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 get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape It's like that, you know what I mean? Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and forever y'all)
[Jay-Z] Gun Check [Jay-Z] Let's go over the [Fox] pull up to the joint slow, then hop out the van [Jay-Z] Nah don't hop out, out lookin' like a knockout Show a little thigh, make nigga's eyes pop out him with the cleavage I want you to make this believe he 'bout eat it [Fox] I can let him see or Exactly [Fox] Two gun totin', I seen stole [Jay-Z] Ain't gonna stop me and hon from rollin' [Fox] Yeah, we promotin' [Jay-Z] We come for the and [Fox] All the money in the [Jay-Z] Act funny, get [Fox] Nigga, high And I hope none of y'all niggas got plans to die [Fox] We stand goodbyes
[Jay-Z] In history me and this bitch be like Five together, right? [Fox] Damn, like forever We trade shots [Fox] We blocks [Jay-Z] And we fail [Fox] Yeah, but we hot
[1 - J] Now you die for your nigga? [F] I'd die for my nigga [J] Would you ride for your [F] I lie for my nigga [J] you live for your nigga? [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 from a tree [F] ain't ready 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 right to you poppin' out the stock And two guns, two hun', get down I tear this whole down They know the vault, pull bank jobs I banged ya squaw I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a to this broad My bullets hurt the as y'alls I've been taught by the best, the rest Wearin' a shit, crossin' my chest Life on the line, say under my breath But I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my left (Right)
Over baby, told you Big gun right over left shoulder baby Same nigga taught you how to hold that 80 day one 'til we old and crazy Let's the world
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Ran up at The bank robbers in our routine is like St. Bernards hit the floor, guys and women Kids rush for the your cry to a limit Time check ma, we got about 5 Before the authorities rush and the in it That up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
[Fox] Don't let that button be the why you're finished
[Jay-Z] Yeah, the sky's the 'til we reach B.I.G Meet Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did [Jay-Z] Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head got whiplash [Fox] We got a shitload of Throws it in the Long as we shitin' like this Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with You my Clyde for I'm your Bonnie this I can see us gettin' rich this nigga
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