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Bizzy Bone - Thug World lyrics
Yeah The world ain’t yours Thug world Better prepare for war Better prepare for war [Chorus] Hey thug world the world ain’t yours Thug world These last days you better prepare for war You better prepare for war [Verse 1] Better prepare Better be ready for whatever Lil’ B still be getting scarredy in theeleventh in the ghetto Down in Columbus off the thuggish ruggishmash on the pedal Throwing up the sevens on these player haters Blast the bessel Furthermore been popping over crude oil off in the ghetto we don’t know nothing about it Cuz half of these brothers can’t be loyal Picture me sipping on Hennessey Remember me Caught up inside the twenty third century Giving the best of me Evidently this is real Putting it on Baby Phil Let’s do this video grime Quick ‘fore I get killed This is a battlefield This how it’s going down And we be twisting they tongue soon as I come around Better watch your back And don’t be scared youngsta This is the gangsta party And who me? Bizzy the thugsta Call me Kamikaze I won’t even speak about illuminati Welcome to Babylon Man (hey) I need to speak to Tommy [Chorus] [Verse 2] Gotta get to drinking Me thinking She finna fin in the car Karlos Shemar Davis, Tupac and Biggie Smalls Eric Wright one of the ‘fore fathers of gangsta shhhhh He one of the ones that got me in Ya’ll know what it is One time for Left-Eye Put your hands up My little daughter Illiya Making me man up Oh Illiya I think I’m falling down the steps By the millions That’s the way I feeling (hey) What about Bone Thugs If you really want to know Gotta keep it moving, keep it going Cuz I ain’t no Ho! Cocked in the streets with them Busting jack-move This game is all about bidness Now let this track prove Slap box with the biggest brother And make the big boy fall for your mother ruckus My foster brother got shot in one of his eyes (pow!) I guess Jehovah ain’t want trackie to die Come on! [Chorus] [Verse 3] How dumb would I be if I started a fight over you just because women didn’t swallow you How dumb would I be if I hit you with bottles and niggas beginning to storm you I been in the shroud in columbus pow But I can smile now Thug World Drunk and I’m buck wild And if you young better enjoy the chow feeling me now I come in the dog hood ready and proud What the world say? Hey ya’ll never bow down Keep on keeping on (he laughs) Pretty boy with the blemish All coke and crown My seventh sign niggas wit’ me I could smoke a pound Gotta get mine cuz I ain’t finished Had the ghetto in me Since elementary I been rapping And staying Bizzy A couple of sissies In the long run Gimme some Let’s make this conversation deep And we ain’t saying nothing Welcome to Babylon We in the universe You know my name dawg They call me Bizzy ya’ll Thug World Ghetto Church [Chorus] |
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