| Lyrics: | Armed and dangerous, aint too many can bang with us,
straight up weed no angel dust, label us
notorious
thug ass niggas that love to bust, you strange to us
yall niggas be scramblin,
gamblin, up in restaurants with
mandolins, and violins, we just sittin here tryin to
win
tryin not to sin, high of weed and lotsa gin, so much smoke
need oxygen, steadily
countin them benjamins, nigga you'd
shoot too, if you knew, what this game would do to
you
been in this shit since 92, look at all the bullshit i been through
choke on beef with
you know who, fuck a few female stars or two
then a blue light, nigga move like Mike, shit, not
to be fucked with
motherfucker better duck quick, cuz me and my dog's love to buck
shit,
fuck deluxe shit strictly aim, no aspirations to quick the game
spit your game, talk your shit,
grab yo gat call your click, squeeze
your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light
one, all them
niggas i got to fight one, all them hoes i got to like one, our situation
is a
tight one, what you gonna do? fight or run. Seems to me that
youll take B, bone and big, nigga
die slowly, imma tell you like
a nigga told m, cash rule everything around me, shit
lyrically,
niggas can't see me, fuck it, buy the coke, cook the coke cut it,
know the bitch
before you call yourself lovin it nigga with a benz
fuckin it doesn't it seem odd to you, bitch
come through with marls
and brews, good fellas down to them mo thugz dudes, who's
the
killer? me or you? |
