[Intro 1]
 (Just) Bone and Biggie Biggie			We gonna rock the party
 Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 3X)		Rock the party, party
 Yes Bone and Biggie Biggie			Betta run and tell everybody
 Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 3X)		Everybody, everybody

 [Intro 2]

 (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

 [Intro 3]

 Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 4X)		We gonna rock the party
 						Rock the party, party
 Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 4X)		Betta run and tell everybody
 						Everybody, everybody

 [Intro 4]

 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

 Chorus: Intro 3 and Intro 4 overlapped, Intro 2

 [Biggie]
 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
 Then I bluelight niggaz knew like Mike's 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 protect 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 thee
 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, blow the bitch
 Before you call yourself lovin it
 Nigga you with a Benz fuckin it
 Doesn't it seem odd to you
 Big come through with moms and crews
 Goodfellas to to the Mo Thugs dudes
 Who's the killa, me or you?

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

 [Bizzy]
 Seven A.M. woke in the mornin
 With Henny got bean 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 six-six-five
 It's wild, bless the child
 The one that became a man
 Put in positions over the pay
 All that I had to do was stare
 Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend
 Pick up my pen, and my hemp
 One of my trusted friend friend, hey
 Open it let's see if we're real, we al suited
 Beg my pardon to Martin
 Baby we ain't marchin we shootin
 And daily recruitin there's a front row
 Everyday in the ghetto
 We start em off little we give em a bottle
 and a pen and a pad to hit the lead now kick it

 [Krayzie]
 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

 Chorus: Intro 3, Intro 2

 [Layzie]
 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

 Chorus: Intro 3, Intro 2, Intro 3, Intro 2