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It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie | It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie | It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed, no angel dust, label us "Notorious" Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us Y'all niggas be scrambling, gambling Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins We just sitting here tryna win, try not to sin High off weed and lots of gin So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins Nigga you should too, if you knew what this game'll do to you Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I been through! So-called beef with you-know-who Fucked a few female stars or two Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit Not to be fucked with Motherfucker better duck quick cause Me and my dogs love to buck shit Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Spit your game, talk your shit Grab your Gat, call your clique Squeeze your clip, hit the right one Pass that weed, I got to light one All them niggas, I got to fight one All them hoes, I got to like one Our situation is a tight one Whatcha gonna do: fight or run? Seems to me that you'll take B Bone and Big, nigga: die slowly I'mma tell you like a nigga told me: "Cash Rules Everything Around Me" Shit... lyrically, niggas can't see me Fuck it, buy the coke Cook the coke, cut it Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself loving it Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it Doesn't it seem odd to you? Big come through with mobs and crews Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thugs dudes Who's the killer, me or you? (We forgive you, for you know not what you do) 7 A.M., woke in the morning With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine No dough, so pop a couple of doze Lil' RIPsta, nigga Mista Clean Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get Sentimentally steamed with my Instrumelody, and heated Especially for your team And a .45, indeed, will beam In between the scenes. Destroy your dreams You willing to die? We'll see How many flee when I cause the scene We mean mug, Mo' Thugs Trained to be perfect disciples When it's survival, tongue is a double-edged sword Triple six rivals spitting fire This the real truth, bitch Breaking out for lies My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddon, shit's expired It's wild, bless the child The one that became a man Put in positions off in the Clair All that I had to do was stare Test me now. Contender - never no surrender, no pretend Pick up my pen, in my hand One of my trusted friend-friends, hey Open it! Let's see if we're real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marching, we shooting! In daily recruiting there's a thug born Everyday in the ghetto We start em off little, we give em a bible And a pen and a pad to hit the label, kick it Nigga roll with Bone up into the Thug spot To the dome with a shot of bird Never get tossed to the curb Be feeling that urge to splurge But I'm broke as fuck, Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells To put in this 12-gauge sawed-off Get 'em hauled off, nigga your loss, take it all off Got a nigga caught off But the Bone not Leatherface, too many are thinking they thugs And little Mo Hart want to pull it and bust it And bitch: if you steppin' we buckin' them guts, that's fucked up Now let me get done with the grime Gotta go purchase a dime Put in a state to get done with the crime Smoking the reefer to ease my mind Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks But really we be serving em dummies, see? Gotta buck him on down if he come back talking Like "gimme back me money" Thugging with me killers Need us a liter of liquor but niggas ain't got shit With a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol Now who ready to get bent? Nigga like me fiending for them green leaves But I ain't had no dough Gotta make some money, so I'm making my dummy rocks if I go broke Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, we gonna rock the party Rock the party, party Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, better run and tell everybody Everybody, everybody Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high Yeah, Little Lay, hey, coming in the form of scripture Finna get you and hit you with magic Droppin down lead but I call it my gadgets With an automatic-status, we spray, time to load the Glocks But I'm thinking not There's another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do So I up my pipe, a nigga dyin' tonight And I'm always running from the boys in blue Biggie, blue's on my ass, pull out the cellular phone to call Bone "What's happenin'?" Grab artillery, a nigga start packing Cause a motherfucker tried to get me in a jackin, and I did him Hit him right between the eyes, the spot was wise Wanna test a nigga size, it'll cost him Nigga fuck around with the wrong shit Y'all get mo' murdered all day, all day We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'mma call my boys and bring all the guns Y'all niggas wanna have a little fun with #1? Bloody red red - rum rum rum rum rum rum That red red rum rum rum rum rum rum That red red rum Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, we gonna rock the party Rock the party, party Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, better run and tell everybody Everybody, everybody Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, we gonna rock the party Rock the party, party Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, better run and tell everybody Everybody, everybody Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high
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