Biggie
Исполнитель: Notorious B.I.G.
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<br>[Lil` Cease]<br>Queen Bee, and Notorious B.I.G. nigga<br>The best that ever lived, the best that ever did it<br>The best that ever lived it<br>Cocksuckers, What`s his name, huh?<br>That`s how we do it ya`ll<br>To all my niggaz in the house<br>Bad Boy, Who we die for<br>All day, everyday nigga<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>For the love of BIG, we bang out<br>Since my man died, we don`t hang out<br>We blow brains out, we tear the club up pullin things out<br>Mafia World, all my niggaz max out<br>We Bad Boys, why ya`ll niggaz cracked out<br>Coward niggaz, most are burried down south<br>Far from gangstas, really hush puppies<br>Niggaz bearly speak when we discuss money<br>Niggaz stay yappin when there`s always somethin funny<br>The realest niggaz never took nuthin from me<br>Rock ice, stay jig, fuck with niggaz that got drunk, and hate kids<br>Got niggaz on state bids, that hate movies like Rosewood and Matrix<br>A yo, Biggie taught me well, Biggie told me how to flip bricks like cartwheel<br><br>Chorus: Lil` Cease & Notorious B.I.G.<br><br>[Lil` Cease]<br>To all my thugs who puffed him<br>To all my girls who hugged him<br>You love him, yell his name..<br><br>I`d rather die on my feet, than live on my knees<br>Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for..<br><br>Mafia<br><br>[Notorious B.I.G.]<br>Representin Bucktown<br>Mack 11`s cocked back, niggaz better duck down<br>Face down, you know the routine, the cream<br>Earings, you know the drama Biggie bring<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>For BIG I learn to grip aim and cock it<br>Once I got it, I lock it<br>Banger, big city boy with deep pockets<br>See me speak, that paper better be the topic<br>I like my ice frozen like the Antartic<br>I`m quick to finish it, your good to start it<br>And with the flashy colors on, you just a target, Waitin for a hard hit<br>I like marine blue, marine green, roll with a mean team<br>Meshed out, fresh out, and stay greams<br>We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings<br>I ain`t got shit, I spread things, take things<br>Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer for the winter to the spring<br>My nigga ill`s holdin it down for the beam<br>Like BIG said, we do the real things, we still bubble and steal chains<br>Still tustle, still struggle, we feel pain<br>Still ride, still die for BIG`s name<br><br>(chorus)<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>For BIG I grip the cig, put six in your wig<br>Not cause of what he said, cause of what he did<br>When I hear that pop quiz, that`s the way I was raised and thats the way it is for..<br>We roll like the Panthers, show our guns on camera<br>Do jokes with police scanners, niggaz mediocre, full of dirt like hampers<br>I roll with a bunch of niggaz that wear bandanas and rep...<br>We kept it thurough, from the heart ripped the barrel<br>B.K. style, see BIG howl, now<br>Lets see who, wanna go against Mafia world<br>Niggaz nuthin but squirels, they know we rep...<br>Niggaz tryin to get a nut, hit in the head or below the gut<br>Wood style roll`em up, get plucked, nigga what<br>Go back to spend a ton, and know cats wit gold tooths<br>Know my gat and bust for my nigga...<br><br>(chorus)<br><br>[Lil` Kim]<br>Now when I cock back and squeeze, my Desert E`z<br>Make you drop to your knees, barly able to breathe<br>My bullets move in threes, one for Brook-lyn<br>One for Mafia so take that, Uh, and this one`s for...<br>You know Frank kept me iced out<br>Mink dragon, seven figures in my bank account<br>All that material shit, ya`ll still tryin to get it<br>Uh, you fuckin pricks, get off his dick tryin to be like...<br>All ya`ll lame ass niggas keep my man name out your mouth<br>Or get this shit right, check it, it`s the B-I, double G-I, E<br>Ya`ll niggaz can`t see Poppa, nor the Big Moma<br>Who you love... for the Y2G, the two ten<br>We got it sewn, we don`t need ya`ll help, we hold our own<br>Cause this goes out to cats not tryin to give it up<br>BIG missin us, shout him out...<br><br>(chorus)<br>(chorus into fade)