And I'm always runnin' from the boys in blue
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews
But them positions' already there
Now Leatherface, Sin runnin', thuggin' and cuttin', Lil' Mo
We start 'em off little, we give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad
You willing to die? We'll see how many flee when I
Been in this shit since ninety-two
Who's the killa, me or you?
We shootin' and daily recrutin'
Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin' in it, doesn't it seem odd to you?
Got a nigga callin', though, for the pump
Fin to get ya and hit ya with magic, drivin' out late
Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone
Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it gleam
Hey, open and let 'em see if we're real
There's a thug born everyday in the ghetto
"Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve" Off into my pad
We can play that way, and I'm on the run
Then a blue light, niggas move like Mike
Deep in my temple, and I go get sentimentally steamed
Hit 'em right between the eyes, the spot was wise
I'm a call my boys, and bring all the guns
Me feelin' that urge to splurge, but I'm broke as fuck
But really me servin' 'em dummies, see
Trained to be perfect disciples when it's survival time
So I up my pipe, a nigga dyin' tonight
Better run and tell everybody
Now who ready to get back?
Bone and B.I.G., nigga, die slowly
Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend
All that I had to do was stare
Armed and dangerous
So-called beef with you-know-who
(Rock the party, party)
Die by double-edged sword, triple six rivals spittin' fire
Straight up weed, no angel dust
(Everybody)
Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks
Label us Notorious
We forgive you for you know not what you do
Shit, not to be fucked with, muthafucka, better duck quick
We gonna rock the party
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat
Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew
So I makin' my dummy rocks, if I go broke
Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin' it
Better run and tell everybody
Redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red
Nothin' but them thugstas, nothin' but them thugstas
My Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one
This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on
What you wanna do, fight or run?
(Everybody, everybody)
They hit the label, kick it
In this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get 'em mauled off
(Rock the party, party)
Hen and caffeine and green and nicotine
Time to load the glocks, but I'm thinkin' not
But I call on my gadgets, with an automatic status, we spray
Little Kray roll on over to the dark spot
'Cuz a muthafucka tried to get me in a jackin' and I did him"
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
It's strange to us, y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin'
Shoots expired, it's wild
Cash rules everything 'round me
Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim
'Cuz me and my dogs love to buck shit
Bless the child, the one that became a man
Notorious thugs
Ain't too many can bang with us
Pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends
(Thugstas)
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Nigga like me fiendin' for them green leaves
(Everybody)
Fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it
"Give me back me money" Thuggin' with me killas
In between the seams, destroy your dreams
(Rock the party, party)
All them hoes, I gotsta like one, our situation is a tight one
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Need us a liter of liquor, but niggas ain't got shit
(Yeah)
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, come on and
Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
Nigga double the crime, smokin' the reefer to ease my mind
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Nigga, you'd should, too
If you knew what this game would do to you
Hart quick to pull it, ain't nothin'
Call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one
But I ain't had no dough. Gotta make some money
Steadily countin' them Benjamins
So much smoke, need oxygen
To the dome with a shot of burb, now me go back to the curb
Y'all get mo' murdered all day, all day
Seven a.m. woke in the morning with
Better run and tell everybody
No dough, so pop a couple of those
All them niggas, I gotsta fight one
'Cuz the scene, we mean mug, Mo Thug
We just sittin' here tryin' to win
"What's happenin'? Grab artillery, niggas start packin'
Try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me
There's another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do
Wanna test a nigga's size and it cost him
Thug-ass niggas that love to bust
Redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, come on and
No aspirations to quit the game
That's the real truth, bitch, breakin' down for lives
We gonna rock the party
For your team and the forty-five indeed will beam
With my instrumelody and heated especially
That's fucked up, now let me get down for the crime
We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, baby, we ain't marchin'
Y'all niggas wanna have a little fun with number 1, bloody red
Got to go purchase a dime, put in the state
Look at all the bullshit I've been through
Biggy-blue's on my ass
Nigga, y'all lost, they get hauled off
Bitch, if you're steppin', we're buckin' them guts
Seems to me that you'll take B
But a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol
'Cuz I gotta get my mask and shells to put
Nigga fuck around with the wrong shit
Fucked a few female stars or two
Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture
Get high, get high, get high
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, come on and
Get high, get high, get high
Gotta buck 'em on down, if they come talkin' like
We gonna rock the party
