-Bizzy Bone-Intro-
Yea, better get your dolla dolla, better get your paper mayne, don't try to hustle me I ain't no dummy mayne (BizzyBoneMusic.com uh) Better get your dollar dollar (Let's get this money) better get your paper mayne.
-Bizzy Bone-(Hollis Jae)-Chorus-
Don't try to hustle me (Gonna get you fired up), don't try to hustle me, don't try to hustle me, don't try to hustle me (Don't try to hustle me)/ Better get your dolla dolla (Better get your dolla), better get your paper mayne (Better get your paper) (Don't try to hustle me), don't try to hustle me, I ain't not dummy mayne (I ain't no dummy man)...
-Bizzy Bone-
My inspiration enlightens this vision smokin this purple, this sticky ickys the medicine and it did no commercials/ The cyclical nature of niggas guided me by this oracle, documented/ Find it planted on Bryan/ Bryan, historical like morbidale, suspended in space rappin in circles/ We ain't many but we are crazy as fuck, up close and personal/ Premonition's on the glorious, later we'll be victorious/ So many different choices, these sneaky niggas is poisonous/ Damn I need to kill the noises/ Heaven's gonna Rolls Royces, wit the posse its just so vociferous, noises only the poisonous/ Hollywood couples swangin, and the people you won't believe got women that are weedin women and Adam's sleepin with Steve/ It's complicated to me, if it's complicated to see, and it's complicated to love, than it's complicated to be, and if it's complicated to thee, if they confiscated the key/ When the Coco down in Columbia, only cost you a G, cocksucker
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Out of the 7th consective conservative regime/ Well the Panthers never had the knowledge they needed to fully achieve, the prophet he's givin instructions for armageddon, cause its comin/ The 7th Sign is all beside me we runnin, to the war drummin/ Did you know the year is comin? Was fully committed without a reason they want me to preach the love what you crazy? It's killin season/ I'm bleedin, all over the speaker, my spirit is gettin much stronger/ Look the enemy is gettin much weaker (From the spew of that mind of) Bizzy the Kid, that's the Monica/ Revelations and horses, Double XL and the Sources/ Battling the darker forces, niggas assassinated my leader and (Little Capo, he need a killa) Little Capo, he need a killa, only from heaven/ Seven automatic weapons, man
-Chorus-
