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The Bone Brothers
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Double Glocc Glocc
[Intro:Bizzy] Ha ha (get off of me!) Yeah, worldwide, worldwide (Get this shit off me! Layzie and Bizzy Bone) Lil' Layzie, get these motherfuckers off me nigga! (Hit that shit, buck buck buck!) Yeah, c'mon young
[Chorus: Bizzy Bone] I say we pistol packin, whistlin mackin, sittin with my ooh-wop-wop That double Glock-Glock, artillery shop Yo here we go, and low creepin out the do', blow Rolled out of my system, emotions they comin to and fro
[Bizzy Bone:] Slow flow, speed it up, when they run up we come bustin back Black boots, silently righteous, better get your mouth smacked Beef like Outback, count the Roman symbol baby Crack drink, fuck that, you know I'm a nomad Out of the thumb with the thought of a thimble, Jesus we all The luxuries of God in the midst of when he façades These broads on the good dance, stunt then, front then Bumpin this music, interview, you see me comin Duckin the consequences, drama fences, got my pension Workin, for the grand prize riders, tension extension extension Roll with the Enterprise, energize, see the eyes Quiet on the set, take flight, Mecca you blessed, right? Until the sun come shinin, brighten up the light Let's get wreckless, recollect, then I'll bet We'll be cleaner then a three-piece, baby I need a queen but I'm a slave Answer to Lil' B.B. brain, 3-D on the main vein
[Chorus x2: w/ minor variations]
[Layzie Bone:] I'm livin the story, of a young O.G., O.G. Had to grow up quick in these streets Some of y'all thought y'all was slicker than me Chill as can be, I got on my mission I stacked up my bread, y'all niggaz just listen I'm a show you how a real G roll, keep your mind from trippin Used to be blinded slippin, takin rippings, somehow I done made the distance Even right now I feel resilience, always comin with somethin brilliant Passed the millions, I'm after billions, after that I'll be chasin trillions Wheelin and dealin, ohh what a feelin Buildin thangs to raise the youth, carryin thangs that'll raise the roof Cut you every which way but loose, disappear nigga, poof! See the truth is, since Ruthless, niggaz been on some new shit Y'all wonderin how we do this, still leavin y'all niggaz clueless You foolish, now recognize a young lil' nigga with a 'Enterprise' I don't sympathize, don't be surprised when I crack you between yo' eyes Size don't mean shit, 'less you talkin about my genitals Men know, women know, there you go so here we go!
[Chorus x2: w/ minor variations]
[Bizzy Bone:] Carry the guns like Little Capo-Confuscious deep in a duffle bag Sleepin on the side of the building of Gambini's broad's pad Du-rag, Southfield, potato on the barrel The ghetto silence is surrounded with violence, clip the apparel (shhhhh) Rhythm and ghetto Danny and Darryl, strikin up the lightning Just to heighten the awareness when I'm a titan with Mike Tyson Need beef go bison, need [?]go [?] Like Eminem go thrice and, cold killa you ice 'em (yo)
[Layzie Bone:] Tec-9's, 380's baby, Lil' Layzie gon' keep it gravy Mossberg to the 12-guage pump, I dump dump, shady baby Bust shots out the droptop of the Bentley or Mercedes (hey) Niggaz smile and they wave at me, at the same time try to play me So it's two vans with eight niggaz, sixteen hands and sixteen triggers Like FedEx, we will deliver, don't want war, be cool lil' nigga I figure y'all plottin, y'all want what I got I'm pistol packin, whistlin actin with my ooh-wop-wop (wop-wop)
[Chorus x2: w/ minor variations]
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