Lyrics:
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
finna grow
Now I'm racking up the dough throwing shots to ya throat
At the end of this song you finna know who we is
Already hopping in the benz setting
of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya hands on ya ? or you could raise them proud
I bust shots off
Put my hands on my shorty and I make it hotter
I
[Intro 1: The Notorious B.I.G. (Dude)]
(Yo Bigs man, what's wrong man? You look like you got problems, man!)
Ayo man!
Pssh, man...
It's this fuckin'
by her aura she wanna shot caller
Dippin' in the 'lac (slow) 3 in the back (oh)
2 if ya fat (aha) pimpin' is a fact
Fresh up out the street hot
That's right all you bitch made motherfuckers trying to step on your toes
Drive by let you go we mob all the time on the south side
All you
Ya, ya
Too too
Who
Too hard
4 plumbers can’t fix this drip
Pull up on a Blue Dolphin i’m drippyyyy
I make haters them sick
Pull up in a Black foreign
[Shyheim]
I be notorious like that nigga Big Smalls
Plus I keep it raw live illegal like Jamal
If ya act up you get shot up
What the blood? I represent thugs
Haven't ate beef in bout 15 years bro bro
So if a nigga see me in mickey d's big mack and cheese know the end is here hoe
I'm talking at ya front
ordained we call him brother minister
Wont start nothing but dont think he wont finish ya
Injury ya leave you identified by your dentals
But still speak
Open up your third eye
Let your penal Gland be decalcified
By my window like I'm Malcolm x, but I swear that they won't get me
I hear shots, shots
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.
Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja
Sensimilla, can I feel ya
All I wanna do is touch ya
The ultimate rush, you're drugs
over
Notorious soldier thought I told ya
Niggas is pissin' me off right now
But like that dance, I'm a shake 'em off right now
Who's hot and who's not
Nigga
He's a gangsta he's a gangsta he's a gangsta he's a gangsta
Notorious B.I.G, biggie Baby nigga
He's a gangsta he's a gangsta he's a gangsta he's
takin ova ya territory
Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
Get it crackin in this muthafucka
to belittle you, we Notorious big
And they know what we did, and they know What it is
It's like the stick didn't have no grip, but they Knew how we slid
They
still hit this big L in front your face like who want it
R.I.P. to the great. I still wonder who done it
Kobe fall still got me sick to my stomach, devil
the big shot,
Laying in the cut for you to see
Let's me and you go off somewhere child
I do your thing in my own kinda style
If I don't cure ya, I'm
But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won't retire
I came, I saw, I conquered (OK) with no big names
No fame, no celebrity sponsors
Just
wife on a bitch
Who had fucked on the team
Talk down on me big fan get shot
Jus like grown man
These niggas be bitches wan talk Bout they ken
30 shots
night heh
Who am I? Big poppa who that fuck shot ya
Notorious show stopper panty dropper
Call her later? Nah eat her out call her benihana
Shorty dripped
and gangstas
With some street niggas who is not tryna be famous
Bustas lames this is not a safe haven
Take ya ass inside when you start to sense the danger
planters
Who swallow lit roaches
And light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
'Cause we're dope as fuck and only get a two
one shot killing it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me
(Ya'meen, ya
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