Notorious B.I.G. Notorious Thugz (feat Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

Текст песни "Notorious B.I.G. — Notorious Thugz (feat Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)"

izzy:
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 Henney, caffiene and green and nicotine.
No dough, so I pop a couple'a foes. Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it
gleam, deep in my temple, and I gotta 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, shits 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 stand. Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no
pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open
and let 'em see if we're real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, Baby we ain't marchin we shootin
And daily recruitin there's a front row
Everyday in the ghetto
We start em off little we give em a bottle
and a pen and a pad to hit the lead now kick it

Krayzie:
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 f*ck 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
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