Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BB da Thug, artist - Bizzy Bone.
Date of issue: 13.07.2015
Song language: English
BB da Thug |
To the Lord’s visionares, mm-mm-mm |
Dyin in the struggle (yeah) |
Rest In Peace, that’s my A.K.A. |
nigga |
Y’all don’t feel me |
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 |
Learn to fight off my back, on my own did he struggle |
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 |