With an automatic-status, we spray, time to load the Glocks Yeah, Little Lay, hey, coming in the form of scriptureĭroppin down lead but I call it my gadgets Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, better run and tell everybody Just Bone and Biggie Biggie, we gonna rock the party Nigga like me fiending for them green leaves Need us a liter of liquor but niggas ain't got shit Gotta buck him on down if he come back talking Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocksīut really we be serving em dummies, see? Put in a state to get done with the crime ![]() They need the most help to pull it in dovesĪnd bitch: if you sticking, we bucking them cause that's fucked up Get em all off: nigga your loss, take it all offīut the Bone not Leatherface, too many are thinking they thugs Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells Nigga roll with Bone up into the Thug spotīut I'm broke as fuck son, gimme that Mossberg swerve We start em off little, we give em a bottleĪnd a pen and a pad to hit the label, kick it Open it! Let's see if we're real, we all suited Contender - never no surrender, no pretend My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddon, shit's expired When it's survival, tongue is a double-edged sword Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine (We forgive you, for you know not what you do) ![]() Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself loving it Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins ![]() We just sitting here trying to win, trying not to sin Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins Thug ass niggas that love to bust it's strange to us Straight up weed - no angel dust, label us "Notorious" Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us
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