Silent Night Lyrics - Flesh-n-bone

You niggaz better run 

When I grab the gun for homocide 

Well you know I'm about to hoo-lah 

I never catch you sleeping 

And I'mma pop the clip 

Put it between your eyes when I should die 

Need six feet in a ditch like a bitch 

Just avoid the clip with the gauge 

Nigga must have had a snipper 

They came up pop collar 

Hollow point tips to the brain 

Bug to the bang I'm stuck in this game 

Can't get away cause I'm in too deep 

Running the street with heats 

Never nigga can hang 

You might as well get up and bitch defeat 

If a nigga don't know way, know it now 

Grab your shit cause it's going down 

Fuck one time 

Cause I'm on the frontline 

Popping slugs with my dogs as we going down 

Still hold it ground boy 

You know what it is 

Hit him in the face with a death kiss 

Don't know what his problem was 

But all I can say is that a nigga had a death wish 

Should have messed with the wrong clique 

Saw the nigga drop when I felt the chrome click 

That's what you give or talking shit 

Now you lying in the hospital 

What you don't seek 

Here come one in the head 

Left it brain dead 

Got to put it more life support 

Living day by day on the edge of the lens 

But he didn't realize that life was short 

Now Eazy turning your sleep put your heat 

My stars as I match and I creep so cold 

You are the wrong nigga to fuck with 

So fuck with me best believe it 

You gonna reap what you sow 

Reap what you sow, sow, sow, sow 

Silent night 

Deadly night 

It's all right 

Cause you are dying tonight 

Silent night 

Deadly night 

It's all right 

Cause you are dying tonight 

I say, bone man here it comes 

And then the weaker pumping jumping 

Feel your body drubbing 

As the weakest pumping jumping 

Track his family dawn in him 

Nigga the eardrum pumping don't get real 

I'm back with the mo thug family 

Nigga they creeping they sipping 

Motherfucker wanna get rowdy, hardy 

Had to fuck top everybody 

With my nigga BG in, just stock all me 

Back with the gauge in the double glock party 

Hardy round for your head 

Nigga what you want? Now you are dead 

Blood red, blood red this only sign 

Should us select the gun right 

This only sign, should us select the gun 

You wanna fuck with me? 

Sit ain't funny when you lie in the bed 

Covered up in a coffin 

Motherfucker, what's happening? 

Wanna fuck up my nigga like septin? 

Mo thug gonna put it down rapping 

Motherfucker don't stop kill mo bug 

I'm down for the world 

For bloody 

Everybody wanna see me 

Be like me, hear me 

But you cannot pull down trek like me 

Nigga so I just spray and spray 

The king all over your ear drum 

Till you start to do bleed, eternally thugs 

Mo thug much love, right