East 1999 Lyrics
| Song | East 1999 |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | E 1999 Eternal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| East 1999, my niggas | |
| Thinkin' 'bout back in the days when the year was '89 | |
| Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime | |
| Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends | |
| Puttin' my serve down on the | |
| Claire 9-9 | |
| Hittin' up the | |
| Graveyard | |
| Shift wid real | |
| Little Will, | |
| Big Wally and | |
| Wish BoneLittle | |
| Wally, High | |
| Rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong | |
| Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love | |
| Kept ah, nigga on his toes in the game | |
| It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang | |
| Gotta make ya grandas each daily man | |
| Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart | |
| We niggas from the land fool and the old school | |
| Just serve out ya sentence and be cool | |
| Fuckin' wid | |
| Trues rest in peace | |
| My little nigga | |
| Ripster stress that | |
| Bone loveSmokin' on bud, 'cause, ah nigga | |
| Mo ThugCallin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up | |
| In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun, so run run | |
| Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from slangin' them | |
| Dum dum dum dums | |
| Niggas, it's going down, up in the | |
| C-TownGet 'em up wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose | |
| For the niggas that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons | |
| Nigga roll up the buddah, smoke it all up nigga | |
| Don't stiff on the reefer, mo runnin' up outta the club wid this | |
| Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper | |
| Strip as you hear the double glock glock | |
| Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad | |
| Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top | |
| Hit the body and the bullshit stop | |
| Wheneva them troublin' us, where the po-po niggas roll | |
| Solo split up and swerve, | |
| Krayzie take caution | |
| Take out my llelo and tossed it, send 'em in the road to the curb | |
| Running, ducking, jumping up in the land my niggas is crazy | |
| Me slangin' wid nuff 'n me bang on the block | |
| And nigga this daily, who the nigga wid the 12-guage(Pump) | |
| Mr.Sawed-off | |
| Leatherface, so you betta pray | |
| Eternally thugsta, east 1999 | |
| Gotta give peace to the | |
| S C Ts and the one big thug on the glock | |
| Pump blast fa the cash, then | |
| I mashin' wid gas | |
| Gotta dash away from the cops, not lettin' no pause | |
| Steadily flippin' up rows, rippin' up flesh wid six dogs | |
| That's that thugsta, yes | |
| I pump slugs | |
| And I be dripping 'em off in thugstas | |
| Fuck them po-po, all ah dem bodies we burn, burn | |
| And I guess that hood'll neva learn | |
| Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm | |
| When I'm on ah mission for my setty | |
| Pick up my niggas be peelin' out wid me | |
| Roll up me, window me, wind blow, fuck up my indo | |
| I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-guage | |
| I empty, me scan-dalous niggas are pon de loose | |
| But it's no fuckin' wid the family, now feel it nigga, understand me | |
| Much love much bud for them | |
| St. Claire thugs | |
| East 1999 is where ya find me | |
| Slangin' them muthafuckin' drugs | |
| Dun, dun, leavin' the niggas to cock it, pop widda me gun | |
| They know that me noddin' they head off and | |
| I gots to have me fun | |
| Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin', you studio gangsta bitch trick | |
| Niggas'll get beat, | |
| I'm handlin' the shit | |
| And I split in the midst of the darkness | |
| Consider me heartless, oh yes, | |
| Flesh be runnin' a hoe check | |
| Betta check ya | |
| Rolex, ya timed now fa givin' up respect | |
| Ta them S | |
| C Ts from | |
| C L E the scandalous niggas that dwell | |
| Hell offa the forscythe and bail, leavin' ah, trail, ah, the boody victims | |
| The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin' | |
| As if and if and they find, they may give me time instead, ah, me trippin' | |
| We flippin' the scripts on ova, see the | |
| Bone, ah, be neva sober | |
| Niggas told ya triggas showed ya, east 9, 9, 9, 5 soldiers | |
| Wanna run red rum try to run and get away but it's just to late | |
| Watch out buckshots when | |
| I come buck buck | |
| Betta guard that fuckin' face, dumpin' them slugs on you fools | |
| Rollin' wid me | |
| Trues, drinkin' brews | |
| Don't start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool | |
| One eighty seven, you think that you going to heaven | |
| Put slugs all up in that chest dunn to hell is where you be dwellin' | |
| Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin' watchin' you fall to the pave | |
| Wid me 9, milli pumpin', puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 |
