| Song | Servin' Tha Fiends |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | BTNHResurrection |
| 作词 : Bone, Flesh-n-Bones, Thomas | |
| Hey, hey, holla, holla nigga | |
| What's happening? | |
| I got the biggest boulders right here motherfucker | |
| These motherfucking rocks fat | |
| Hey, at ten o'clock, | |
| I don't wanna see | |
| None of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block | |
| Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off | |
| Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| Hundred thousands of green | |
| For the love of money | |
| Cash all around me | |
| Demons can cloud me | |
| While I'm in the county | |
| I can dieFlipped up my style-y as we came at the same time | |
| Baby tempted, in the tension | |
| Ouija shit got you demented | |
| Crash the | |
| Benz and ending your sentence | |
| Born for criminal defendants | |
| Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking | |
| Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine | |
| Animals move animals reputed | |
| Every daily grades let it be the reason | |
| My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies | |
| In Eden leading seeping | |
| And I don't wanna rock the pump | |
| But I doubt it if | |
| I have ta pop the trunk | |
| I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me what | |
| Nigga that thuggish, ruggish fuck them up | |
| Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit | |
| All of my dogs all of we lie | |
| Nigga you touched and stuck on murda | |
| Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts | |
| It was the 7th sign regime | |
| Wid the nines and beams the philly and green | |
| Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me | |
| Ya couldn't go wrong wid we | |
| Eyes bloodshot red when | |
| I floss instead | |
| I rather run up and smash you wid a passion | |
| And they chalking it off his head | |
| Nigga instead | |
| I'ma let them bleed | |
| Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead | |
| It's just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| It's just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| Now could this be | |
| B O BThe bad boy the | |
| BoneI be thugging for eternal | |
| Wanna test me it's on | |
| Now where my niggas at | |
| Pull a nigga wig back | |
| Nigga dig that dig that | |
| All original peep the zone criminal here we go | |
| From a place where a nigga might bury, ya | |
| Nigga act up and | |
| I betta take care ah, ya | |
| Scared ah ya, | |
| I be ready for the war | |
| Nigga I'm | |
| America's most | |
| Barely coast ta coast | |
| If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me | |
| But if you lie ta me and don't die for me | |
| Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me | |
| Sleepwalk shit talk nigga | |
| That be running from niggas in the ghetto | |
| Now get on my level rebuking the devil | |
| Representing like ah heavenly rebel | |
| Even though my screws loose | |
| I can tigheten 'em up | |
| And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench | |
| For the funny shit | |
| All about the murda for the love ah money shit | |
| Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade nigga | |
| If you got and | |
| I want it | |
| I'ma take it | |
| Nigga made it and | |
| I told ya we'd make it | |
| Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit | |
| Half baked and gone off this indoe stick | |
| Wanna hit it call just as you next | |
| Hit it two times and pass | |
| And nigga hold ya breath | |
| Lay playing wid a half deck | |
| Playin' wid ah half deck | |
| It's just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| I'm fucked up but | |
| I bail on the darkside | |
| Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo | |
| Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo | |
| Nobody be fucking wid | |
| Bone top platinum | |
| So ah, now that you got that album fool | |
| Tell me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it | |
| Stay drop and hit up they head | |
| That ch'all can go and get | |
| Peepin' here they come wake it off | |
| So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick | |
| Servin' them paper murda them 1 8 7 ova haters | |
| Fuck you be done | |
| Did it wid niggas do whateva they gotta do | |
| My nigga just do what ya gotta do | |
| Even if you gotta spark a few | |
| Just rob a few jack move | |
| It's just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Niggas ain't rapping the same way | |
| Made niggas it figures now thug wid these niggas | |
| That eating betta than the nigga | |
| Betta lay in low so when the po po rolling | |
| Stroll on my depths as a criminal | |
| Homicidal activity bring 'em up all up | |
| Nigga let's show this shit be real | |
| But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats loco | |
| Straight smoke ah, motherfucka do it fast | |
| Bucking 'em down here red on his back back | |
