Текст Bizzy Bone – BB Da Thug
Текст:
Intro: Bizzy Bone
To the Lord’s visionares, mm-mm-mm
Dyin in the struggle (yeah)
Rest In Peace, that’s my A.K.A. nigga
Bizzy Bone
See I was born in the womb, beatin down my mom’s walls
Now in the 90’s you can find ’em makin a chronic call
Definitely I need a blunt, come fill it up with some bud
East double 99 for life, ain’t none of y’all fuckin with us
There I was with the Thugs, bustin and pullin out broke-ass guns
Tryna bluff my way, hey, I pistol-whip on shit
I’m still number one — runnin the click
and fuckin wit a, pump it on up in let the Regime get dumb
Buckin wit a 55 chance, Bizzy off in your city
Ready to dance with these itchy-ass, hands
And Bizzy on the off-ramp just cause I’m thuggin
Shit this music got me soft, tramps seein my cousins buggin
But I don’t give a fuck, I’m puffin onions, the ounces and Bizzy smile
I made it and you hate it, that’s the way the ball bounce
I keep my gun and make the money and that’s for my baby son
What a creation in my life, I think he’s a thug
And there I was, fuckin with the Thuggsta Lay’
with Flesh workin feedin the family in the C-L-E-V-E-L-A
Better believe indeed, I got somethin up under my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, when it gets thoughtless grow some weed
It’s deja vu whenever I’m with you
I could smoke on forever, ain’t it true that I do?
I can feel it inside, I can’t explain how I feel
Remember when my neighbor Linda let a nigga eat a meal
In the ‘Land on my hustle tryin to piece on out the puzzle
Nobody knows when we’ll die, it still maintain through the rough
I be the first to give my life, my life — BB da thug
