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Niggas uh, ha uh

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

Now who smoke more blunts a little bit?
are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I like M1's
Got mad up in the cabin
'Cause ain't the one for the dibbin' and dabbin' shit
I make it happen, you got your ass
All you saw was fire, from the Honda
Or the M.P., what if you see, I miss ya
I up spots like little sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, bite ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick Luke dancers
Niggas grab your gats, take a glance at
The little one, pullin over in the Rover
Playin' Big Willie style with a chauffeur,
Stack the green, read all between the
A nigga act up, makes the hard to find

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

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

(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?) I'm by criminals
Heavy rollers the sheisty individuals
Smokin' and mad Phillies
Beatin' down Billy Badasses, cracks in and masses
If robbery's a class, bet I it
Shit get drastic, I'm 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 tears
wear, Moschino on my bitches
She whippin' my ride, countin' my one's, thinkin' I'm
Just the way players play, all day
I know what else to say
I've been niggas since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't my flow,
Detrimental to health
Usually roll for self, I have son shotgun
My mind's my nine, my my Mac-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggas the half
Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble
Runnin' up in pretty bitches
The bitch, who the fuck it was supposed to be?

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

I to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my backs
in the stores, glocks in the bags
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money with the
No question, confession, yes it's the
Bitches squeeze your tits, niggas grab your
and minerals, excluse subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you and criminals
I kick the with my peeps all day
325's by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm
It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin'' nigga
Bitches love the way I a rhyme
'Cause they all in line screamin' one more
Niggas, your dicks if you love hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, up