(Just) Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Rock the party, party
Yes Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Everybody, everybody

(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high

Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Rock the party, party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody

No-to-rious, Thugs
Nuthin but them thugsters
Nuthin but them thugster thugsters
No-to-rious, Thugs
Nuthin but them thugsters
Nuthin but them thugster thugsters

Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Rock the party, party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody

No-to-rious, Thugs
Nuthin but them thugsters
Nuthin but them thugster thugsters
No-to-rious, Thugs
Nuthin but them thugsters
Nuthin but them thugster thugsters

(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious
Thug ass niggaz that love to bust, it's strange to us
Y'all niggaz be scramblin, gamblin
Up in restaraunts with mandolins, and violins
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins
Nigga you should too, if you knew
What this game'll do to you
Been in this shit since ninety-two
Look at all the bullshit I been through
So-called beef with you know who
Fuck a few female stars or two
Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit
not to be fucked with
Motherfucker better duck quick, cause
Me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit
Grab yo' gat, call yo' click
Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them niggaz I got ta fight one
All them hoes I got ta like one
Our situation is a tight one
Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, nigga die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
Cash Rule Everything Around Me
Shit, lyrically, niggaz can't see me
Fuck it, buy the coke
Cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin it
Doesn't it seem odd to you
Big come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's the killa, me or you?

(We forgive you, for you know not what you do)

Seven A.M. woke in the mornin
With Hen and caffine and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of doze
Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean
Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get
sentimentally sting, wit my
Instrumelody, and heated
especially for your team
And a forty-five indeed will beam
in between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin to die, we'll see
how many flees when I cause the scene
We mean mug, Mo Thugs
Trained to be perfect, disciples
When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin fire
This the real truth, bitch
Breakin out for lies
My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon shit's expired
It's wild, bless the child
The one that became a man
Put in positions off in the Claire
All that I had to do was stare
Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend
Pick up my pen, in my hand
One of my trusted friend friend, hey
Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited
Beg my pardon to Martin
Baby we ain't marchin we shootin
In daily recruitin there's a tough law
Everyday in the ghetto
We start em off little we give em a bottle
and a pen and a pad to hit the label kick it

Nigga roll wit Bone up into the Thug spot
To the dome wit a shot of bird
Never get tossed to the curb
Be feelin that urge to splurge
But I'm broke as fuck son gimme that Mossberg swerve
Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask and shells
to put in this twelve gauge sawed off
Get em all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off
Got a nigga car door
But the Bone not Leatherface, too many are thinkin they Thugs
They need the most help to pull it in doves
And bitch if you stickin we buckin them guzzlers, fucked up
Now let me get done with the grime
Gotta go purchase a dime
Put in a state to get done with the crime
Smokin the reefer to ease my mind
Swig some wine, step on the block with the rocks
But Willie be servin em clemency
Gotta buck him on down if he come back talkin
like gimme back me money
Thuggin with me killers, need us a leader
or liquor but niggaz ain't got shit
Wit a sawed off pump chrome thirty-eight pistol
Now who ready to get bent
Nigga like me feenin for them green leaves
But I ain't had no dough
Gotta make some money so
I'm makin my dummy rocks if I go broke

Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Rock the party, party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody

(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high

Yeah, Little Lay hey comin in the form of scripture
Finna get ya and hit ya wit magic
Droppin down licks betta call on my gadgets
With an automatics status we spray time to load the glocks
But I'm thinkin not
There's another he forced tellin me do what I gotta do
So my otha potnah nigga die tonight
And I'm always runnin from the boys in blue
Biggie booms on my ass now provide the cellular phone
The carphone, what's happenin
Grab artillery niggaz start packin
Cause a motherfucker try to get me in a jacket, and I did him
Hit him right between the eyes, despise the wise
Wanna test a nigga size, that'll cost him
Nigga fuck around wit the wrong shit
Y'all get mo murdered all day all day
We done paved the way and I'm on the run
I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns
Y'all niggaz wanna have a little fun wit number one
One, one, then it red red rum rum rum rum rum rum
But it red red rum rum rum rum rum rum
But it red red rum

Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Rock the party, party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody

(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high

Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
We gonna rock the party
Rock the party, party
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Just Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody

(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high



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Track duration: 06:08

"Notorious Thugs" as written by Steven A./combs Jordan

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  • 0
    General Comment:Yeah, in all honesty, this is probably one of the best rap songs ever made. Maybe the best.
    Flag Ratman_84on December 15, 2011   Link
  • -1
    General Comment:fucking bone thugs are such garbage
    Flagged Zacky7123on January 26, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:Arguably the best rap song ever
    Flag Naddy08on December 30, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:one of the illest raps ever spit on a track

    Biggie displays his greatest in his versatility, being able to adapt to the speed of Bone-Thugs so effortlessly. And doing so while still dropping one the best rhymes
    Flag HBKJameson June 10, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:These lyrics are wrong. These may not be entirely correct, but they're closer. I honestly can't count how many times I've listened to this song.

