Handle the Vibe Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[Intro: Krayzie Bone]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[Clapping your hands]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[Clapping your hands]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[Clapping your hands]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[Clapping your hands]

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the medal we see blue light
As we ride by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the medal we see blue light

[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
They wanted to get RIP fuckin' wit my sawed-off
Polish it all until it replenish
Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you
Buck at me bangin with your magnum for
You crept and you came and shit changed
M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang
Nigga what you sayin' you came and you went
Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think
Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see
If we get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder fuck with Jesus
He done creeping deep puttin' those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finished, diminished you so called critics
And fuck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it
You fucked up for a while for the day that I was in trial
Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now
I got to kick it get on the ground wantin' my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds came from my town
I know you bitch would bite that we can't allow
Anyone claim my style, I'm ready to beat you down
Hittin' them tombstones (sellin volumes) gettin' them costumes bow now
I'm rolling with Makaveli pinnin' my pistol steady ready
Buck them flames aim for the pressure point
A point breaking your head in nigga, yeah