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B.I.G.]
Niggaz... bitches...
Uhh

B.I.G.

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

Verse One: Ceasar

it out, uhh
Now who more blunts than a little bit?
are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like
Got mad guns up in the
Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin shit
I make it happen, you got ass caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda
or the M.P., what if you see, then I ya
I up spots like little sisters
G'wan ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like dancers
grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
the little one, pullin over in the Land
Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur,
Stack the green, read all the lines
A act up, makes the bastard hard to find

repeat 2X

Verse Two: B.I.G.

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

repeat 2X

Verse Lil' Kim

I to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my backs
Nines in the stores, glocks in the
mini-markets, gettin money with the Arabs
No question, confession, yes it's the
Bitches squeeze tits, niggaz grab your genitals
Proteins and minerals, excluse
Big Momma shoots the to all you Willies and criminals
I kick the rilli my peeps all day
roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm
It's all the Smalls and my fuckin nigga Biggie
Bitches love the way I bust a
they all in line screamin one more time
Niggaz, grab your dicks if you love
Bitches rub-a-dub in the of the club, straight up