Bust your guns, uh, uh, Bonnie and shit You me? Smell me? (That's right, you know?) I'mma take this one to the top And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape It's real like that, you know what I Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and forever y'all)
Gun check [Fox] Let's go over the plan [Fox] I'mma pull up to the joint slow, hop out the van [Jay-Z] Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' a knockout Show a little thigh, make nigga's eyes pop out him with the cleavage I want you to make this nigga he 'bout eat it I can let him see or feel [Jay-Z] [Fox] Two gun totin', I seen dimes Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin' [Fox] Yeah, we done We come for the coke and [Fox] All the in the spot [Jay-Z] Act funny, get [Fox] Nigga, hands [Jay-Z] And I hope none of y'all got plans to die [Fox] We can't goodbyes
[Jay-Z] In me and this bitch will be like Five together, right? [Fox] Damn, seem forever [Jay-Z] We trade [Fox] We spray And we never fail [Fox] Yeah, but we hot
[1 - J] Now would you die for your [F] I'd die for my nigga [J] Would you ride for your [F] I lie for my nigga [J] Would you live for your [F] Do up big for you [J] Would you bid for your [F] Shit, you my
[F] Would you for me? [J] Rapper [F] you die for me? [J] I hang high a tree [F] They ain't for us, nigga [J] [F] Sound like and Clyde to me
I protect you like a do I'm the lady with a 380 special next to you Glock poppin' out the And it's two guns, two hun', get I this whole shit down ain't know the vault, pull bank jobs I banged ya when I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a thing to broad My bullets hurt the same as I've been taught by the best, extorted the Wearin' a shit, crossin' my chest on the line, say prayers under my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right to my left (Right)
Over baby, you baby Big gun right over left shoulder baby Same nigga that you how to hold that 80 From day one we old and crazy Let's the world
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Ran up at The bank robbers in our routine is like St. swimmin' hit the floor, guys and women Kids rush for the your cry to a limit Time check ma, we got about 5 the authorities rush and the FBI's in it That up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished
[Jay-Z] Yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we B.I.G [Fox] Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk Almost got [Fox] We got a of cash Throws it in the Long as we keep shitin' this Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with You my Clyde for I'm your Bonnie like I can see us gettin' rich like this
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