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notorious b.i.g. featuring bone thugs-n-harmony

bizzy:
bone and biggie, biggie.
its 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. lets ride. lets ride. lets ride. come on and...
bizzy:
get high, get high, get high...
this is a lake of fire, but i cant 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: aint too many can bang with us. straight up weed, no
angel dust. label us notorious thug-ass niggas that love to bust. its strange
to us, yall 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, youd should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you. been in
this shit since ninety-two. look at all the bullshit ive 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 youll take b, bone and b.i.g., nigga, die slowly. im a tell
you like a nigga told me, cash rules everything round me. shit, lyrically,
niggas cant 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. doesnt it seem odd to you? b.i.g. come through with mobs and crews.
goodfellas down for the mo thug crew. whos 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 hen and caffiene and green and nicotine.
no dough, so pop a couple of those. little ripsta, nigga, mr. clean make it
gleam, deep in my temple, and i go 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? well see
how many flee when i cause the scene. we mean mug, mo thug, trained to be
perfect disciples when its survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple
six rivals spittin fire, thats the real truth, bitch, breakin down for
lives, my messiah, better get ready for armageddon, shoots expired, its 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, friends. hey, open
and let em see if were real. we all suited, beg my pardon to martin, baby, we
aint marchi
n, we shootin, and daily recrutin. theres 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:
little kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a shot of burb, now
me go back to the curb. me feelin that urge to splurge, but im 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,
yall lost. they get hauled off. got a nigga callin, though, for the pump, now
leatherface, sin runnin, thuggin and cuttin, lil mo! hart quick to pull it,
aint nothin. bitch, if youre steppin, were buckin them guts. thats
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 aint
got shit, but a sawed-off pump, chrome.38 pistol, now who ready to get back
? nigga like me fiendin for them green leaves, but i aint had no dough. gotta
make some money, so i makin my dummy rocks, if i go broke.

its bone and biggie, biggie.
its bone and biggie, biggie...
krayzie:
we gonna rock the party [rock the party, party].
better run and tell everybody [everybody].
alternating with layzie:
ride. lets ride. lets ride. lets ride. come on and...
bizzy:
get high, get high, get high...

layzie:
[yeah.] little lay, hey, comin in the form of scripture, fin to get ya and hit
ya with magic, drivin out late, but i call on my gadgets. with an automatic
status, we spray. time to load the glocks, but im thinkin not, theres
another evil force tellin me to do what i gotta do, so i up my pipe, a nigga
dyin tonight, and im always runnin from the boys in blue, biggy-blues on my
ass. now, i whip out the cellular phone to call bone, "whats 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 niggas size, and it cost him. nigga fuck around with the wrong
shit, yall get mo mudered all day, all day. we can play that way, and im on
the run. im a call my boys, and bring all the guns. yall 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.

bizzy:
its bone and biggie, biggie.
its bone and biggie, biggie...
krayzie:
we gonna rock the party [rock the party, party].
better run and tell everybody [everybody].
alternating with layzie:
ride. lets ride. lets ride. lets ride. come on and...
bizzy:
get high, get high, get high...


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377 kez okundu





bone thugs-n-harmony en ok okunan 10 arks

1. flow motion
2. blaze it
3. me killa
4. mr ouija
5. mo murda
6. show em
7. mr quija
8. mo thug
9. sign bizzy bone
10. its all real


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