Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone / Layzie Bone: Guest Appearances: Notorious B.I.G.: Life After Death: Notorious Thugs (Featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Collection Volume One: Notorious B.I.G.: Life After Death: Notorious Thugs (Featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
Chorus: BIzzy Bone / Krayzie Bone / Layzie Bone
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gon’ rock the party
Rock the party
Better run and tell everybody
Ride
Let’s ride
Come on…
Get high…
This is a lake of fire, but I can’t even hold on.
Notorious thugs
Nothin’ but them thugstas
Nothin’ but them thugstas
Thugstas
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 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 shoot too
If you knew what this game’ll 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 BIG
Nigga die slowly
I’ma tell you like a nigga told me
Cash rules everything around 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
BIG 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 Bone
Seven A.M. woke in the morning
With Hen and caffeine and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of those
Lil’ RIPsta nigga Mr. Clean
Make it deep
Deep in my temple
And I go get sentimentally steamed with my instru-melody
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
Shoots 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 stare
Test me now
Contend never no surrender
No pretend
Pick up my gun in my hand
One of my trusty friend friend
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 thug born everyday in the ghetto
We start ’em off little
We give ’em a bottle and a pen and pad
They hit the label kick it
Krayzie Bone
Nigga come on over to the thug spot
To the dome with a shot of burb
Now me go back to the curb
Me feelin’ that urge to splurge, but I’m broke as fuck
Sin gimme that Mossberg swerve
Off into my pad ’cause I gotta get my mask and shells to put in this twelve-gauge sawed-off
Get ’em mauled off nigga y’all lost
They get hauled off
Got a nigga callin’ though for the pump
Now Leathaface
Sin runnin’
Thuggin’ and cuttin’
Lil’ Mo! Hart quick to pull it
Ain’t nothin’
Bitch if you’re steppin’
We’re buckin’ them guts
That’s fucked up
Now let me get down for the crime
Got to go purchase a dime
Put in the state nigga double the crime
Smokin’ the reefer to ease my mind
Swig some wine
Step on the block with the rocks
But really me servin’ ’em dummies see
Gotta buck ’em on down
If they come talkin’ like, “Give me back me money”
Thuggin’ with me killas
Need us a liter of liquor
But niggas ain’t got shit
But a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol
Wow who ready to get back
Nigga like me fiendin’ for them green leaves
But I ain’t had no dough
Gotta make some money, so I makin’ my dummy rocks
If I go broke
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone / Layzie Bone
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Better run and tell everybody
Ride
Let’s ride…
Come on
Get high…
Layzie Bone
Yeah
Lil’ Lay hey comin’ in the form of scripture
Finna get you and hit you with magic
Droppin’ out late but I call on my gadgets
With an automatic status we spray
Time to load the glocks
But I’m thinkin’ 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 runnin’ from the boys in blue
Biggy-blue’s on my ass
Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone
“What’s happenin’?”
Grab artillery
Niggas start packin’
‘Cause a muthafucka tried to get me in a jackin’
And I did him
Hit ’em right between the eyes
The spot was wise
Wanna test a nigga’s size
And it 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’ma call my boys and bring all the guns
Y’all niggas wanna have a little fun with #1
Bloody red redrum-rum-rum-rum-rum-rum
Bloody red redrum-rum-rum-rum-rum-rum
Bloody red redrum
Chorus: Bizzy Bone / Krayzie Bone / Layzie Bone
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Better run and tell everybody
Ride
Let’s ride…
Come on
Get high…
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
It’s Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Better run and tell everybody
Ride
Let’s ride…
Come on
Get high…
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