Bone Thugs-N-Harmony — Top Notch

[Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] Top-top-top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war Top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war T-t-top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war [Verse 1: Flesh-N-Bone] Top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable Come on over, we having a blast Just like we told you, several Let them know 'cause that's my duty Fuck you if you think I'm unruly Truly, ask me if I hardly care You know what you can do to me But it won't be easy, nigga Because you never know what's up my sleeve Maybe two 24-handles that'll blow you out like a candle Better believe that Teasin' you haters, ain't even full throttle Swallowed me like a snake and go slither, nigga, and hit Twist off like a cap from a bottle Anybody wanna see me I don't think you can Got lasers to clear you up like LASIK surgery Give you twenty-twenty, mang I prance like Ali dancin' inside the boxin' ring Diamonds and rubies cover me on top like a crown on a king Bust a U then swing around, pull up on them niggas from the right Smilin' down, yo faint ass smile turned into a frown What made that nigga renounce the stupid shit he said When he said it, he knew that he was dead, yup [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] Top-top-top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war Top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war T-t-top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war Top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable, yeah Go fuckin' insane Always been ready for war [Verse 2: Bizzy Bone] Well it's sane but it don't shine often, nigga Let me get it up off them niggas Before I lose you, where the conclusion is, I lost you niggas Muddy water and slouch niggas Bunny money been [?], steady rippin' up Flawless, with the watch on it and the red cross with the wet dip, with the fine weed Where we whip whip, when I find lead Maybe I get my mirror and I look at Medusa, your reflection Finally, send me body to body and finding any bodies that choose to slime me Sticky, dirty and grimy On the first and the fifteen, perfect timing Then I whip my Siamese, nigga, pass the bread Share my mind, separate the beds, hold my head, move your legs, the world is mine Jealous of the profit, when they figure it out they want me to stop Red light district, fuck that shit [?] to the [?] and the cops I know where my kids at Nigga where they been at Nobody write me on lock I'm on barley We weedin' hot? We keeping them hot like chemo (Till the Lord come shining) (We know! Ingle[?]) Y'all know my (y'all know my, y'all know my) [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] Top-top-top notch, top gun Incredible, impeccable [Steve Harvey] What? don' start no shit, now Niggas be startin' a fight and shit in the club Pull out a pistol and shit, clear everything out [Outro] Re-Re get them babaies back inside They don' smoked that sherm and out here actin' a god damn fool Nigga, I'm not scared of naan nigga Charles, Charles, listen to me baby Got me fucked up, nigga You got babies in there I light this mother fucka up like the 4th of July You got babies in there, Charles Nigga, what's happnin?