NOTORIOUS BIG featuring Bone thugs-n-harmony

Bizzy:
Bone and Biggie, Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Krayzie:
We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]
Better run and tell everybody [everybody, everybody]
Alternating with Layzie:
Ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Come on and
Bizzy:
Get high, get high, get high
This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on
[Simulated clapping]
Krayzie:
Notorious thugs
Layzie:
Nothin' but them thugstas Nothin' but them thugstas [thugstas]

Notorius BIG:
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,
Y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin'
up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
We just sittin' here tryin' to win,
Try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them Benjamins
Nigga, you'd should, too,
If you knew what this game would do to you
Been in this shit since ninety-two
Look at all the bullshit I've been through:
So-called beef with you-know-who,
Fucked a few female stars or two
Then a blue light,
Niggas move like Mike,
Shit,
Not to be fucked with
Muthafucka, better duck quick,
'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim, no aspirations to quit the game
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one All them niggas, I gotsta fight one All them hoes, I gotsta like one
Our situation is a tight one
What you wanna do: fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B,
Bone and BIG, nigga, die slowly
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me,
cash rules everything 'round me
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me
Fuck it Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin' in it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
BIG come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew
Who's the killa: me or you?

Puff Daddy:
We forgive you, for you know not what you do

Bizzy:
Seven AM woke in the morning, with Henney, caffiene and green and nicotine
No dough, so I pop a couple'a foes Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr Clean make it
Gleam, deep in my temple, and I gotta get sentimentally steamed with my
Instrumelody and heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will
Beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams You willing to die? We'll see
How many flee when I 'cause the scene We mean mug, Mo Thug, trained to be
Perfect disciples when it's survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple
Six rivals spittin' fire, that's the real truth, bitch, breakin' down for
Lives, my Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's wild
Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them positions' already there,
All that I had to do was stare Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no
Pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends Hey, open
And let 'em see if we're real We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, baby, we
Ain't marchi
N', we shootin', and daily recrutin' There's a thug born everyday in the
Ghetto We start 'em off little, we give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad They
Hit the label, kick it

Krayzie:
Little Kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a shot of burb, now
Me go back to the curb Me feelin' that urge to splurge, but I'm broke as fuck
"Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve" Off into my pad, 'cause I gotta get my mask
And shells to put in this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get 'em mauled off, nigga,
Y'all lost They get hauled off Got a nigga callin', though, for the pump, now
Leatherface, Sin runnin', thuggin' and cuttin', Lil' Mo! Hart quick to pull it,
Ain't nothin' Bitch, if you're steppin', we're buckin' them guts That's
Fucked up Now let me get down for the crime Got to go purchase a dime, put in
The state, nigga double the crime, smokin' the reefer to ease my mind Swig
Some wine, step on the block with the rocks, but really me servin' 'em dummies,
See Gotta buck 'em on down, if they come talkin' like, "Give me back me
Money" Thuggin' with me killas, need us a liter of liquor, but niggas ain't
Got shit, but a sawed-off pump, chrome 38 pistol, now who ready to get back
? Nigga like me fiendin' for them green leaves, but I ain't had no dough Gotta
Make some money, so I makin' my dummy rocks, if I go broke

It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Krayzie:
We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]
Better run and tell everybody [everybody]
Alternating with Layzie:
Ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Come on and
Bizzy:
Get high, get high, get high

Layzie:
[Yeah] Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture, fin to get ya and hit
Ya with magic, drivin' out late, but I call on my gadgets With an automatic
Status, we spray Time to load the glocks, but I'm thinkin' not, there's
Another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do, so I up my pipe, a nigga
Dyin' tonight, and I'm always runnin' from the boys in blue, biggy-blue's on my
Ass Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone, "What's happenin'? Gra
Artillery Niggas start packin', 'cause a muthafucka tried to get me in a
Jackin', and I did him" Hit 'em right between the eyes The spot was wise
Wanna test a nigga's size, and it cost him Nigga fuck around with the wrong
Shit, y'all get mo mudered all day, all day We can play that way, and I'm on
The run I'm a call my boys, and bring all the guns Y'all niggas wanna have a
Little fun with #1, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red,
Redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum

Bizzy:
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie
Krayzie:
We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party]
Better run and tell everybody [everybody]
Alternating with Layzie:
Ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Come on and
Bizzy:
Get high, get high, get high