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Twan, damn, man
That nigga Big got to say?
Yo Big, 'chu got to say Big?

Yeah, yeah, shout out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ
Twin one and two, my man
My man Dawg, the OGB crew
Y'all know how we flow and I'ma drop it like this

Oh, what a drivin' in my four by four
galore, BIG on the door
Chrome with the smoke tint
Givin' chumps a hit as I my mint

Stacks of doves, half my is C-note
All from sayin' that BIG wrote
Blunt, I take a toke but only if it's
Skunk no seeds, a sip of Hennessy

Pass to D or maybe movin'
Never a skeezer by my side, that's a no, no
Tell me I ain't the flyest nigga that you saw
in action, guaranteed raw

Who's coming through? Y'all who

Bed-Stuy Brooklyn where rapper was originated
Your rhymes ain't shit, they be constipated
awaited, the heavyset brother from Fulton Street
To drop a rhyme to a funky

MC's as if I was at Sarah J
Or boys and at any school around the way
Opponents, but I'm the principal
to beat, damn near invincible

Niggaz wanna know how I the mack life
Makin' money, smokin' mics like pipes
Flippin' bombs, stayin' calm, my people my palm
And sayin' to set off the alarm

Yes, me, the BIG
Competition ripper since thirteen
Used to steal clothes, was a thief
Until I started on Fulton Street

Makin' loot, knockin' boots on the
the microphone, I'm the perfect competitor
Jewels and all that, my clothes is all
Chumps steppin' to me, that's they took a fall at

BIG without burner, that's of
I stay close to like Tina on Turner
Quick to smother, a motherfucker
word to mother, I'm above ya

And I love ya 'cause a sweet bitch
A crab, you might make my dick itch
I flow looser Luther, words ya get used to
BIG is a born trooper ice cream I scoop ya
My music you wanna get loose to, stay and I'm not a booster

So what 'cha got to This mackin' word is bond
There's no other assumption, I got it on
I'm not conceited, my tell me this
Even my mother be noddin' her to this

Makes her to see her one son get loud
on a sucker and bow to the crowd
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or two or or four
Live in action, raw

two, the rhyme regulator here to roast ya
As ya follow this, I gave a toast to ya crew
See, they popped on ya a kernel
You didn't realize that the was eternal

Internal injury, that's what soon to see
BIG company
Sometimes in my waist if they opponent
Run upstairs, change my skimmer and my

And I'm to your punk part of town
Anybody frontin' they better duck
get mad 'cause I grazed ya
You jumped in that Blazer

Quick, I couldn't get a good hit, shit I was for the melon
But the of my three-pound auto there's no tellin'
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a or two or three or four
Live in action, raw

And you stop and you don't stop
You keep on to my man and Thai
Like I said before the OGB is in full effect
Most definitely, sent a shout on to the Born Allah
Yeah, that bum ass nigga Avenue Q