it's no f**ing with the family Now feel it n***a understand me Much love much bud for them St. Clair Thugs East nineteen ninety-nine is where you'll find me Slanging them motherf**ing d** [Verse 4: Flesh-N-Bone] Dun dun leaving the n***as to co*k it pop widda me gun They know that me nodding they head off And I gots to have me fun Leaving em hung, breaking, faking You studio gangsta b**h, trick n***as'll get beat I'm handling the sh** and I split in the midst of the darkness Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be running a ho check Betta check your Rolex Ya timed now fa giving up respect To them S-C-Ts from C-L-E the scandalous n***as that dwell Hell off'a the forscythe and bail Leaving a trail a the bloody victims The fifth 'a Dog mauling em all, never them catch me slipping As if and if and they find They may give me time instead a me tripping We flipping the scripts on ova See the Bone a be neva sober n***as told you, triggas showed you East nine-nine, five soldiers [Verse 5: Wish Bone] Wanna run red rum try to run and get away But it's just too late Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck Betta guard that f**ing face Dumping them slugs on you fools Rolling with me Trues, drinking brews Don't start no sh** we come equipped So n***as stay cool, one eighty seven You think that you going to heaven Put slugs all up in that chest and To hell is where you be dwelling Popping a clip in them bodies me dumping Watching you fall to the pave Wid me nine milli pumping Putting them bodies all off in them graves [Bone Thugs] Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run, run East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine East nineteen ninety ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine