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We've found 127 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching running your mouth amended by the notorious big:


Albums:

Running Your Mouth (The Notorious B.I.G.) · Mouth to Mouth (Lipps, Inc.) · Mouth to Mouth [Bonus Tracks] (The Levellers) · Mouth by Mouth (His Name Is Alive) · Mouth by Mouth [Bonus Track] (His Name Is Alive) · Mouth to Mouth (The Levellers) · Mouth to Mouth (The Levellers) · Mouth to Mouth [Bonus DVD] (The Levellers) · Shut Your Mouth & Open Your Eyes (AFI) · Shut Your Mouth & Open Your Eyes (AFI) – and 90 other albums »


all about 
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse 
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww 
Threw that back out, in the parking lot 
By a Cherokee
get by
Try to revive
Try to survive
Try to realize
Bigman
Not so big
Running of the mouth
Is what brings you down
Speak about me
Speak so I might see
the 5-0 team they know the DA by name
It ain't a game it used to be one
Its like these niggas got them big ducks in they mouth that the gynecologist
Use
the 5-0 team they know the DA by name
It ain't a game it used to be one
Its like these n****s got them big ducks in they mouth that the gynecologist
Use
mouth
It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
but they wasn't, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the heat doesn't
Ran up in your
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
all places, no matter what their race is,
Mami want to put punani where your face is
I said "Ha, Whut?" Put my face by her trap
Smoke weed, bamboo, lick
You know what this is
It's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your pickups
You ran into the wrong niggaz
We running down the block hot with these pizza
records as well

Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal a**ault
On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several
mouth
It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
but they wasn't, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the heat doesn't
Ran up in your
Lets do this man for real

We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
Yeah
Trice
Statik Selektah

O back around the corner
Got the crack, put in your orders
We ’bout to run up out the stores
It’s notorious
"shoobedoobe".
It says: "Though your fingers may tickle
You`ll be safe in our pickle."

As the brothers talk themselves through their new predicament, a big
running, running, running, oh oh
C'mon, let me ride your bicycle
It's so fantastical on your bicycle

You want to ride my bicycle
You want to ride my bike
say?
Me and you, nigga like running Roulette
The game is strip poker, is you ready to play?
Make it last all night and I'm ready to stay
Put your
coming, oh
Feel it running, running, running, oh oh
C'mon, let me ride your bicycle
It's so fantastical on your bicycle

You want to ride my bicycle
coming, oh
Feel it running, running, running, oh oh
C'mon, let me ride your bicycle
It's so fantastical on your bicycle

You want to ride my bicycle
fuck your hype man 
If its a bystander standin' by I'm firin' at ya, cause I can
You get squashed like pop cans
I be shootin' 7-Up in your mouth man
have to call me billionaire Jet this year

Still on my hustle, bitches still love him
Big block Chevy motor running, you can hear him coming
Yeah
move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's a wonder that you
into the room, you gotta check it out
It's where we cut your fingers off and stick 'em in your mouth
That should show you that you greedy little rich
comin' out, we gon' take yours 
Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars 
Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise 
Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws
got you shitting in yours
Yeah, little dicks always running they mouth
While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out
All you bitches up in here
wasn't papa
Papa loved the ladies
Never got enough of
Pretty brown round
Running round town (shhhhh)
Don't tell your mother what's going down
[repeat
every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's