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Niggas uh, ha uh

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

Now who smoke blunts than a little bit?
What are you a
Listen to the I spit like M1's
Got mad up in the cabin
'Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin' and dabbin'
I it happen, you got your ass caught
All you saw was fire, from the Passport
Or the M.P., if you see, then I miss ya
I blow up spots like sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the most
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick Luke dancers
grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
The little one, pullin in the Land Rover
Playin' Big Willie style a chauffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, read all the lines
A nigga act up, makes the bastard to find

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

(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?) I'm by criminals
rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smokin' skunk and mad
down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If a class, bet I pass it
get drastic, I'm buryin' ya bastards
Big Poppa never
Take you to the church, rob the for the offerin'
the fucker coughin' up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Covered the wife, Kleenex for the kid's
wear, Moschino on my bitches
She my ride, countin' my one's, thinkin' I'm richest
Just the way players play, all day
I don't know else to say
I've been robbin' since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know my flow,
Detrimental to your
Usually for self, I have son ridin' shotgun
My mind's my nine, my my Mac-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started
M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggas know the half
Caviar for breakfast, bubble baths
Runnin' up in pretty constantly
The Smalls bitch, who the it was supposed to be?

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

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

I used to pack Macs in
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my niggas
Nines in the stores, glocks in the
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money the Arabs
No question, confession, yes it's the
Bitches your tits, niggas grab your genitals
Proteins and minerals, subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you and criminals
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 the Smalls and my fuckin'' nigga Biggie
Bitches love the way I a rhyme
'Cause they all in line screamin' one time
Niggas, grab your dicks if you hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, up