Текст песни Ain't No H*es (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) с переводом

Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck Right Back At Your Ass

For The 07 We On Some New Shit

Now You Have Tried And You Have Died

So From Now On, The Midwest Is Unified

And We Bout To Hit You Wit Some Shit Like This

Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

(Niggas ain’t no hoes)

In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta hit em, What you runnin for

What you runnin for

(Nigga what You runnin for)

Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

What you know about grown thugs, Bone Thugs N Harmony

Ima be lettin everybody know about it

Steady trippin and bitchin over stylez when we shoulda been getting gwop

I ain’t no motherfuckin ho about it

Now take a shot of patron sit back and zone

On some niggas united cause we the shit when we spit

Early on all the vision was hazy

Now its just Krayzie and Layzie Wish and Twis in this bitch

We be snappin so accurate with the lyrics when we pop it we make everybody

Go nuts, Nigga hold up, got the competition sewed up, go get me something to

roll up

And I spit it for my niggas and bitches I know in the ghetto

And all of my ballers and my family doing fed time

And everybody thats hating on the science of this alliance

For violence high instance I’ll show you its bed time

Crack to herbs, sendin niggas back to work

Bone thugs you can’t ask for more

Gotta hit em with what the fans asking for

Ain’t no way that you can fuck with the fantastic four

Niggas dont wanna see me, cause they know that ima do ya

And leave you totally crushed

When I told Mr. Ouija that I wanna know my future

He told me that it was us now what you talkin bout

Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

(Niggas ain’t no hoes)

In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta hit em, What you runnin for

What you runnin for

(Nigga what You runnin for)

Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

Now everybody wanna know about it

If its certified, they heard it through the gravevine

Could it really be real, is it a rumor or a straight lie

Proof is in the music so you can’t deny we changing times (why)

History is in the making nigga get ready for this thug invasion

And lots of money making

Hundred millions we could learn to make a killin real niggas

And too bad for the contenders

We can spit it, and go round for round (round for round)

Take em straight back to the underground (underground)

Bone and Twist on some shit like this

Make a nigga stop quick like whats that sound (whats that sound)

You fanna hear a nigga really fuckin dope

And got that nigga Twista creepin on the cause

Swisha full of bud

Give a nigga love

Feel it through the blood

This is for the Thugs (what)

Maintain all day on the paper chase

The fame came but I rather just take the pay

Man I rather take the millions and not be out on the market

Or a target for a killing, really

So my tech-9 right there when you test mine

Immediatley stretched out

We breathe for the Mid-West side

Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

(Niggas ain’t no hoes)

In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta hit em, What you runnin for

What you runnin for

(Nigga what You runnin for)

Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

Look at these killas tonight

My dawgs with a little drama that a nigga had to witness through the business

Trying to trap us in this music game

Can never be defeated

We all beleive in Jesus and he helps us when we need it

And thats how we made it through this thang

Who woulda thought that Lil Layzie and Twis

Midwest Invasion woulda brought us to this

Spit yo game talk yo shit you kno just who you fuckin with

The realest that could spit it, dig it, now here goes another hit

Cleveland niggas always been on the grind

Chicago niggas always been on the grind

Like Makaveli’s Thug Nation ain’t no time being wasted

Sayin a nigga gotta take it so Im going for mine

Now could it be that it was already written

Smokin on the dro but I know I ain’t trippin

Glass full of henny with a pocket full of money

This is real as you get it, ain’t a damn thang funny

Real niggas do real thangs, it dont stop

Real niggas play no games on my block

Say Im fuckin with you

Better beleive its Bone and Twista for my homies, for my niggas

I make that thang pop

(pop pop pop)

Ready when the trouble knock

(knock knock knock)

Souljas from the double Glock

(Glock Glock Glock)

Always gonna keep it hot

(hot hot hot)

We takin control of yo shit

Standin firmly on the corner like a soulja

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

Gotta show em that we ain’t no hoes

(Niggas ain’t no hoes)

In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah

Let it ride on them niggas

Gotta hit em, What you runnin for

What you runnin for

(Nigga what You runnin for)

Now you fuckin with a Cleaveland killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a Chi-Town killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a 99 killa (killa)

Now you fuckin with a K-Town killa (killa)

(Krayzie Bone till fade)

Killa

Killa

Killa

Killa