| It's just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends |
| zuò cí : Bone, FleshnBones, Thomas | |
| Hey, hey, holla, holla nigga | |
| What' s happening? | |
| I got the biggest boulders right here motherfucker | |
| These motherfucking rocks fat | |
| Hey, at ten o' clock, | |
| I don' t wanna see | |
| None of y' all little niggas up on the motherfucking block | |
| Y' all got ta clear this motherfucka off | |
| Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| Hundred thousands of green | |
| For the love of money | |
| Cash all around me | |
| Demons can cloud me | |
| While I' m in the county | |
| I can dieFlipped up my styley as we came at the same time | |
| Baby tempted, in the tension | |
| Ouija shit got you demented | |
| Crash the | |
| Benz and ending your sentence | |
| Born for criminal defendants | |
| Critical breaking in the ghetto bar thinking | |
| Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine | |
| Animals move animals reputed | |
| Every daily grades let it be the reason | |
| My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies | |
| In Eden leading seeping | |
| And I don' t wanna rock the pump | |
| But I doubt it if | |
| I have ta pop the trunk | |
| I' ma get ' em when they thinking they miss me what | |
| Nigga that thuggish, ruggish fuck them up | |
| Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit | |
| All of my dogs all of we lie | |
| Nigga you touched and stuck on murda | |
| Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts | |
| It was the 7th sign regime | |
| Wid the nines and beams the philly and green | |
| Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me | |
| Ya couldn' t go wrong wid we | |
| Eyes bloodshot red when | |
| I floss instead | |
| I rather run up and smash you wid a passion | |
| And they chalking it off his head | |
| Nigga instead | |
| I' ma let them bleed | |
| Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead | |
| It' s just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| It' s just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| Now could this be | |
| B O BThe bad boy the | |
| BoneI be thugging for eternal | |
| Wanna test me it' s on | |
| Now where my niggas at | |
| Pull a nigga wig back | |
| Nigga dig that dig that | |
| All original peep the zone criminal here we go | |
| From a place where a nigga might bury, ya | |
| Nigga act up and | |
| I betta take care ah, ya | |
| Scared ah ya, | |
| I be ready for the war | |
| Nigga I' m | |
| America' s most | |
| Barely coast ta coast | |
| If you ready for whateva you can ride wit me | |
| But if you lie ta me and don' t die for me | |
| Look in my eyes and see you can' t hide from me | |
| Sleepwalk shit talk nigga | |
| That be running from niggas in the ghetto | |
| Now get on my level rebuking the devil | |
| Representing like ah heavenly rebel | |
| Even though my screws loose | |
| I can tigheten ' em up | |
| And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench | |
| For the funny shit | |
| All about the murda for the love ah money shit | |
| Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade nigga | |
| If you got and | |
| I want it | |
| I' ma take it | |
| Nigga made it and | |
| I told ya we' d make it | |
| Kept it real and it' d neva be fake shit | |
| Half baked and gone off this indoe stick | |
| Wanna hit it call just as you next | |
| Hit it two times and pass | |
| And nigga hold ya breath | |
| Lay playing wid a half deck | |
| Playin' wid ah half deck | |
| It' s just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends | |
| I' m fucked up but | |
| I bail on the darkside | |
| Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this mayo | |
| Plannig ta sell the yayo for my mayo | |
| Nobody be fucking wid | |
| Bone top platinum | |
| So ah, now that you got that album fool | |
| Tell me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it | |
| Stay drop and hit up they head | |
| That ch' all can go and get | |
| Peepin' here they come wake it off | |
| So quicker they come wid ah weekly drumstick | |
| Servin' them paper murda them 1 8 7 ova haters | |
| Fuck you be done | |
| Did it wid niggas do whateva they gotta do | |
| My nigga just do what ya gotta do | |
| Even if you gotta spark a few | |
| Just rob a few jack move | |
| It' s just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Niggas ain' t rapping the same way | |
| Made niggas it figures now thug wid these niggas | |
| That eating betta than the nigga | |
| Betta lay in low so when the po po rolling | |
| Stroll on my depths as a criminal | |
| Homicidal activity bring ' em up all up | |
| Nigga let' s show this shit be real | |
| But stack up realer than a nigga talk gats loco | |
| Straight smoke ah, motherfucka do it fast | |
| Bucking ' em down here red on his back back | |
| It' s just another day | |
| I gotta get paid | |
| Who got the biggest boulder | |
| Who servin' tha fiends |