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Throw your hands in the sky,

I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya
Give your testicles a swift kick, that some shit?
Am I hard hardcore, harder a Plymouth
It no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff

And a chrome four pressed on ya back
So what you want, How you wanna act?
I hope civilized 'cause I love to see die
Brains all out on the street

And the preachin', he was a good man
Played the bad man the burner was in his hand
Now he's singin' sad songs with
Three to the head, six cross the pelvis

Ya with the high guy, ya die
Yeah, the motherfucker kickin', look up in the sky
I'm on some old neck
Suplex shit, hardcore sex shit, and Tec

Whatchu want,
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)
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Whatchu want,
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(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

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(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

Whatchu want,
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

A loop
All I need to destroy a or group
Huh, I put it to ya boy
you got the scoop

Biggie Smalls, the rap
I the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut
Fuck the sluts with the big butts
Huh, I use a rubber, but

My style is gushy the hooker's pussy
And it don't take a lot of back talk to me
Into 'em like that little nigga Damien
Pop 19 to my cranium
Game tight, gun motherfucker

in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker
I tricked 'em, I gave 'em then I sticked 'em
I stripped 'em, 'cause don't want the friction
you before how I bring the drama
Slam Larry and his Grand mama

Whatchu want,
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, whatchu nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

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(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

want, nigga?
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, whatchu nigga?)
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)

want, nigga?
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)

Lefty of the Commission, bow down
By now you fuckers this is our crown
Two bullies, Brooklyn Biggie
Bedstuy Hov Bedstuy Gold

the flyest
Bentley drivers, Vuitton buyers
Jet fuel abusers, sippin'
Once Upon A Time In America's

You on us, you fiction
Ya eight's bust, you a constant contradiction
please use contraception
Conception's at a all time high sexin', use protection

You fuckers shoulda never born
never got signed, how the fuck you got on?
How the you got Shawn?
I'm too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the

Rubberband man T.I. was
King of New York B.I. was
B.K. all day, in my blood
You wanna see my mask and
What the fuck you

Whatchu want,
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, whatchu nigga?)
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)

want, nigga?
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, whatchu nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)

Whatchu want,
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu, whatchu nigga?)

want, nigga?
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)
(Whatchu want, Whatchu, whatchu want nigga?)

Two of the world's greatest, Brooklyn's
The Commission on, BIG Forever
The Biggie Duets, go