The Notorious B.I.G. feat. Bone Thugs-n-Harmony - Notorious Thugs | Lyrics

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    The Notorious B.I.G. feat. Bone Thugs-n-Harmony - Notorious Thugs | Lyrics:
    [Intro: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
    And Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (We gon' rock the party)
    Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Rock the party, party)
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Better run and tell everybody)
    Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Everybody, everybody)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
    Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
    Get high, get high, get high, c'mon, c'mon
    (This is a lake of fire right here)
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (We gon' rock the party)
    Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Rock the party, party)
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Better run and tell everybody)
    Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie
    It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Everybody, everybody)
    [Bridge: Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone]
    Notorious thugs
    Nothin' but them thugstas, nothin' but them thugsta thugstas
    Notorious thugs
    Nothin' but them thugstas, nothin' but them thugsta thugstas
    [Chorus: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
    [Verse 1: The Notorious 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 tryna 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 '92
    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 move 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' clique
    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 to like one
    Our situation is a tight one
    What you gonna do: fight or run?
    Seems to me that you'll take B
    Bone and Big, nigga, die slowly
    I'ma 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 killer: me or you?
    [Break: Puff Daddy]
    We forgive you, for you know not what you do
    [Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
    7 a.m. woke in the morning
    With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine
    No-Doz so pop a couple of those
    Lil' RIPsta, nigga Mista Clean, make it gleam
    Deep in my temple and not to get sentimentally steamed
    With my instrumelody, and heated, especially for your team
    And a .45 indeed will beam
    In between the scenes, destroy your dreams
    You willin' to die? We'll see
    How many flee when I cause the scene?
    We mean mug, Mo' Thugs, trained to be perfect disciples
    When it's survival, tongue of a double-edged sword
    Triple six rivals spittin' fire
    This the real truth, bitch, breakin' out for lies
    My Messiah's better get ready for Armageddon, shit's expired
    It's wild, bless the child, the one that became a man
    Put in positions off in the Clair
    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-friends
    Hey, open the last seal for real, we all suited
    Beg my pardon to Martin: baby, we ain't marchin', we shootin'
    In daily recruitin', there's a thug born everyday in the ghetto
    We start 'em off little, we give 'em a bible
    And a pen and a pad to hit the label-kick it, nigga!
    [Verse 3: Krayzie Bone]
    [Verse 4: Layzie Bone]
    Cont...
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