Lyrics:
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
Better start that siren, 'cause the twister here to sweep away some rappers
Like a broom, I'm doing chores by taking out anyone trasher
I'm a Major
was BIG
Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
If I don't like a nigga, I don't
thinking bout that million-dollar home on the lake
Okay, unt uh, that ain't that ballin motto
Spend big faces by the million like I hit the lotto
Got cost by
hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down
was doing a bid
See they just got some money
Been doing it big
Word to notorious
So glorious
And I forgive
Those who's trespassed against
Lord knows
[Chorus - Akon (Chamillionaire)]
Y'all remember I was just a loner hanging on the corner (Corner)
Now take look at me (Look at me)
Big bossin steady stackin
Linden Boulevard, little Coupe, big rocks
Real estate only, I ain't fucking with the stocks
Why not, so our grandkids could feed they grandkids
And they
Stones they throw that's why I wear a big hat and roll weed
Gone if you don't know where you came or when you came
All you know is weed and cocaine
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
could never understand
why because his hair was sandy blond.
Nevertheless, the name stuck.
So when my brother was born my father became Big Red
and my
do it outdoors
Poor bitch got on all fours
I snarled at the superintendent
I'm independent
But my face ain't on a chain or a shirt or worse
I'm
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
dessus pour le fun
Ma mort est plus lourde à porter que l'cadavre de Big Pun
J'ai l'9-1, 9-2, 9-3, 9-4, 9-5, 7-5, vas-y, barre ta gueule
Ils font une
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
Yea its the DJ Khaled the Don Dada the big dog pitbull the Terror Squad-ion
Aka the Beat Novakane I'mma problem my album drops June 6th listen
Now
Jada who eva man old nigga new nigga wut yo yo yo yo yo
[verse 1]
Who really the best rapper since BIG eint here
Y'all no the answer to that when kiss
cuffs
When I'm sick, I don't cough
Receiving laugh by giving fun,
Somebody's best friend for like 4 minutes
My feeling heart giving puns,
Prolly stressing
???
Sell water from the cookpot, ain't that raw?
My razors? 20 dollars, here's a case of four
You supply that, shit I put a hole where your mind at
Push
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
to my CD
You see right now ain't no other rappers hot but me
Oh yeah, Pac and B.I.G. RIP
But if you ain't feeling the same way press Eject
I'll even give
(Chorus)
[PD]
I took rap by the throat & locked it
P-Diddy fixed all those who tried to stop it
Some of y'all tried to blast off, but couldn't rock it
and Cease ???
Sell water from the cookpot, ain't that raw?
My razors? 20 dollars, here's a case of four
You supply that, shit I put a hole where your mind
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