Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Anthem

Niggas uh, ha uh

(Niggas) Grab your if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the 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 like M1's
Got mad guns up in the
Cease ain't the one for the dibbin' and dabbin' shit
I it happen, you got your ass caught
All you saw was fire, the Honda Passport
Or the M.P., what if you see, 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
M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Niggas grab your gats, bitches a glance at
The little one, pullin over in the Land
Playin' Big style with a chauffeur, yaknahmean?
the green, read all between the lines
A nigga act up, makes the bastard to find

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

(How ya Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy even the sheisty individuals
Smokin' and mad Phillies
Beatin' down Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If a class, bet I pass it
Shit get drastic, I'm buryin' ya
Big Poppa never
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the
Leave the fucker up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Covered the wife, for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my
She whippin' my ride, my one's, thinkin' I'm richest
Just the way play, all day everyday
I don't what else to say
I've been robbin' since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
Snatchin' ropes at the homeboy you didn't know my flow,
to your health
Usually for self, I have son ridin' shotgun
My my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
My target, all you niggas who started rappin'
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggas know the
Caviar for breakfast, champagne baths
Runnin' up in pretty constantly
The Smalls bitch, who the it was supposed to be?

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

I used to pack Macs in
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my niggas
Nines in the stores, in the bags
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money with the
No question, confession, yes it's the
Bitches squeeze your tits, niggas grab genitals
and minerals, excluse 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 down
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm
It's all the Smalls and my fuckin'' nigga Biggie
Bitches the way I bust a rhyme
'Cause they all in screamin' one more time
Niggas, grab your if you love hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the of the club, straight up