    For Bizzy:

    It's not "Nigga Dean," it's "make it gleam." Refers to Mr. Clean line.
    It's not "In daily recruitin there's a tough law," it's "And daily recruitin, there's a thug born, everyday in the ghetto." Just clarifying, plus it makes more sense.

    For Krayzie:

    It's not "Thug spot," it's "Dank spot." To get a shot of burb.
    It's not "shot of bird," it's "shot of burb." What the hell does "shot of bird" mean?
    It's not "Up into my bag," it's "Up into my pad." He's gotta get his mask and shells.

    Oh god, Krayzie's part is all screwed up...

    Got a nigga callin though, (sounds like "callin do")
    For the Bone that's Leatherface, ***min and thuggin and cuttin (I can't tell what that word is after Leatherface, sounds like zoomin)
    Lil' mo harder pullin , ain't nothin (saying it's nothin to pull a trigger)
    Bitch if you steppin we buckin them guns, it's fucked up
    Now let me get done with the grime (might be crime)
    Gotta go purchase a dime
    Put in the state, nigga double the crime
    Smokin the reefer to ease my mind
    Swig some wine, step on the block with rocks
    But really me servin them dummies, see (clemency? haha)
    Gotta buck 'em on down if they come back talkin
    like gimme back me money
    Thuggin with me killers, need us a liter
    of liquor but niggaz ain't got shit
    Wit a sawed off chrome thirty-eight pistol (can't have a "pump" pistol)
    Now who ready to get it back
    Nigga like me fiendin for them green leaves
    But I ain't got no dough
    Gotta make some money so
    I'm makin my dummy rocks if I go broke

    For Layzie:

    Yeah, Little Lay hey comin in the form of scripture
    Finna get ya and hit ya wit magic
    Droppin down licks but I call on my gadgets
    With an automatic status we spray time to load the glocks
    But I'm thinkin not
    There's another evil force tellin me to do what I gotta do
    So I up my pipe, a nigga dyin tonight
    And I'm always runnin from the boys in blue
    Biggie booms on my ass, now whip out the cellular phone
    Call Bone, what's happenin?
    Grab artillery, niggaz start packin
    Cause a motherfucker try to get me in a jackin (car or drug), and I did him
    Hit him right between the eyes, spot his whites (whites of his eyes)
    Wanna test a nigga's size and it cost him
    Nigga fuck around wit the wrong shit
    Y'all get mo murdered all day all day
    We can play dat way and I'm on the run
    I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns
    Y'all niggaz wanna have a little fun wit number one
    One, one,
    Bloody red red rum rum rum rum rum rum
    Bloody red red rum rum rum rum rum rum
    Bloody red red rum
    Flag IVIoI3iuSon March 06, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:This song speaks for itself...no interpretation needed.
    Flag sgninaemgnoson February 18, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:"outcome- drugs and crime" to losemoney....
    He's not analyzing the song..more like the inspiration behind it. One would have to be blind to overlook the changes that have taken place in rap music. It started off as a form of expression to empower the African American voice and has since moved into the territory of godless blather. Drugs, women, crime are the major topics breeched. Music defines culture and vice versa. He is merely stating that by listening to the voice of the culture, it seems that things are backsliding.

    It's hard to tell tone on the computer, but this statement is purely analytical and not judgemental in any way. I don't know what tone the original poster intended to convey.

    Never stop questioning.
    Flag angelpawson May 27, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:"outcome—drugs and crime.
    In the song Notorious Thugs, the uneducated masses are revealed to play a destructive role, allowing themselves to be taken advantage of. During the Civil Rights movement of the 1960s, African Americans endeavored to improve their social situation, to galvanize prejudice’s final Gotterdammerung. Bone and Biggy adduce that as the 1990s dawned, black people found themselves atop a maelstrom of momentum and potential—only to be powerless due to infirmity and internecine struggle. Hitherto listening to Notorious Thugs, I was unaware of that the African American movement had achieved so much, only to be stopped before reaching the light at the end of the tunnel. It was Notorious Thugs which opened my eyes to this halt of progression, to the sequacious masses who live oblivious to their own kind’s misdeeds and voice scant opposition to rampant injustice."

    I think you over-analyzed this song a little bit...
    Flag losemoneyon May 06, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:Correction: Greatest opening track of disc two of all time... Fo Sho...
    Flag duds11on September 05, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Comment:::Greatest opening track of a rap album of all time

    it isnt an opening track to the album, its an opening track to disc 2.

    with that said its probably my fave. song from biggie.
    Flag jimnorton13on August 01, 2007   Link

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