Текст песни: Back in the Day + перевод

Hit 'em with the rhythm like we did it, like back in the day-day

Hit 'em with the rhythm like we did it, like back in the day-day

(Layzie Bone)

Yeah, I remember back in the days

When we was «Creepin on ah Come Up», we was tryin’a get paid

Before a nigga really came of age

We was walkin with a trench on, totin that gauge

High tech boots on, blue khaki suits on

Bailin through the snow, tryin’a serve them rocks

Got a «Pocket Full of Stones» like UGK

Little dudes gettin money up on the block

Runnin from the cop car, never really got far

'Cept for the time when they tried to knock sparks out-

-My aaasssssss

Got me thinkin to myself, how long will it last?

Movin so quick, shit, livin through the hit-list

East '99, we was young, black, gifted

Bone Thugs niggas, didn’t want none niggas

Cause they already knew how them Thug boys kicked it

Pistols sick, when we was drunk and high

Little bitty niggas that loved to fight

If somethin went down, didn’t rub me right

Still to this day, somebody gon' die

Bullets gon' fly, my word is my honor

'Round my way, you gotta walk the walk

On some real talk, have ya outlined in chalk

All I gotta say is, it ain’t my fault

Can’t be bought, takin no loss

Still to this day, I’m the bill collector

Come wrong to the Bone, and I gots to check ya

Automatic weapon is my selection

Don’t need protection, we’ll fuck you up

Big Buck is my nigga, don’t press ya luck

And y’all still ain’t ready to fuck with us

Cause in thugs we trust, and we mean it!

(Hook, Layzie Bone)

Booone, Booone, Bone, Bone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooonnn

(Verse 2, Bizzy Bone)

Outta my mind, akin the way I think, to the main-frame of game

Bang-bang, gotta get down for my thang

Shame game, stuck in ruts, ready to fuck?

Put a simple sepena, but give 'em thumbs up

Seven is a sample, but a sign of the time

Fly fast, give me whip up in a cup

And a dime, and a bag, and a swisher for my nigga

In the middle with the Henny, with the heifer with the bald head, long hair

Some here, it’s all here, all, yeah

Man I’ma call here, call here, it’s all here, walk here

Run here, gone with the wind, and never comin again, then shiiit

Give it on up, give it away

Kids, listen to the words I say

Pray like everyday, is the only way

I can focus through the pocus and the games people play

Run to put the «Money in a Zip-Lock Bag»

Up and away, better move yo ass

Too many jokes I smoke

Too many smokes, I know

Too many loc’s that I passed, my past

Cocked in the set, like Aftermath

Slim shades, lemonade, and a nice squeezed breast

Balls, look at the close calls

I told ya dog, because I know ya, dog

Even when I know you’re wrong

And I told the world, all about that hatred

Look at your small profits, they hate little Bizzy

And you know I’m gonna make it, just better watch that sissy

Slowly homie, cold and phony, ascended, splended, spend it shawty

Slowly, I’m more Holy and homie, and Jesus knows

(Hook, Layzie Bone)

Booone, Booone, Bone, Bone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooonnn

(Verse 3, Layzie Bone)

How many more times have I got to tell ya?

I’m all about success, don’t fuck with failures

Niggas is jealous, and too overzealous

Don’t come in my face and don’t talk to my fellas

We hellous, rebelious, and definately straight

Sound like we come from a Heavenly place

These are the breaks, better make no mistakes

Cause little Lay ain’t got no time to waste

I’ma face the truth, and I’ma raise the roof

Cause this shit here is mine

I done been around the block about a thousand times

And I done been around the world at least a couple times

My rhymes double times, I hit 'em with the rhythm

When we hit 'em with the rhythm, like we hit 'em way back in the days

Y’all niggas gon' pay, y’all niggas gon' pay

You can hear the Bone song, or the R n' B

Just listen to the radio, y’all will see

Anything go down that’s regarding me

I’ma tell 'em off the rip what this chargin be

Or the target be, point it straight to ya dome

I’m tellin you know, just acknowledge the Bone

I’m sittin at home, and I’m polishin chrome

Ready to bring it onnn

I handle my business, can I get a witness?

Niggas is wantin to be me

Not Mike, but little Stevie

I’m the one that’s makin it look so easy

Eazy-E, tell me can you feel me?

The best there is, the best there was

The best there ever will be, you’ll see

(Hook, Layzie Bone)

Booone, Booone, Bone, Bone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone

B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooonnn

(Outro, Bizzy Bone)

Church nigga, church!

Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone

Young Bizzy Bone, Flesh n Bone, Wish n Bone

Bone Thugs & Harmony, conglomerate

Naw nigga (Echoes)