Motherfuckin' was at, nigga was hyped up Nigga grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on From there the motherfucker there nuttin' stoppin' him What what did the of his niggaz do? Man the motherfuckers was just ready for niggaz was packin' burners them niggaz was ready to fight Whatever we had to do holmes niggaz was on the real out holmes It was comin' out like a motherfucker The nigga amped be come on, come on motherfuckers
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Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sun Off the bald head, is real Biggie me put on this so I'm a be the big wheel Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo bet on Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, Hey Biggie, I understand you're Brooklyn With 22's in shoes, yo keep the shank ready
Well, why not up the spot with Sadat Release the brain storm, to make your motherfuckin' brain A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical biggie the Sadat's kind of eell, in God we trust", guns I bust Got that disgustin', sewer dumpin' and that Do you know, where you're goin' to, do you the things that I bring? Make an emcee wanna sing for a Take the beat down we givin', c'mon motherfucker
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What? Niggaz drama, puttin' work on my block When I told y'all last that shit was too hot Sellin' and treys, cuts my dimes Somebody get paid, somebody block get sprayed Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the Caught one in your chest, your breath come in
Hey yo Biggie these niggaz I'm a hit 'em where it hurts The big city it don't no bodies call me Papichulo To all the Spanish I'm about ten blunts down Drank three or fo' stouts five fat asses Passed this bitch glasses Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs the glock I'm a tell him it can happen, don't play me that rap shit is real, so Biggie take the steel
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I got Mac-11's, about eight, 38's 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end You touch my riches Even if you had MC and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the The two weed spots, the two hot
That's how I got the weed spot, I shot in the head Took the bread and the land Lil' Gotti got the to your body So don't resist, or you might Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs, I give emcees the drippin' When I my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away Everybody hit the D E C K my slow remarkable
to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Montana sniff the yayo That's blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail Oh my God, I'm shit like a pigeon I you're listenin', smackin' babies at they christening
So you better your pistol 'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make fuckin' shit spill And I'm bout buckets, why did I have to do it? said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it 'Cause I got mo' to pop-ya Big Pop-pa, breakin' you off somethin' off is the hardcore rap singer A K A crack slinger, it anytime nigga
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