[Kane] Where's and Biggie Smalls?? goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!) [Scoob] it goin! [Kane] Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the [Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill One two.. one two.. one two.. [Scoob] Brooklyn.. JFK, all my niggaz, Richie, to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? UHHH! SHIT! Go Scoob!
Check it, check it, it, check it This here for the motherfuckin Here we we here we go, here we here we go Can I can I can I kick a flow chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang niggaz can't hang Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna But I don't a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah North Don't make me get my gun and blow MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, know my style, GOD DAMMIT unless on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it Hard like Shaquille, OH you KNEEL you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN Sex when I flex I catch on the world tour with dough in my big like the biscuits, in CB4 Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm the dough They wouldn't pick you if you had a afro So dont try me, you walk by me I'll do you like the first part in Menace II Like Hill, yo, I'm INSANE shoot a hole in your toe I'll make you like the House of Pain biggy bang biggy bang bang Niggaz can't hang, niggaz hang Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, niggaz can't hang..
[Kane] Smalls, why don't you come do it?
B.I.G.] One two, one two, do it like this WHERE BROOKLYN AT, BROOKLYN AT WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT We do it like this you're ready, check it
I got Mack 11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten tens, the shits never ends You can't my riches if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the The two weed spots, the two hot how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the spread Little Gotti got the shotty to your So don't resist, or you miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number I give the runs drippin when I throw my clip in the AK, I from far away hit the D-E-C-K My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the That's blunts, mad L's My excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God, I'm shit like a pigeon I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at christening
Motherfuckin Biggie Smalls! [Kane] you gonna do with it Tupac?
Yeah where the thugs at? Throw motherfuckin middle finger We gonna do this shit this I thank the for my many blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go Ain't nuttin separatin us a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, ya A straight soldier, buckin at the No matter how you try, never die We retaliate with hate, then we multiply You see me strikin down the block, corners Mobbin a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways Thug motherfucker crime, pays! Let the cops put they lights on, chase me Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me In a speed chase with the law The motherfucker that you ever saw
[Kane] Yeah! in now man Now I wanna see what my man Shyheim do with it
Yo, this goes out to from Staten Island {*ah Cee, and you don't stop*} Yo, times is hard, word is bond, I swear to God I even got caught to steal from the junkyard A terror, a rebel without a pause I never had a Christmas, so who is Santa Claus? I walk the streets at night with my down In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be So they get a glock and lick shots to get And when shit rocks all you can when the shells drop An old man got shot in the lot In of my buildin I hang with his grandchildren And for the nigga that pulled the trigga then to slide and hide, but he got by the homicide And this everyday around my way So I pray that I can another day
[Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let's try [Shy] Staten Island in the house Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in or what?
up Cee..
Now what's the bullshit niggaz saying Dont try to act like Martin now that "I was just playin!" No need to now on, now that the beef is on Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, teeth is gone Just you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me Step to this I'll give mic a vasectomy I only know one nigga that can come to me No, that's a tattle, cause I count my own shadow A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest gonna rob me like they did, when he fought Chavez Cause when it comes to goin Kane rappin That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin Non resistable, non I'm not I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin incredible And let's get one more thing understood If I fart on a record, me nigga, that shit gon' sound good