Lyrics:
what they like
Lil n**** big name, big watch, and big chain,
Big o big earrings, blang that's what they like
Oh she like that huh that's what
of the medicine developed to soothe creatures
You're pathetic if you're no believer
Cause we all are energetic and eager
Come alive when you walking side by side
Ain't no lamo
Gettin green like jamo
Bitch I do it big
I'm notorious
That proper number 12 up on the rocks
Crown is royal
If you don't then you the one
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
railroad tracks
Oh, them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious so well known tracks
So, let's go back
Follow the yellow
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
a hundred mil', she can't chill
I just want her bag, that's how young n****s live
I just want her bag, that's how young n****s live
Sleepin' by myself, I feel
All I see is Grace
Anama achu ngbada foreign
Ena achuzi local
Always love them large
i was born big
never to leave the hood
muwa abulo judas
I look up
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
Pots in the beat, it's a bake off (packs)
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Big boy tools, Maaco (big boy)
Make a bitch dance with a draco
shatter chins
Alas, I get Notorious as Chris if the wall is (Christopher Wallace)
What my backs against
To grip fortunes big, that is what the job is
by
Stay with the tooley
That's who I'm a die by
I ain't gotta throw ten (Neva)
Give em two shots
Now his vision is dim
These n****s is mad cause I'm
now on call me B-I-G
No disrespect to Notorious B.I.G.
R.I.P., but damn when your lookin' at me
You be like damn Shaq Dog do it B-I-G
I got a Phantom,
neat
Mental stroke money and heart broke
Parents getting old couldn’t cut throat
lit j old way a notorious play
Old school lazy terror A big day
Vibe
gon' hold it down for me
Told my n****s if they get me, then just kill the town for me
I got 20 racks and a big pistol, don't think about robbin' me
I
Now we can't lose (fo' sho')
Ya'll ns wanna know what we did
This is what we did n
Extended the family with a wire
Recruited a couple comrades
I
to flow to everyone and not for fun
come on now Im on its real and Ima tell you how I feel
Everyone of you punk mothafuckas see us as fake
thats a big
when you're
Hearing 2Pac verse he wrote
Those lyrics without
Any music notorious BIG was more
Melody-driven I'm sure he wrote his
Shit without a pen
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
"blam," uh (you're out of line)
A nigga out of line, uh
Back when I was 'bout Big Wheels and race tracks
Pops pushed a Tornado and rolled to eight
and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
we don't play around
And if I'm not even with the gang, I'm by myself sliding around
We be on the road, like we doing regular shows
But we really
???California Love???
- ???California Love???
Notorious B.I.G. ??? ???Juicy???
- ???It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine/Salt N??? Pepper
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