[Intro]
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Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah
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Bonnie and Clyde shit
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You hear me? Smell me?
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(That's right, you know?)
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I'mma take this one straight to the top
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And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape
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It's real like that, you know what I mean?
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Follow, yo, yo, yo
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(Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all)
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[Jay-Z] Gun check
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[Fox] Check
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[Jay-Z] Let's go over the plan
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[Fox] I'mma pull up to the joint slow, then hop out the van
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[Jay-Z]Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' like a knockout
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Show a little thigh, make this nigga's eyes pop out
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Sieze him with the cleavage
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I want you to make this nigga believe he 'bout eat it
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[Fox]I can let him see or feel
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[Jay-Z]Exactly
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[Fox]Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole
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[Jay-Z]Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
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[Fox]Yeah, we done promotin'
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[Jay-Z]We come for the coke and
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[Fox]All the money in the spot
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[Jay-Z]Act funny, get shot
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[Fox]Nigga, hands high
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[Jay-Z]And I hope none of y'all niggas got plans to die
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[Fox]We can't stand goodbyes
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[Jay-Z]In history me and this bitch will be like
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Five years together, right?
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[Fox]Damn, seem like forever
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[Jay-Z]We trade shots
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[Fox]We spray blocks
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[Jay-Z]And we never fail
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[Fox]Yeah, but we stay hot
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1 - [J] Now would you die for your nigga?
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[F] Yeah I'd die for my nigga
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[J] Would you ride for your nigga?
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[F] I gets lie for my nigga
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[J] Would you live for your nigga?
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[F] Do up big for you nigga
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[J] Would you bid for your nigga?
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[F] Shit, you my nigga
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[F] Would you ride for me?
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[J] Rapper robbery
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[F] Would you die for me?
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[J] I hang high from a tree
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[F] They ain't ready for us, nigga
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[J] Obviously
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[F] Sound like Bonnie and Clyde to me
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[Foxy]
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I protect you like a vest do
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I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you
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Glock poppin' out the stock
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And it's two guns, two hun', get down
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I tear this whole shit down
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They ain't know the vault, pull bank jobs
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I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod
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Y'all niggas can't do a thing to this broad
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My bullets hurt the same as y'alls
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I've been taught by the best, extorted the rest
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Wearin' a niggas shit, crossin' my chest
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Life on the line, say prayers under my breath
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But knew I'd be 'aight cuz right there to my left
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(Right)
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[Jay-Z]
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Over baby, told you baby
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Big gun right over your left shoulder baby
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Same nigga that taught you how to hold that 80
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From day one 'til we old and crazy
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Let's kill the world
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Repeat 1
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[Jay-Z]
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Ran up at Chemical
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The bank robbers in our routine is like St. Bernards swimmin'
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Everybody hit the floor, guys and women
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Kids rush for the door
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Keep your cry to a limit
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Time check ma, we got about 5 minutes
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Before the authorities rush and the FBI's in it
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That teller's up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
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[Fox]Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished
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[Jay-Z]Yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we reach B.I.G
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[Fox]Meet Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did
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[Jay-Z]Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk
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Almost got whiplash
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[Fox]We got a shitload of cash
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Throws it in the stash
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Long as we keep shitin' like this
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Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with this
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You my Clyde for life
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I'm your Bonnie like this
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I can see us gettin' rich like this nigga
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Repeat 1
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Ad lib until fade
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Bonnie & Clyde Part II
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| Foxy Brown |
