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Notorious Thugs

アーティスト：Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  アルバム：The Collection, Vol. 1  作詞：COMBS SEAN PUFFY/HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN  作曲：COMBS SEAN PUFFY/HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN 

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NOTORIOUS B.I.G. featuring Bone thugs-n-harmony Bizzy: Bone and Biggie, Biggie. It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . . Krayzie: We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]. Better run and tell everybody [everybody, everybody]. alternating with Layzie: Ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Come on and . . . Bizzy: Get high, get high, get high . . . This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on. [Simulated clapping.] Krayzie: Notorious thugs. Layzie: Nothin' but them thugstas. Nothin' but them thugstas [thugstas]. Notorius B.I.G.: 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 scramblin', gamblin' up in restaurants with mandolins and violins. We just sittin' here tryin' to win, try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin. So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them Benjamins. Nigga, you'd should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you. Been in this shit since ninety-two. Look at all the bullshit I've been through: so-called beef with you-know-who, fucked a few female stars or two. Then a blue light, niggas move like Mike, shit, not to be fucked with. Muthafucka, 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 click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one. Pass that weed, I gotsta light one. All them niggas, I gotsta fight one. All them hoes, I gotsta like one. Our situation is a tight one. What you wanna do: fight or run? Seems to me that you'll take B, Bone and B.I.G., nigga, die slowly. I'm a tell you like a nigga told me, cash rules everything 'round me. Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me. Fuck it. Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it. Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin' it. Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin' in it. Doesn't it seem odd to you? B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews. Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew. Who's the killa: me or you? Puff Daddy: We forgive you, for you know not what you do. Bizzy: Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Hen and caffiene and green and nicotine. No dough, so pop a couple of those. Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it gleam, deep in my temple, and I go get sentimentally steamed with my instrumelody and heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to die? We'll see how many flee when I 'cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo Thug, trained to be perfect disciples when it's survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple six rivals spittin' fire, that's the real truth, bitch, breakin' down for lives, my Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's wild. Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them positions' already there, all that I had to do was stare. Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open



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