Bust guns, uh, uh, yeah Bonnie and Clyde You hear me? 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 what I mean? Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and Clyde y'all)
Gun check [Fox] Let's go over the plan [Fox] I'mma up to the joint slow, then hop out the van [Jay-Z] Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' a knockout Show a thigh, make this nigga's eyes pop out him with the cleavage I want you to make this nigga believe he eat it [Fox] I can let him see or [Jay-Z] Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole [Jay-Z] Ain't gonna stop me and hon from rollin' [Fox] Yeah, we promotin' We come for the coke and [Fox] All the money in the [Jay-Z] Act funny, get [Fox] Nigga, high [Jay-Z] And I none of y'all niggas got plans to die [Fox] We can't goodbyes
[Jay-Z] In history me and this will be like years together, right? [Fox] Damn, seem forever We trade shots [Fox] We blocks And we never fail [Fox] Yeah, but we hot
[1 - J] Now would you die for your [F] Yeah I'd die for my [J] you ride for your nigga? [F] I lie for my nigga [J] you live for your nigga? [F] Do up big for you [J] you bid for your nigga? [F] Shit, you my
[F] Would you for me? [J] robbery [F] you die for me? [J] I high from a tree [F] They ready for us, nigga [J] [F] Sound like Bonnie and to me
I you like a vest do I'm the lady with a 380 special next to you Glock out the stock And it's two guns, two hun', get I tear this whole shit They ain't know the vault, pull bank I banged ya when I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a to this broad My bullets hurt the as y'alls I've taught by the best, extorted the rest Wearin' a shit, crossin' my chest Life on the line, say prayers under my But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my (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 kill 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 Keep cry to a limit Time ma, we got about 5 minutes Before the authorities rush and the in it teller's up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
[Fox] Don't let that be the reason why you're finished
[Jay-Z] Yeah, the sky's the limit we reach B.I.G [Fox] Meet Jesus, to him all the shit we did [Jay-Z] reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk got whiplash [Fox] We got a shitload of it in the stash Long as we keep like this Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' this You my for life I'm your Bonnie this I can see us gettin' rich like nigga
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