Lyrics Notorious Thugs - 2014 Remaster - The Notorious B.I.G.

Hey Biggie, Biggie! (Keep on ridin'!)
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie!
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride!
Get high, get high, get high! Armed and dangerous! - Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel dust! - Label us, Notorious!
Thug-ass niggas dat 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 tryna 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 knew, what this game'll do to you
Been in this shit since '92! - Look at all the bullshit I been thru!
Sure caught beef with you-know-who
Fuck a few female stars or two!
Then a bluelight niggas knew like Mike-shiiit
Not to be fuck with'.
Muthafucka 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 niggas I gotta fight one
All them hoes I gotta like one!
Our situation is a tight one!
What u wanna do? - Fight or run?
Seems to me dat you'll take B,
Bone and Big nigga die slowly
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me,
Cash rule everything around me.
Shiiit! - Lyrically - niggas can't see me! - Fuck it!
Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it,
Blow the bitch before you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it.
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
Big comes thru with' mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to da Mo' Thug dudes,
Who's da killa? - Me or you? (me or you?)
We forgive you... for you know not what you do! Seven A.M. woke in da mornin' with' Henn and caffiene 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
With' my - instrumelody! - And heated especially ball your team,
And a.45; indeed will beam now between da scenes destroy your dreams,
You willin' to die we'll see - how many faces when I cause the scene, we mean
Mug, Mo' Thugs tryna be perfect - disciples,
When it's survival told by the double edged sword triple,
Six rivals spittin' fire this da real truth - bitch! Breakin' down for lies
My Messiah steady get ready for Armageddon shoot 6-5!
It's wild; bless da child! - The one dat became a man
Put in positions out and we perve! - All that I had to do was stare!
Test - me now! - Contend never no surrender no pretend
Pick up my pen! - And my hemp! - All in my trust a friend, friend.
Hey! - Open and let's see if ya' real! - We all suited dig
'Bout 4 in da mornin', maybe we ain't marchin' we shootin';
And then they recruitin' theirs they forgot! - Everyday in da ghetto,
We start em' off endin with hit em' up out with a pen and pad hit me led now kick it!
Nigga roll with' Bone up into da dayz of ours
To the dome with a shot or burn, never do toss on da curb
Me feelin' da urge to sperve,
When I'm broke as fucks and givin dat Mossburg, swerve.
Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells
To put in this 12" Guage sawed off, get em' all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off,
Got a nigga caught doe! - For the Bone and Leatherface seemin' to thug in da cut
To let da mo' how many pullin ain't nothin' bitch if ya stick em' we buckin' em guns,
That's fucked up! - Now lemme get down with da crime, gotta go purchase a dime
Put in a state to get down for da crime, smokin' tha reefa to ease my mind; swig some wine!
Step on da block when da rocks what will l be servin' them dummies see
Gotta buck em' on down if he come back talkin' like gimme back my money.
Thuggin' with' me killaz, need us a leader or lick up when niggas ain't got shit
With a sawed off pump chrome.38 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 makin' my dummy rocks if I go broke.
Lil' Lay' hey comin' in a form of scripture. - Finna get ya and hit magic
Droppin' down lick but l call on my gadgets - with a automatic status we spray time
To load da Glocks
But l'm thinkin not!
There's another he forced tellin me do what l gotta do,
So I up my pipe a nigga die tonight - and I'm alwayz waitin for da boys in blue.
Biggie boots on my ass now go'n right the cellular phone and call Bone what's happenin'
Grab a ten of real niggas start packin', cause a muthafucka try to get me in a jackin'
And I did 'em! - Hit 'em right between the eyes da spot was wise
Wanna test a nigga's size
And it cost 'em nigga fuck around with da wrong shit y'all
Get mo' murdered all day, all day.
We done paved da way and l'm on da run
I'm a call my boys and bring all da guns
Y'all niggas wanna have a lil' fun' with number one,
One, in a red, red rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum,
With' a red, red rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum!
With' a red, red rum!