Bone Thugs N Harmony Frontline Warriors Lyrics

(chorus)
Layzie Bone:
n____, thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't over. (over).
(n____, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over my n____ we the
frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't over.
(over).(n____, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over my n____ we
the frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't
over. (over).(n____, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over
n____ we the frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war
ain't over. (over).(n____, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over
my n____ we the frontline warriors.

Verse 1:

Layzie Bone:
Oh why they wanna bring the noise? Humble me and my boys. Disrespect it on a
record like a n____ got clot when it's all about his mo-thug music. Put my name
in yer mouth an a n____ gonna do you. Who the f___ them n____s tryin to play?
Lay don't stop until you meet my glock. I'ma getcha, make ya body-rott, n____
make the party pop. n____, why not? Times ticking on the clock, and the heatin
hot. I'ma hit the weed spot. Joy ride with my n____s till the beat drop. We got
big Benjamin spendin CEO's. While you playin, we buy y'all rent and pin me.
Probly livin in a tent, pocket full of lint. Try and flip it like I flip it,
n____ got me bent. N like I said it on the last song: n____, we joyridin, and
y'all ain't BONE. B.B.O.B. the bad boy of the bones, I'll be thuggin for
eternal. Wanna test me? It's on. Now where my n____s at? Get the gat. Pell a
n____ wig back. n____ dig that, dig that. All original. Cleveland's own
criminal. Here we go. From a place where a n____ might bury ya. n____ act up
and I better take care of ya. Scared of ya? I be ready for the war. n____ I'm
America's most, us bailin coast to coast. Steady thuggin out here in these
streets. Lookin out for the rollers thuggin this race, they wanna fade us. But
I keep my heat, and it ain't no peace, and f___ the police. Come out the house,
all eyes on me. Jump in my 5 double O B-E-N-Z XL, and I hit the freeway,
freeway......

(chorus)

Verse 2:

Bizzy Bone:
Swallow. It ain't never gonna rain. No rain. Proudly glock on Sunday. Never
know I might bust on you one day. Oh, swiggin with Jack and the Bombay. Boom,
bye, bye, roll, roll, roll. Yeah n____, f___ you. Oh hell yeah? f___ you too.
Badder the God the wise realize. n____ better back off of my n____s in the
middle of a newborn style. The foul sinnin, the killin, uh.
And then, uh, we to enter the mental together. Better tell my n____ were
bitter. We back with rhythm, but dont nobody feel em, but them n____s around
the globe. In a mission worth money was gold. Then he went nutty with money
because he was outta the cut with nothin but ugly souls, better make us and touch/ No one will touch me one wait till they ruff enough/ Got him at last but I just corrupt/ I dont even erupt/ Creep on ah come up, what up/ Trapped in a rapture the trumpets pumpin tellin me somethin/ s_____ you we havin a blast you tatterd like cattle/ And medalion diamonds in the gallo/ Ghettoish b______s runnin much faster than the average a__es in the shadows/ Out of the battlefield...
(battlefield) battlefield (battlefield)

(chorus)

Verse 3:

Big B:
I'll need a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on).
and when they ask em who is he, it's seventh sign n bone(seventh sign n bone).
Call me a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on). and when they
ask em who is he, it's Big B n bone ( Big B. n bone). Frontline soldiers.
Frontline soldiers.

(chorus to fade)