Notorius Thugs(feat Bone-thugz-n-harmony Lyrics

Notorius Thugs(feat Bone-thugz-n-harmony 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]

 Armed and dangerous

 aint too many can bang with us

 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

 steadily countin' them Benjamins. Nigga

 u should too, if u knew, what this game'll do to u

 been in this shit since

 '92

 look at all the bullshit l been thru

 sure caught beef with u know

 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..cuzz me and my

 dogs love to buck shit, fuck the luck shit strictly aim

 go operation just to

 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

 them niggas l gotta fight one

 all them hoes l gotta like one

 our situation is

 a tight one

 what u wanna do? fight or run? Seems to me dat you'll take thee,

 Bone and Big nigga die slowly

 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

 it--nigga wit a Benz fuckin it. Doesn't it seem odd to u

 Big comes thru wit

 mobs and crews

 Goodfellas down to da Mo' Thug dudes

 who's da killa? me or you?

 (We forgive you for you know not what you do)

 

 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

 deep--deep in my tumble and now to get, sentimentally steamed, wit

 my..instrumelody, and heated especially ball your team, and a 45 indeed
will

 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,

 six rivals spittin' fire this da real truth bitch, breakin down for lies my

 messiah steady get ready for armogeddon shoot 6-5. lt's wild, bless da
child,

 the one dat became a man

 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,

 never do toss on da curb/me feelin' da urge to sperve, when l'm broke as

 fucks and givin dat mossburg swerve. Up into my bag, cuz l gotta get my
mask

 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

 seemin' to thug in da cut--to let da mo' how many pullin aint
nothin'--bitch

 if ya stick em' we buckin' em guns dats fucked up. Now lemme get down wit
da

 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

 so l up my pipe a nigga die tonight, and l'm

 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'

 grab a ten of real niggas start

 packin', cuz 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, wit a red red rum rum rum rum rum rum, wit a red
red

 rum........

 

 [Chorus to fade]