This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
And Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Notorious thugs
Nothing but them thugsters
Nothing but them thugster thugsters
Notorious thugs
Nothing but them thugsters
Nothing but them thugster thugsters
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (notorious thugs)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugster thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (notorious thugs)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
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, tryin' 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 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
Motherfucker better duck quick
'Cause me and my dawgs love to buck shit
Fuck 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 weed, I gots to light one
All them niggas I got to fight one
All them hoes I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
What you gon' do? Fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and B.I.G., nigga die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
"Cash rule everything around me"
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me
Fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's the killa, me or you?
(We forgive you, for you know not what you do)
Seven A.M., woke in the mornin'
With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of those
Lil' RIPsta, nigga Mista Clean
Make it gleam, deep in my temple and not to get
Sentimentally steamed, wit' my
Instrumelody and heated especially for your team
And a .45 indeed will beam
In between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin' to die? We'll see
How many flee when I cause the scene?
We mean mug, Mo Thugs
Trained to be perfect disciples
When it's survival, tongue is a double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin' fire
This the real truth, bitch, breakin' out for lies
My Messiahs better get ready for Armageddon, shit's expired
It's wild, bless the child, the one that became a man
Put in positions off in the Clair
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 the last seal for real, we all suited
Beg my pardon to Martin
Baby, we ain't marchin', we shootin'
In daily recruitin', there's a thug born every day in the ghetto
We start 'em off little and give them a bottle
And a pen and a pad to hit the label, kick it, nigga
Nigga roll with 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 fuck, Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve
Up into my bag 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells
To put in this 12 gauge sawed-off
Get 'em hauled off, nigga y'all loss
Take it all off, got a nigga car door
For the pump now Leatherface, Sin runnin' thuggin' and cuttin'
Little Mo Hart want to pull it ain't nothin'
Bitch, if you steppin' we buckin' them guns that's fucked up
Now let me get down for the grind
Gotta go purchase a dime
Put in a state to get down for the crime
Smokin' the reefer to ease my mind
Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks
But really be servin' them dummies, see?
Gotta buck him on down if he come back talkin' like
"Give me back me money"
Thuggin' with me killers
Need us a litre of liquor but niggas ain't got shit
But a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get bent?
Nigga like me fiendin' 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
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Yeah, Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture
Finna get you and hit you with magic
Droppin' down lead but I call it 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
Biggie, blue's on my ass
Now I pull out the cellular phone to call Bone, "What's happenin'?"
Grab artillery, a nigga start packin'
'Cause a motherfucker tried to get me in a jackin'
And I did him, hit him right between the eyes, the spot was wise
Wanna test a nigga size and it cost him
Nigga fuck around with 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 with number one, one?
Bloody red, red, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum
Bloody red, red, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum
Bloody red, red, rum
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Notorious thugs
Nothing but them thugsters
Nothing but them thugster thugsters
Notorious thugs
Nothing but them thugsters
Nothing but them thugster thugsters
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (notorious thugs)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugster thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (notorious thugs)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (nothing but them thugsters)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
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, tryin' 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 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
Motherfucker better duck quick
'Cause me and my dawgs love to buck shit
Fuck 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 weed, I gots to light one
All them niggas I got to fight one
All them hoes I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
What you gon' do? Fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and B.I.G., nigga die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
"Cash rule everything around me"
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me
Fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's the killa, me or you?
(We forgive you, for you know not what you do)
Seven A.M., woke in the mornin'
With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of those
Lil' RIPsta, nigga Mista Clean
Make it gleam, deep in my temple and not to get
Sentimentally steamed, wit' my
Instrumelody and heated especially for your team
And a .45 indeed will beam
In between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin' to die? We'll see
How many flee when I cause the scene?
We mean mug, Mo Thugs
Trained to be perfect disciples
When it's survival, tongue is a double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin' fire
This the real truth, bitch, breakin' out for lies
My Messiahs better get ready for Armageddon, shit's expired
It's wild, bless the child, the one that became a man
Put in positions off in the Clair
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 the last seal for real, we all suited
Beg my pardon to Martin
Baby, we ain't marchin', we shootin'
In daily recruitin', there's a thug born every day in the ghetto
We start 'em off little and give them a bottle
And a pen and a pad to hit the label, kick it, nigga
Nigga roll with 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 fuck, Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve
Up into my bag 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells
To put in this 12 gauge sawed-off
Get 'em hauled off, nigga y'all loss
Take it all off, got a nigga car door
For the pump now Leatherface, Sin runnin' thuggin' and cuttin'
Little Mo Hart want to pull it ain't nothin'
Bitch, if you steppin' we buckin' them guns that's fucked up
Now let me get down for the grind
Gotta go purchase a dime
Put in a state to get down for the crime
Smokin' the reefer to ease my mind
Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks
But really be servin' them dummies, see?
Gotta buck him on down if he come back talkin' like
"Give me back me money"
Thuggin' with me killers
Need us a litre of liquor but niggas ain't got shit
But a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get bent?
Nigga like me fiendin' 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
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Yeah, Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture
Finna get you and hit you with magic
Droppin' down lead but I call it 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
Biggie, blue's on my ass
Now I pull out the cellular phone to call Bone, "What's happenin'?"
Grab artillery, a nigga start packin'
'Cause a motherfucker tried to get me in a jackin'
And I did him, hit him right between the eyes, the spot was wise
Wanna test a nigga size and it cost him
Nigga fuck around with 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 with number one, one?
Bloody red, red, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum
Bloody red, red, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum
Bloody red, red, rum
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (we gon' rock the party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (rock the party, party)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (better run and tell everybody)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
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Notorious Thugs Lyrics as written by Bryon Mccane Anthony Henderson
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Great version of a great song,
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I LOVE THIS SONG - thats all that needs to be said