Queen Bee and B.I.G. nigga The best that ever lived, the best that did it The best that lived it, cock suckers, what's his name? That's how we do it y'all, yeah, to all my in the house Bad Boy, who we die for all day, nigga, yeah, yeah
For the love of Big, we out Since my man died, we don't out We brains out, we tear the club up pullin' things out World, all my niggaz max out We Bad Boys, why y'all cracked out Coward niggaz, most are buried south
Far from gangstas, really puppies Niggaz barely speak when we discuss Niggaz stay yappin' when there's somethin' funny The realest never took nuthin' from me
Rock ice, stay jig, fuck niggaz that got drunk And kids got niggaz on state bids hate movies like Rosewood and Matrix A yo, taught me well, Biggie told me How to flip bricks like
To all my who puffed him To all my who hugged him You love him, his name Biggie I'd die on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for
Representin' Buck Mack 11's back, niggaz better duck down Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the drama bring
For Big I learn to grip aim and cock it I got it, I lock it Banger, big city boy deep pockets See me speak, that paper be the topic I my ice frozen like the Antarctic I'm quick to finish it, good to start it And with the flashy colors on, you a target Waitin' for a hit
I like blue, marine green, roll with a mean team out, fresh out, and stay greams We big boys, we do big things, born in this of kings I ain't got shit, I things, take things Fuck whenever my swings, from the summer Fall, winter to the spring my nigga ill's holdin' it down for the Like BIG said, we do the real things, we still bubble and chains Still tustle, still struggle, we feel pain ride, still die for Big's name
To all my thugs who him To all my girls who him You him, yell his name Biggie I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my please, I cock and squeeze for Biggie
Representin' Buck Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz better duck Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the drama Biggie
For Big I grip the cig, put six in wig Not 'cause of what he said, of what he did I hear that pop quiz, that's the way I was raised And thats the way it is for We roll the Panthers, show our guns on camera Do jokes with police scanners, niggaz Full of dirt like hampers I with a bunch of niggaz That wear and rep Biggie
We kept it through, from the heart the barrel B.K. style, see Big howl, now Lets see who, wanna go against Mafia nuthin' but squirrels, they know we rep Biggie Niggaz to get a nut, hit in the head or below the gut Wood style 'em up, get plucked, nigga what Go back to spend a ton, and cats wit gold tooths my gat and bust for my nigga Biggie
To all my thugs who him To all my girls who him You love him, yell his name I'd die on my feet, than live on my knees please, I cock and squeeze for Biggie
Representin' Buck Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz better down Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the Biggie bring
Now when I cock back and squeeze, my E'z Make you drop to knees, barely able to breathe My bullets move in threes, one for One for Mafia so take that and this for Biggie You know kept me iced out Mink dragon, seven figures in my account All that material shit, y'all still to get it
You fuckin' pricks, get off his dick tryin' to be like All y'all lame ass niggas keep my man out your mouth Or get this shit right, it, it's the B I, double G I E niggaz can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma Who you Biggie for the Y2G, the two ten We got it sewn, we don't need y'all help, we our own 'Cause this goes out to cats not tryin' to it up B I G us, shout him out Biggie
To all my who puffed him To all my who hugged him You love him, his name Biggie I'd rather die on my feet, live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and for Biggie
Representin' town Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz duck down Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the drama bring
To all my who puffed him To all my who hugged him You him, yell his name Biggie I'd die on my feet