| zuo ci : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| East 1999, my niggas | |
| Thinkin' ' bout back in the days when the year was ' 89 | |
| Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime | |
| Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends | |
| Puttin' my serve down on the | |
| Claire 99 | |
| Hittin' up the | |
| Graveyard | |
| Shift wid real | |
| Little Will, | |
| Big Wally and | |
| Wish BoneLittle | |
| Wally, High | |
| Rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong | |
| Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love | |
| Kept ah, nigga on his toes in the game | |
| It' s an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang | |
| Gotta make ya grandas each daily man | |
| Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart | |
| We niggas from the land fool and the old school | |
| Just serve out ya sentence and be cool | |
| Fuckin' wid | |
| Trues rest in peace | |
| My little nigga | |
| Ripster stress that | |
| Bone loveSmokin' on bud, ' cause, ah nigga | |
| Mo ThugCallin' up my niggas when it' s time to nut up | |
| In the 99 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun, so run run | |
| Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from slangin' them | |
| Dum dum dum dums | |
| Niggas, it' s going down, up in the | |
| CTownGet ' em up wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose | |
| For the niggas that close hit ' em up wid the forty reasons | |
| Nigga roll up the buddah, smoke it all up nigga | |
| Don' t stiff on the reefer, mo runnin' up outta the club wid this | |
| Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper | |
| Strip as you hear the double glock glock | |
| Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad | |
| Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top | |
| Hit the body and the bullshit stop | |
| Wheneva them troublin' us, where the popo niggas roll | |
| Solo split up and swerve, | |
| Krayzie take caution | |
| Take out my llelo and tossed it, send ' em in the road to the curb | |
| Running, ducking, jumping up in the land my niggas is crazy | |
| Me slangin' wid nuff ' n me bang on the block | |
| And nigga this daily, who the nigga wid the 12guage Pump | |
| Mr. Sawedoff | |
| Leatherface, so you betta pray | |
| Eternally thugsta, east 1999 | |
| Gotta give peace to the | |
| S C Ts and the one big thug on the glock | |
| Pump blast fa the cash, then | |
| I mashin' wid gas | |
| Gotta dash away from the cops, not lettin' no pause | |
| Steadily flippin' up rows, rippin' up flesh wid six dogs | |
| That' s that thugsta, yes | |
| I pump slugs | |
| And I be dripping ' em off in thugstas | |
| Fuck them popo, all ah dem bodies we burn, burn | |
| And I guess that hood' ll neva learn | |
| Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm | |
| When I' m on ah mission for my setty | |
| Pick up my niggas be peelin' out wid me | |
| Roll up me, window me, wind blow, fuck up my indo | |
| I' m an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12guage | |
| I empty, me scandalous niggas are pon de loose | |
| But it' s no fuckin' wid the family, now feel it nigga, understand me | |
| Much love much bud for them | |
| St. Claire thugs | |
| East 1999 is where ya find me | |
| Slangin' them muthafuckin' drugs | |
| Dun, dun, leavin' the niggas to cock it, pop widda me gun | |
| They know that me noddin' they head off and | |
| I gots to have me fun | |
| Leaving ' em hung, breakin' fakin', you studio gangsta bitch trick | |
| Niggas' ll get beat, | |
| I' m handlin' the shit | |
| And I split in the midst of the darkness | |
| Consider me heartless, oh yes, | |
| Flesh be runnin' a hoe check | |
| Betta check ya | |
| Rolex, ya timed now fa givin' up respect | |
| Ta them S | |
| C Ts from | |
| C L E the scandalous niggas that dwell | |
| Hell offa the forscythe and bail, leavin' ah, trail, ah, the boody victims | |
| The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin' | |
| As if and if and they find, they may give me time instead, ah, me trippin' | |
| We flippin' the scripts on ova, see the | |
| Bone, ah, be neva sober | |
| Niggas told ya triggas showed ya, east 9, 9, 9, 5 soldiers | |
| Wanna run red rum try to run and get away but it' s just to late | |
| Watch out buckshots when | |
| I come buck buck | |
| Betta guard that fuckin' face, dumpin' them slugs on you fools | |
| Rollin' wid me | |
| Trues, drinkin' brews | |
| Don' t start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool | |
| One eighty seven, you think that you going to heaven | |
| Put slugs all up in that chest dunn to hell is where you be dwellin' | |
| Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin' watchin' you fall to the pave | |
| Wid me 9, milli pumpin', puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 |
| zuò cí : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| East 1999, my niggas | |
