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bizzy bone - be careful pt. ii lyrics

-bizzy bone-(big b)-intro-
you better be careful what you be (be careful, ooh)/ you better be careful where you go (ooh)/ be careful what you do (careful what you do), f-ck it/ you better be careful what you see (be careful, what you see)
-bizzy bone-{big b}-chorus-
keep my nine millimeter c’mon, artillery got your…you gone, they know thats how…./ and keep my nine millimeter c’mon, artillery got your…you gone, they know thats how….(you better be careful/ you better be careful where you go/ you better be careful what you do/ you better be careful what you see){no…}
-bizzy bone-
and none of that mimi rappin, i already got self motivation/ thug devotion, and dedication through every radio station/ they know me all up at the crossroads/ pump me, can’t n-body stop me and when we bringin the message, load up the crossbow/ i see these n-gg-s like the (?) just another lost soul/ respect the boss though, (b-tch) don’t need an encore?/ been elevatin my fist/ smoke comin all up under my wrist/ i know that you know i would f-ck you up, cause deez is nuts/ i ain’t got no love for the b-tch, they prolly cross me just to f-ck/ if i can get my struggle on, than n-gg- you could get your hustle on/ what, did i stu-stu-studder? you makin jokes, but you broke tough/ money money, either with or without you motherf-cker/ all day, yall know, hey/ if not my resume, see, and i changed the world/ if not we rearranged hip-hop, n-gg-/ neva neva neva eva forget if it’s all about bone thug mo thug, seven seven, thats my sh-t/ n-gg- lets get it, little b hit it/ you know me, biotch biotch
-chorus-
-prince rasu-
be careful as f-ck, baby, take precaution fo’ sho’/ they say that n-gg- gotti quiet , better fire off a calico/ b-st-rd, i’m a animal/ my guradians was avenues/ my lord be my shepherd, but my swarms for collatoral/ who can i trust? where can i turn? when will it all end? i’m suited up in timberland boots, regime marchin’ god d-mnit i’m a grown man, its time to take my own stand/ f-ck the federations, my heart is racin’ like grown mens/ pumpin the anger built up from years of stress, killers and haters surround me daily, no fears of death/ i hear the breaths of angels and demons fightin’ over my soul/ lord, just give me the path through this bloodbath and it’s on, lord/ roll all haters, out my zone when it’s goin’ down/ ride with the 7th sign/ violate, we gone clown/ four pounds be safe in the streets of the showdown/ love to gambino, you the chief, dog/ this is your town
-bizzy bone-(big b)-outro-
nine millimeter, c’mon/ artillery, your gone (your so crazy…)/ nine millimeter, c’mon

- bizzy bone lyrics

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