| Notorious Thugs by Biggie |
| It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie (repeat 8x) Let's ride (repeat 3x) Get high (repeat 3x) 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, ya'll niggas be scramblin, gamblin Up in restaurants with madolins and violins We just sittin' here trying to win, try 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 know What this game will do to you Been in this shit since 92 Look at all the bullshit I been through Sure caught beef wit you know who Fuck a few female stars or two Then a blue light niggas knew like Mike-shit not to be fucked wit Mutha fucka betta duck quick Cause 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 I gotta light one All them niggaz I gotta fight one All them hoes I gotta like one Our situation is a tight one What you wanna do fight or run Seems to me that you'll take three Bone and Big nigga die slowly Imma tell you like a nigga be told Cash rule everything around me Shit lyricaly, niggaz can't see me Fuck it buy the coke Cook the coke Cut it Blow the bitch before you caught yourself hit Nigga wit a benz fuckin it Doesn't seem odd to you Big gomes threw wit mobs and crews Goodfellas down to da Mo'Thugz dudes Who's the killa me or you |
| Seven A.M. woke in da mornin' WIt henn and caffeine 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 Now between scenes Destroy your dreams You willin to die we'll see How many faces when I cause a scene We mean mug Mo' Thugs tryin to be perfect-disciples When it's survival by the double edged sword triple Six rivals spittin fire this da real truth bitch Breaking down for lies My messiah Steady get ready for armogeddon shoot 6-5 It's wild Bless the child The one that became a man Put in positions out and we perve All that that I had to do was stare Test me now, contend Never to surrender No pretend Pick up my pen And my hemp All in my trust in friend, friend Hey, open and lets see if it's real We all suited dig bout 4 in da mornin Maybe we ain't marchin, we shootin ANd then they recruitin Theirs they faggot Everyday in the ghetto We start em' off endin with hit em' Up out wit a pen and pad hit me led now Kick it |