Bb Da Thug Lyrics
[Intro: Bizzy Bone]
To the Lords visionares. Dyin in the struggle (Yea). Rest In Peace, that's my A-K-A nigga. Yall don't feel me.
[Bizzy Bone:]
See, I was born in the womb, beatin' down my Moms' walls
Now, in the 90's you can find em makin' a chronic call
Definitely I needed a blunt, come fill it up with some bud
East Double 99 for life, ain't no of yall fuckin' with us (I know) There I was with the 'Thug, bustin' with the broke-assed gun
Tryna bluff my way
Hey, I pistol whippin' 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 50
50 chance
Bizzy off in your city, ready to dance with these itchy ass hands
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Hey, it's Bizzy on the offramp just 'cause he's thuggin'
Shit, this music got me soft, tramp
Even my cousins' buckin'
But I don't give a fuck, I'm pumpin' 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, that's for my baby, son
What a creation in my life
