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Niggas uh, ha uh

(Niggas) Grab dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big
Gotcha, off the words I say because
"This of shit it happens everyday"

Now who more blunts than a little bit?
are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit M1's
Got mad guns up in the
'Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin' and dabbin'
I make it happen, you got ass caught
All you saw was fire, the Honda Passport
Or the M.P., if you see, then I miss ya
I blow up spots little sisters
grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, like Luke dancers
Niggas grab gats, bitches take a glance at
The little one, pullin over in the Rover
Playin' Big style with a chauffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, all between the lines
A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to

(Niggas) Grab dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, off the words I say because
"This of shit it happens everyday"

(Niggas) Grab your dick if you love
(Bitches) Rub titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the I say because
"This type of it happens everyday"

(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by
Heavy even the sheisty individuals
Smokin' skunk and mad
Beatin' down Billy Badasses, in stacks and masses
If robbery's a class, bet I it
Shit get drastic, I'm ya bastards
Big Poppa softenin'
Take you to the church, rob the for the offerin'
Leave the fucker coughin' up blood, and his pockets like ears
the wife, Kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, on my bitches
She whippin' my ride, countin' my one's, thinkin' I'm
the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what to say
I've robbin' niggas since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie you didn't know my flow,
to your health
Usually roll for self, I have son ridin'
My my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, know the half
Caviar for breakfast, bubble baths
Runnin' up in pretty constantly
The Smalls bitch, who the fuck it was to be?

(Niggas) Grab your if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words I say
"This type of shit it everyday"

(Niggas) your dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the I say because
"This type of it happens everyday"

I used to Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, my niggas backs
in the stores, glocks in the bags
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money the Arabs
No question, confession, yes the lyrical
Bitches squeeze your tits, niggas your genitals
Proteins and minerals, subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you Willies and
I the reali' with my peeps all day
325's roll by with the windows halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm
It's all about the Smalls and my nigga Biggie
Bitches love the way I a rhyme
they all in line screamin' one more time
Niggas, grab your dicks if you hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the of the club, straight up