Friday, September 22, 2006

Biggie

So I have had this supersick lyric in my head for days

Armed and dangerous, aint to many that can bang wit us, straight up weed, no angel dust, label us notorious that love to bust. It's strange to us, ya'll n's be scramblin, gamblin in resturants with mandalins and violins. We just still in here tryin to win, try not to sin, high of of weed and lots of gin. So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin those Benjamins. You should too, if you knew what this game can do to you, been in this shiz since 92. Look at all the bull-ish we've been through

the new remix is hot and it took me a hot minute to get it all memorized, you like how I kept it clean!

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