Hendrix - Ruggish lyrics

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Hendrix - Ruggish lyrics

(Bone Thugz-N-Harmony) It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Get high Get high Get high Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Get high Get high get high It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Notorious Thug Notorious Thug It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Get high Get high Get high Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Let's ride Get high Get high Get high (Hendrix) Too thuggish for a ruggish bone But still makin' time and reservations to write these songs And no, i'm never home But i'm never left alone I'm prone.. To disrespect And yet I've had neglect And yet, I had rejects And yes, I got heart like Bret And Cupid Clique, be my set And I don't f** wit no threats I'm bound to joke these clowns I'm bound to get around I'm bound to shut it down I'm bound straight out my town Pissy n***as lookin' sh**ty Chicago, that be my city Now tell me, who f**in' wit me Blunt flow Who rollin' wit me Cus I ain't got time to be the only one with broken pity And I ain't got time to worry about you. I got my family Yes sir Shiiitt It's all in God's hands Ya'll all about poppin' bottles, and snappin' banz That's cool and all man But you have to understand Where would you be without no fans? Ayye man look, i'm just sayin' This may be the rap game But straight up though. I ain't playin' So stop playin' in the sand And turn this high tide up And throw your signs up b**hes you know wussup J. Cole flow I can't get enough (We forgive you, for you know not what you do) Play your cards And i'll call your bluff Enough said Not enough done Aiming for success Like bullets poppin' from a gun Oh my God. Son of a gun This sh** is too much fun This sh** has just begun And if this sh** was track Then the game is what I run Hendrix!....