Bizzy Bone - Split Personalities lyrics

Yeah, yeah what's up Gambi?
(What's up, lil' nigga?) This that nigga that
I was tellin' you about, man (Who
This nigga here?) yeah (Bring
This nigga to the meeting tonight) It's on
(We are gathered here today among
Soldiers, spiritual guiders
Security enforcers, vocalists yeah)

(We are) Different personalities
Soldiers at ease, at ease
(I don't really want to but I'm
Gonna be ready for the endin') -Bizzy Bone-
So, it's on
You think you're 7th Sign material
Homeboy? Hell yeah it's on hey hey! Hey
Hey!
If you want to call me, a nigga been nice
Ice me up the original hot boys
You're never gonna be like us
(7th Sign) Hear the cop noise
Runnin' from the drug bust
Thuggish Ruggish, dope under the dumb
Bitch your momma wanna creep
Give her a piece of this young dick
She always want to get it
But you was always around
You ready to come, bitch? It's on right now
Got sick to my stomach
I know she in a coffin in the parkin lot
I never covered another nigga's mother
But shit
I'm a man I give a fuck about a fucker
With or without you nigga, pick my gun up
Shut up, dumpin' all over your body
The bullets was jumpin' I'm pumped
As fuck here to surprise, right now
Ain't nobody gettin' in the way
Shoot everyone around
Me in the club and the crowd
Double the crowd got these big niggas
(Bitch) I'm holdin' 'em down, hoodie down
With the gangsta glare
We still St clair, niggas
Up against the killas turn up the music loud
Big business, a nigga make money
Enough motivation
Retaliation Off to the ghetto
My niggas is on another level
Come young generation -Chorus-
-HITLAH capo-Confuscious-
Biography of a thugged out nigga
Too legit to quit
Been hectic since day one, was wanted
As a juvenile for felonious felonys
Hunted by police
Captain in the battlefield runnin'
The streets nutty
Who want some beef? Ain't no pussy's here
Hop off my extremely large dick
You know what it is
Confucius simply ridiculous, have these
Top notch hoes, panties soakin' wet
Horny, askin' me if I want a blowjob
Erotic, flip, psychotic sometimes
Always on the grind, mashin' by ride
Mafia regime clique tight
Join in, act up, won't come out alive
Take precaution, Gambini Mob Boss
Don't cross some sodomized bitch niggas
Let that be a lesson to anybody
Think about testin' Numbero Seven
Long live the faction
Homie, what's set you claim? And
This games very dangerous, question
Is he really ready?