Star Trek 2009 VS East 1999





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Published on May 29, 2012

2009 Star Trek reboot by J.J. Abrams cut to "East 1999" by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

"East 1999" Lyrics:

[Layzie Bone]

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
With two in here - Steady stackin' my ends
Put my serve down on the Claire 99

Hittin' up the graveyard shift with - Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone
Little Wally high rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong
Krayzie Bone - stack right take much love
Kept ah nigga on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang,
Gotta make a grand at least daily man

Them Cleveland hustlaz
neva no bustaz, thug to the heart
We them niggas from the land fool,
and the old school...
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool

Fuckin' with Trues - rest in peace
Little nigga Ripster, stress that Bone love
Smokin' on bud, cause ah nigga Mo Thug
Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up
In the 99 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 with ya gun so run run

Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from
Slangin' them dum dum dum dums

[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]

Niggas it's going down - up in the C-Town
Get 'em up with the thug - and the nigga with the bud
get a fifth a rose
'fore the liquor store closed hit em up with the 40 reasons
Nigga roll up the buddah
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer

Mo runnin' up outta the club with this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper peeper

Strip as you hear the double glock glock
Widda me rocks cops sweatin' me bad,
Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top
in the body and the bullshit stop
Whenever the trouble knock
Where the po-po niggas go 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 craaazy,
We slang and we buck and we bang on the block
and my nigga, that's daaaaaily
Who the nigga with the 12-guage? (Pump)
It's Mr. Sawed-Off Leatherface - so you betta pray

Eternally thugsta,
East 1999
We roll with the devillllllllllllll

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]

Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the glock,
Pump blast for the cash
Then I mash the gas - gotta dash away from the cops
Not lettin' em pause - Steadily flippin' up rows
Rippin' up flesh with six dogs
Thats that thugsta - yes I pump slugs
and I be drippin' 'em off in dumpsters
Fuck them po-pos...

all ah dem bodies dey burn, burn

And I guess that hood'll never learn
Gotta dip (both in ones and) sherm
When I'm on a mission for my city
Bigger niggas be bailin' out wits me
Roll up the window - the wind blow - fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy
even though the barrels of me 12-guage are empty,
me scan-dalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin'
no fuckin' with the family
Nigga neva understand me
Much love - much bud for them St. Claire thugs

East 99
is where ya find me
Slangin' them mu-tha-fuc-kin' drugs.

[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]

Dun dun
leavin' the niggas stunned - cockin pop widda me gun
They know they'll be noddin' they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving 'em home, breakin' fakin'
Yo studio gangsta bitch, trick
Niggas'll get beat - I'm han del lin shit
And I split in the midst of the darkness

Consider me heartless - oh yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check
Betta check ya Rolex - Ya timed now fa givin' up respect
Ta them S-C-Ts from C-L-E where scandalous - niggas that dwell
hail off on the far side, and bail
Leavin' a trail a the boody victims
The fifth dog maulin' 'em all, and never them catch me slippin'
And sippin' a fifth of the wine, and
niggas be dyin' and steadily trippin'
We flippin' the scripts on over

See the Bone ah be never sober
Niggas told ya
triggas showed ya
East 99 five soldiers

[Verse 5: Wish Bone]

Murder one, red rum, try to run and get away
But it's just to laaaate,
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 and,
To hell is where you be dwellin'

Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
Wid me nine milli pumpin'

Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves

[Bone Thugs]

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 nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine x 8


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