Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (Let's) ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride Get high, get high, get high No-to-rious, thugs Nothing but them thugster thugsters Bone and

Somebody gotta die If I go, you gotta go Let the gunshots blow Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I'm

No, no, no, notorious! No, No, No, Notorious! No, no, no, Notorious! He is, he is (c'mon, what's his name?) We are, we are Yo, check it Call Lil' Cease Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital

Who why'all talkin to man? Check it out, check it out This here goes out To all the niggaz that be fuckin mad bitches In other niggaz cribs Thinkin shit is sweet Nigga creep up on your ass, hahaha Live niggaz respect it, check it

Come on, motherfuckers, come on The motherfucker was amped Nigga was motherfuckin' hyped up The nigga just grabbed a nigga,snuffed a nigga And it was on from there, the motherfucker, was not stopping him homes (What the rest of his niggas do?) Man, them

I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell

I love ma little nasty girl All the ladies if you hear me Grab your titties for B.I.G Gotta love ma little nasty girl U know I love ma little nasty girl All ma women from around the world Spark these bitches interest I go, on and on and on and Don't take

I'm going going, back back, to Cali Cali (Going back to Cali) When the la-la hits ya lyrics just splits ya Head so hard, that your hat can't fit you Either I'm with ya or against ya Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya Talking to the rap

Come and roll with me, I really wanna show you How I run the streets, I really wanna show you How I'm clockin' G's, I really wanna show you Wooo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine Lookin' for this hour glass of time Tryna find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin' Is there any money out there for me? You just listen