| Thinkin' ' bout back in the days when the year was ' 89 | |
| Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime | |
| Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends | |
| Puttin' my serve down on the | |
| Claire 99 | |
| Hittin' up the | |
| Graveyard | |
| Shift wid real | |
| Little Will, | |
| Big Wally and | |
| Wish BoneLittle | |
| Wally, High | |
| Rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong | |
| Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love | |
| Kept ah, nigga on his toes in the game | |
| It' s an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang | |
| Gotta make ya grandas each daily man | |
| Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart | |
| We niggas from the land fool and the old school | |
| Just serve out ya sentence and be cool | |
| Fuckin' wid | |
| Trues rest in peace | |
| My little nigga | |
| Ripster stress that | |
| Bone loveSmokin' on bud, ' cause, ah nigga | |
| Mo ThugCallin' up my niggas when it' s time to nut up | |
| In the 99 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun, so run run | |
| Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from slangin' them | |
| Dum dum dum dums | |
| Niggas, it' s going down, up in the | |
| CTownGet ' em up wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose | |
| For the niggas that close hit ' em up wid the forty reasons | |
| Nigga roll up the buddah, smoke it all up nigga | |
| Don' t stiff on the reefer, mo runnin' up outta the club wid this | |
| Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper | |
| Strip as you hear the double glock glock | |
| Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad | |
| Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top | |
| Hit the body and the bullshit stop | |
| Wheneva them troublin' us, where the popo niggas roll | |
| Solo split up and swerve, | |
| Krayzie take caution | |
| Take out my llelo and tossed it, send ' em in the road to the curb | |
| Running, ducking, jumping up in the land my niggas is crazy | |
| Me slangin' wid nuff ' n me bang on the block | |
| And nigga this daily, who the nigga wid the 12guage Pump | |
| Mr. Sawedoff | |
| Leatherface, so you betta pray | |
| Eternally thugsta, east 1999 | |
| Gotta give peace to the | |
| S C Ts and the one big thug on the glock | |
| Pump blast fa the cash, then | |
| I mashin' wid gas | |
| Gotta dash away from the cops, not lettin' no pause | |
| Steadily flippin' up rows, rippin' up flesh wid six dogs | |
| That' s that thugsta, yes | |
| I pump slugs | |
| And I be dripping ' em off in thugstas | |
| Fuck them popo, all ah dem bodies we burn, burn | |
| And I guess that hood' ll neva learn | |
| Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm | |
| When I' m on ah mission for my setty | |
| Pick up my niggas be peelin' out wid me | |
| Roll up me, window me, wind blow, fuck up my indo | |
| I' m an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12guage | |
| I empty, me scandalous niggas are pon de loose | |
| But it' s no fuckin' wid the family, now feel it nigga, understand me | |
| Much love much bud for them | |
| St. Claire thugs | |
| East 1999 is where ya find me | |
| Slangin' them muthafuckin' drugs | |
| Dun, dun, leavin' the niggas to cock it, pop widda me gun | |
| They know that me noddin' they head off and | |
| I gots to have me fun | |
| Leaving ' em hung, breakin' fakin', you studio gangsta bitch trick | |
| Niggas' ll get beat, | |
| I' m handlin' the shit | |
| And I split in the midst of the darkness | |
| Consider me heartless, oh yes, | |
| Flesh be runnin' a hoe check | |
| Betta check ya | |
| Rolex, ya timed now fa givin' up respect | |
| Ta them S | |
| C Ts from | |
| C L E the scandalous niggas that dwell | |
| Hell offa the forscythe and bail, leavin' ah, trail, ah, the boody victims | |
| The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin' | |
| As if and if and they find, they may give me time instead, ah, me trippin' | |
| We flippin' the scripts on ova, see the | |
| Bone, ah, be neva sober | |
| Niggas told ya triggas showed ya, east 9, 9, 9, 5 soldiers | |
| Wanna run red rum try to run and get away but it' s just to late | |
| Watch out buckshots when | |
| I come buck buck | |
| Betta guard that fuckin' face, dumpin' them slugs on you fools | |
| Rollin' wid me | |
| Trues, drinkin' brews | |
| Don' t start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool | |
| One eighty seven, you think that you going to heaven | |
| Put slugs all up in that chest dunn to hell is where you be dwellin' | |
| Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin' watchin' you fall to the pave | |
| Wid me 9, milli pumpin', puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run, run | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 | |
| East, east, 1990, 99, 9, 9, 9 |
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