Lyrics:
Cops, drug dealers with pools of blood anger
Just fills me when niggas let out of town to set shot
And get filthy rich, its just not
No more morals, no
down to ride with me and she gone hold my Glock
And she see an opp, I tell her pop her and she gone pop off
All us like 2Pac, Notorious, bitch I'm like
the idiotic Bizarre
My adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now
I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down
The older I get, the dumber
grown, and grew down
The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in
The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in
Ignorin' the shit, how borin' it gets
I give my best so i grow from my worst rhymes
With the beat flowing in the night that's the time i rehearse
I grow BIG but not notorious with Christ
Black Rosstien
MoCo, stand up
Oh Jae you Smoove for this
Let's go
Big pimpin', never sippin
Big pimpin', never sippin
Big pimpin', never sippin
dance for me
Dance for Jay Z (Come on let's go)
Come on everybody
Gotta thank Jigga for letting
Me get down tonight (No no thank you)
Thank you very much
Hey pass that bitch to me one time
I got you, I got you
Damn that shit strong
That's that Ganja nigga
Four twenty, four twenty
Aight get me back in
play the middleman
They tried Billy Holiday me
But I put in double the time
Like its holiday pay
More subscriptions than Netflix But mine will get
a lover of the powder
But talk is strictly off the record
When I see it, that I do it, watch me get it
Uh
So this is powder for your sins
Hey, you could be
crisis
Cuz my fan base growing by the masses
Soon I'll be notorious
Leave you speechless breathless
My rhymes are precious sweetness
But so ruthless
Uh, look
Back on my grizzy
People nowadays be actin' real iffy
Let me know that you get me
Just keep it 100 so I know that you with me
You ain't
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
and stepped out same time g, that's glorious
Tryna do it real huge, real b.i.g
that's notorious
They tried to bury us, didn't know that we would've been
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
Get real baby, baby get real
My head's clear, I don't want no beer
Double-bubble big trouble, don't ya come near
Get your tits and ass outta here
had big goals since a little kid growing up at my granny house
I can't wait till I get rich so I can make a way to get my family out
Perfect my craft
to act funny, I can do the same
And when Pharrell let the beat fall
Let me see you get your hands up high y'all
Just like you're reaching for the sky
A notorious team the sky's the limit
Get it I'm Big by myself
Got ambitious like Pac
I don't want to stop
That's why I keep pushing the clock
You ready or not
is untrue?
You cut that hooker off and find someone new
I need another bitch (another bitch), in my life
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uh-huh, uhh, uhh
I know he
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,
bother, I just let em' get mad
Tellin me to surrender my raps
Is like tryna tell these fake woke bitches that they better relax
If you catch me outside, I
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
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