Notorius Thugs Lyrics

Notorius Thugs lyrics

[Chorus: repeat 4X] It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie [repeat 8X] Let's Ride [repeat
3X] Get High [repeat 3X]  [Verse One: Biggie, BizzyBone,KrayzieBone] aint too
many can bang with us Armed and dangerous straight up weed no angel dust, label
us notorious. Thug ass niggas dat love to bust, its strange to us ya'll 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 u should too, if u knew, what this game'll do to u steadily
countin' them Benjamins. Nigga been in this shit since '92 sure caught beef
with u know look at all the bullshit l been thru who fuck a few female stars or
two then a bluelight niggas knew like Mike-shiiit not to be fuck wit. Muthafucka
betta duck quick..'causez me and my go operation just to dogs love to buck shit,
fuck the luck shit strictly aim kick da game. Spit yo' game, talk yo shit, grab
yo gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip and hit the right one pass dat weed
l gotta light one all all them hoes l gotta like one them niggas l gotta fight
one a tight one our situation is Bone and Big nigga die slowly what u wanna do?
fight or run? Seems to me dat you'll take thee, l'ma tell u like a nigga told
me, cash rule everything around me. Shiiit lyrically, niggas can't see me, fuck
it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it, blow the bitch before u caught yourself
lovin Big comes thru wit it--nigga wit a Benz fuckin it. Doesn't it seem odd to
u mobs and crews Goodfellas down to da Mo' Thug dudes (We forgive you for you
know not what you do) who's da killa? me or you?  Seven A.M. woke in da mornin'
wit henn and caffiene and green and nicotine no dough so pop a couple of dough,
Lil' Rippsta..nigga mista clean, nigga my..instrumelody, and heated especially
ball your team, and a 45 indeed will deep--deep in my tumble and now to get,
sentimentally steamed, wit beam now between da scenes destroy your dreams, you
willin to die we'll see how many faces when l cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo'
Thugs tyrin to be perfect--disciples, when its survival told by the double edged
sword triple, messiah steady get ready for armogeddon shoot 6-5. lt's wild,
bless da child, the one dat became a man six rivals spittin' fire this da real
truth bitch, breakin down for lies my put in positions out and we perve all
that l had to do was stare. Test me now, contend never no surrender no pretend
pick up my pen and my hemp all in my trust a friend, friend. Hey! open and lets
see if ya' real, we all suited dig bout 4 in da mornin', maybe we aint marchin'
we shootin', and then they recruitin' theirs they forgot..everyday in da
ghetto, we start em' off endin with hit em' up out with a pen and pad hit me
led now kick it...... Nigga roll wit Bone up into da dayz of ours, to the dome
wit a shot or burn,  fucks and givin dat mossburg swerve. Up into my bag,
'cause l gotta get my mask never do toss on da curb/me feelin' da urge to
sperve, when l'm broke as and shells--to put in this 12 guage sawed off, get
em' all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off, got a nigga caught doe. For the
Bone and leatherface if ya stick em' we buckin' em guns dats fucked up. Now
lemme get down wit da seemin' to thug in da cut--to let da mo' how many pullin
aint nothin'--bitch crime, gotta go purchase a dime put in a state to get down
for da crime smokin da reefa to ease my mind, swig some wine. Step on da block
when da rocks what will l be servin' them dummies see gotta buck em' on down if
he come back talkin like gimme back my money. Thuggin wit me killaz, need us a
leader or lick up when niggas aint got shit with a sawed off pump chrome 38
pistol now who ready to get bent. Nigga like me feenin' for them green leaves,
but l aint had no dough gotta make some money so, l'm makin my dummy  rocks if
l go broke. [Chorus 2X]  [Verse Two: Layzie Bone] Lil' Lay hey comin in a form
of scripture,finna get ya and hit  magic droppin' down lick but l call on my
gadgets, with a automatic status we spray time to load da glocks but l'm
thinkin not, there's another he forced tellin me do what l gotta do alwayz
waitin for da boys in blue.--Biggie boots on my ass now go'n right the cellular
phone and call Bone what's happenin' so l up my pipe a nigga die tonight, and
l'm grab a ten of real niggas start packin', 'cause a muthafucka try to get me
in a jackin' and l did em'. Hit em' right between the eyes da spot was wise
wanna test a nigga's size and it cost em' nigga fuck around wit da wrong shit
ya'll get mo' murdered all day, all day. We done paved da way and l'm on da run
l'ma call my boys and bring all da guns ya'll niggas wanna have a lil' fun wit
number one, one, in a red red rum........ rum rum rum rum rum rum, wit a red
red rum rum rum rum rum rum, wit a red red  [Chorus to fade]