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Notorious Thugs

by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

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Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie 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 It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Notorious thugs (Nothing but the gangstas, nothing but the gangstas, thugs, thugs) Notorious thugs (Nothing but the gangstas, nothing but the gangstas, thugs, thugs) It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie 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 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 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 Then I blew like, niggas knew 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 niggas I got to 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'mma tell you like a nigga told me Cash Rule 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 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 shit'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 pen, 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 We start 'em off little we give 'em a bottle And a pen and a pad to hit the label kick it Nigga roll wit Bone up into the Thug spot To the dome wit a shot of bird Never get tossed to the curb Be feelin' that urge to splurge But I'm broke as fuck son gimme that Mossberg swerve Up into my bag, 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells To put in this twelve gauge sawed off Get 'em all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off Got a nigga car door But the Bone not Leatherface, too many are thinkin' they Thugs They need the most help to pull it in doves And bitch if you stickin' we buckin' them guzzlers, 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 Smokin' 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 It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie 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 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 It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie 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 It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie 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

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