作词 : Jordan, Steven A.

作曲 : Jordan, Steven A.

And Biggie Biggie

[00:27.41][00:52.71][04:10.48][05:12.44][05:37.21](We gonna rock the party)

[00:05.87][00:10.61][00:26.11][00:29.34][00:30.72][00:35.52][00:53.89][00:55.46][01:00.07][04:12.21][04:13.82][04:18.38][05:13.16][05:14.16][05:20.43][05:38.95][05:40.55][05:45.33]Just Bone and Biggie Biggie

[00:12.10][00:32.21][00:33.77][00:36.91][00:57.06][00:58.01][01:01.65][04:09.26][04:15.24][04:16.80][04:20.00][05:11.14][05:17.31][05:18.41][05:21.92][05:35.94][05:42.02][05:43.57][05:46.69]It's Bone and Biggie Biggie

[00:34.78][00:58.81][04:16.94][05:19.03][05:43.87](Better run and tell everybody)

[01:03.01][04:21.33][05:23.23][05:48.05](Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride

[01:05.67][04:23.94][05:26.05][05:50.77]Get high, get high, get high, c'mon

[01:08.88][04:27.13][05:29.09][05:53.86]Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride

[01:11.91][04:30.16][05:32.21][05:56.80]Get high, get high, get high

[00:45.63]No-to-rious, Thugs

[00:47.88](Nothing but them thugsters)

[00:49.56](Nothing but them thugster thugsters)

Just Bone and Biggie Bigge

[The Notorious B.I.G.]

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us

Straight up **** no angel dust, label us Notorious

Thug ass niggaz that love to bust, it's strange to us

Y'all niggas be scramblin, gamblin

Up in restaraunts with mandolins, and violins

We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin

High off shit and lots of gin

So much smoke need oxygen

Steadily countin them Benjamins

Niggas 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

**** a few female stars or two

Bitches, blue light, bitches, move like Mike, shit

Not to be ****ed with

Mother****ers better duck quick, cause

Me and my dogs love to buck that shit

**** 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 shit, I got to light one

All them bitches I got ta fight one

All them hoes I got ta like one

Our situation is a tight one

Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?

Seems to me that you'll take B

Bone and Big, niggas die slowly

I'ma tell you like a nigga told me

Cash Rule Everything Around Me

Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me

**** it, buy the coke

Cook the coke, cut it

Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it

Nigga with a Benz **** 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 killa, me or you?

[Puff Daddy] We forgive you, for you know not what you do

[Bizzy Bone]

Seven A.M. woke in the mornin

With Hen and caffine and green and nicotine

No dough so pop a couple of doze

Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean

Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get

Sentimentally sting, wit my

Instrumelody, and heated especially for your team

And a forty-five indeed will beam

In between the scenes destroy your dreams

You willin to die, we'll see

How many flees when I cause the scene

We mean mug, Mo Thugs

Trained to be perfect, disciples

When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword

Triple, six rivals spittin fire

This the real truth, nigga

Breakin out for lies

My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon shit's expired

It's wild, bless the child

The one that became a man

Put in positions off in the Claire

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 friend, hey

Open it let's 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 a pad to hit the label kick it

[Krayzie Bone]

Nigga roll wit Bone up into the Thug spot

To the dome wit a shot of bird

Never get tossed to the curb

Be feelin that urge to splurge

But I'm broke as **** son gimme that Mossberg swerve

Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells

To put in this twelve gauge sawed off

Get em all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off

Got a nigga car door

But the Bone not Leatherface, too many are thinkin they Thugs

They need the most help to pull it in doves

And nigga if you stickin we buckin them guzzlers, that's ****ed up

Now let me get done with the grime

Gotta go purchase a dime

Put in a state to get done with the crime

Smokin the reefer to ease my mind

Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks

But Willie be servin em clemency

Gotta buck him on down if he come back talkin

Like gimme back me money

Thuggin with me killers, need us a leader

Or liquor but niggas ain't got shit

Wit a sawed off pump chrome thirty-eight pistol

Now who ready to get bent

Nigga like me feenin for them green leaves

But I ain't had no dough

Gotta make some money so

I'm making my dummy rocks if I go broke

[Layzie Bone]

Yeah, Little Lay hey comin in the form of scripture

Finna get ya and hit ya wit magic

Droppin down licks betta call on my gadgets

With an automatics status we spray time to load the glocks

But I'm thinkin not

There's another he forced tellin me do what I gotta do

So my otha potnah nigga die tonight

And I'm always runnin from the boys in blue

Biggie booms on my ass now provide the cellular phone

The carphone, what's happenin

Grab artillery niggas start packin

Cause a mother****er try to get me in a jacket, and I did him

Hit him right between the eyes, despise the wise

Wanna test a nigga size, that'll cost him

Nigga **** around wit 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 wit number one

One, one, then it red red rum rum rum rum rum rum

But it red red rum rum rum rum rum rum

But it red red rum