Bb Da Thug Lyrics - Speaking In Tongues - Bizzy Bone

[Intro: Bizzy Bone] 

To the Lord's visionares, mm-mm-mm 

Dyin in the struggle (yeah) 

Rest In Peace, that's my A.K.A. nigga 

Y'all don't feel me 

[Bizzy Bone] 

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