Bizzy Bone - BB Da Thug lyrics

To the Lord's visionares, mm-mm-mm
Dyin in the struggle (yeah)
Rest In Peace, that's my AKA 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