Ruggish - Intellectual

(Bone Thugz-N-Harmony)

It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie

Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride

Get high Get high Get high

Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride

Get high Get high get high

It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie

Notorious Thug

It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie

Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride

Get high Get high Get high

Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride

Get high Get high Get high

(Hendrix)

Too thuggish for a ruggish bone

But still makin’ time and reservations to write these songs

And no, i’m never home

But i’m never left alone

I’m prone..

To disrespect

And yet

I’ve had neglect

And yet, I had rejects

And yes, I got heart like Bret

And Cupid Clique, be my set

And I don’t fuck wit no threats

I’m bound to joke these clowns

I’m bound to get around

I’m bound to shut it down

I’m bound straight out my town

Pissy niggas lookin’ shitty

Chicago, that be my city

Now tell me, who fuckin’ wit me

Blunt flow

Who rollin’ wit me

Cus I ain’t got time to be the only one with broken pity

And I ain’t got time to worry about you. I got my family

Yes sir

Shiiitt

It’s all in God’s hands

Ya’ll all about poppin’ bottles, and snappin’ banz

That’s cool and all man

But you have to understand

Where would you be without no fans?

Ayye man look, i’m just sayin’

This may be the rap game

But straight up though. I ain’t playin’

So stop playin’ in the sand

And turn this high tide up

And throw your signs up

Bitches you know wussup

J. Cole flow

I can’t get enough

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

Play your cards

And i’ll call your bluff

Enough said

Not enough done

Aiming for success

Like bullets poppin’ from a gun

Oh my God. Son of a gun

This shit is too much fun

This shit has just begun

And if this shit was track

Then the game is what I run

Hendrix!....