Krayzie Bone

Krayzie Bone - Shut 'em Down (feat Bruce Hathcock) lyrics

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its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)

pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (wuss up)(redrum, redrum, redrum)

its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)

a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)

you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)

diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)



shut em down yes i shut em down

come down come down come down to the under groung hay

(redrum, redrum, redrum)

Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make 

me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum).  krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)



shut em down yes i shut em down

come down come down come down to the under groung hay



nigga come on down, down to the underground let me see if you can fuck with these real niggaz, kill niggaz, my pistol still triggaz run em up buck buck 

nigga really feel real don't it.  fuck up my opponet and whoever they come wit it really dont matter, nigga dont step to this cause the man is an after math too much for you to handle knock out ya lights like a candle, blow em away, no mo used flow start throw em away, in a river (splash) pump a nigga gas, get taht nigga cash, put in a bag.  so cleva i bet they caint catch us, arrest us, wet us, nobody do it betta, you waited it out to come test us, got a couple a automatics ready to protect us betcha



yall fools dont want it, yall know who run this thug shit, what? bitch touch this and i let it blow, rip ya whole sole out the body when me explode.  we do it for the niggaz in da streets and the niggaz in the jail cell, hell yea, mutha fucka we aint goin no where, till i die nigga oh yea, oh yea.  pray to the gage, aim to they brain, let the pump rang, and thats what i say.



I shut em down yes i shut em down

come down come down come down to the under groung hay



redrum, redrum, redrum

its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)

pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (redrum, redrum, redrum)

its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)

a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)

you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)

diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)



shut em down yes i shut em down

come down come down come down to the under groung hay

(redrum, redrum, redrum)

Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make 

me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum).  krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)



shut em down yes i shut em down

come down come down come down to the under groung hay



can you tell momma by by let daddy and ya granny wipe the tears from her eyes wave your grandfather hi (redrum, redrum, redrum) its too late to cry, its too late to cry

when you tell momma by by aint nobody there to wipe the tears fom her eye wave your grandfather hi (redrum, redrum, redrum)its too late to cry, its too late to cry


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