The Notorious B.I.G. - Notorious Thugs (feat. Bone Thugs-n-Harmony)

[Produced by Stevie J and Sean "Puffy"]
(Notorious)
(Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone)
Yeah… Bad Boy…
(Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone)
B.I.G., Bone Thugs…
Yo, you know how we do…
Nineteen ninety-sev…
Let’s do it…

[The Notorious B.I.G.]
Armed and dangerous, ain’t too many can bang with us
Straight up menace, empty the clip, game is finished
Been in it for a minute, now I’m takin’ the crown for the winner
Touch my cheddar, feel the Beretta, chill
I make a mill’, y’all cats is still in the projects
I’m in the marble-floored apartment, carpet
Look what you started, asked for it, I deliver it
Naked, I’m takin’ you to your maker
I’m shakin’ you, you and your foul-ass partners
Puffin’ the la, in a blue S-Type with the chartreuse
Not a soul alive can stop me when I’m on a roll
Even the cops be on my payroll, so what the fuck they gon’ do
But watch a nikka get his paper, two-million-and-two
My favorite record was “The Show,” but now it’s “Ready to Die”
Ready to ride, for my nikka with the sleepy eyes
So what you wanna do? Wanna get it on, nikka?
’Til the clip is gone, nikka? Hit you in your dome, nikka!

[Hook]
It’s the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
(Notorious, notorious)
It’s the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
(Thug, thug, thug, thug)
It’s the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
(Notorious, notorious)
It’s the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
(Thug, thug, thug, thug)

[Bizzy Bone]
Must be a G to G, you best believe it. I’m a soldier, at ease, release, and squeeze. Tell me, what do you see? Now, is it me? The B-I-Z, to the… I say the rest of my thugs is crazy, and they ain’t with that fakin’. It’s all on my love of the lust and the trust and the bust in the guts of the nikkas that rush us. Get with the St. Clair toughies. Nikkas that’s see-through be through. When I’m steppin’, better get to a safe place. I get with the get-down, better lay your face down. If I get with the buckin’, you’re fucked, so duck down. And I’m gonna get you, get you, for sure, I’ll hit you. Split you, your soul, your tissue, oh, but what about the issue? My pistols, my missiles, and all my nikkas is with you. I’m willin’ and ready to rumble, my nikka, I’m ready to die. And I hope my nikkas in the pen and the wind hear me now. Let’s ride, let’s ride, and get high, so high.

[Hook:]

[Krayzie Bone]
I’m standin’ on the corner, straight slangin’ rocks
Aw, shit! Here come the muthafuckin’ cops!
So I dash, I duck, and I hide behind a tree
Makin’ sure the coast is clear, so they don’t see me
Jumped in the hooptie, two nikkas in the front
One in the back, where we at? To the hideout!
So I can get my gauge and my sawed-off shotgun
Got a few extra rounds, and I’m ready to get down
I’m pullin’ the trigger, the bullets are releasin’
A nikka on the ground, now he deceased
I’m a cold-blooded nikka, I have no remorse
Kill ‘em, ‘cause it’s all about the money, of course
Gotta get my hustle on, Bone on the rise
Look a nikka in his eyes, I can see he surprise
Gotta get my creep on, ain’t no time for sleep
I’m in too deep, so I gotta play for keeps

[Hook]

Gangsta Rap/Hardcore Hip Hop. Dark, menacing, and triumphant mood. Fast, rapid-fire, melodic rapping flow. Hard-hitting beat, sampled keyboard melody, drums, bassline,