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Notorious Thugs

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It's Bone and Biggie Biggie [x3] Rock the party, party Yes Bone and Biggie Biggie Betta run and tell everybody It's Bone and Biggie Biggie [x3] 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 (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 Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious Thug ass niggaz that love to bust, it's strange to us Y'all niggaz be scramblin, gamblin Up in restaraunts with mandolins, and violins We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin High off weed and lots of gin So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins Nigga you should too, if you knew What this game'll do to you Been in this shit since ninety-two 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 yo' game, talk yo' shit Grab yo' gat, call yo' click Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one Pass that weed, I got to light one All them niggaz I got ta fight one All them hoes I got ta 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'ma tell you like a nigga told me Cash Rule Everything Around Me Shit, lyrically, niggaz can't see me Fuck it, buy the coke Cook the coke, cut it Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' 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 killa, me or you? (We forgive you, for you know not what you do) Seven A.M. woke in the mornin With Hen and caffine 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 sting, wit my Instrumelody, and heated Especially for your team And a forty-five indeed will beam In between the scenes destroy your dreams You willin to die, we'll see How many flees when I cause the scene We mean mug, Mo Thugs Trained to be perfect, disciples When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword Triple, six rivals spittin fire This the real truth, bitch Breakin out for lies My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon shoot's expired It's wild, bless the child The one that became a man Put in positions off in the Claire All that I had to do was stare Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend Pick up my gun, in my hand One of my trusted friend friend, hey Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marchin we shootin In daily recruitin there's a tough law Everyday in the ghetto


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