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