Lyrics:
Im blowing by my competition feeling like Sonic
Im too smooth with this shit, I swear Im sick like bubonic
Why the fuck these niggas sleeping, let me
the building
'Til I leave and I'm done with you niggas
Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh
Big money, big
what
Boom shocker lock
I live for the funk notorious I'll die for the funk
Nigga who nigga what
Niggas hating cause I do what I want
I'm nine nine nigga
(Millions are dead because you lied)
(My friends are dead because you lied)
(You need to apologize, apologize)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm dead like death my nigga
you gotta take this shit serious
Life bout more than guns, hoes, and a lot of jewelry
I just hope that they hearing me, I love these niggas dearly
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
Yeah
I'm back on my shit
I hope you understand now that I'm legit
On my throne imma sit
These other niggas mad they be throwing a fit
Started off small
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
you know I roll it up
Now she want to fuck with us
Now she can not get enough
I'm the man up on the scene
I just want a Bentley truck
Ima get it by all
Uh, Young Money
Niggas tryna clone me, tryna make another me
My baby momma bitching, but she still be fucking me
You blowing up her phone and she
man, fuck that
That's pre-school, you run down on niggas and you make 'em cop (yeah)
Then make sure you sleep with that machine gun like Megan Fox
real niggas switch on me
You niggas done change for real
Yeah my nigga I'm glorious
Told em it wasn't a biggie
It's never a biggie
I feel like notorious
gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
I'm comin' ta get'cha (get'cha)
You better hope I don't catch ya (catch ya)
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
Say my name enough and any nigga testify
Who you think lead that whole seller ass that time
All by myself, I created black on black crime
I'm
and keep walkin'
(Yo) Come on
Yo the derelict is back
I'm blazin' niggas while they up in the Sheraton last
I even sold my therapist crack
You niggas
Yeah!, yeah we take niggas back
You know what im saying? It's sunday night
Westside Highway 27th and 12th avenue
The notorious
Home of the jux, home
twenty-five for this
seizure done, I run wit' Outlaw Warriorz
tryin' ta B-I-G, just not Notorious
frost the brick to get you niggas off the dick
gotta chain out
rock the beat, hittin' hard like burt
Niggas in the Nolia know him as Big Hurt
Just like soulja slim he'll put you in the dirt
And have your picture
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
sellin' dope for dough
Now I no longer hope I'll blow, smoke my droll
On a yacht, nigga fuck a boat that row
With all this money that we can make
manners
My niggas shooting shit like the Warriors
I keep a thick bitch Victoria, I keep a big clip notorious
Choppa be clapping bravo, glorious
So yo’
Notorious everything I do is B.I.G
And that's why everywhere I go it's all eyes on me
But I want you by my side
Be my ride or die
But don't shed tears I ain't
You sleep on sofas
Get hope nigga
No good food in days
Get hope nigga
Midnight serving?
Get hope nigga
When you hear my story
Get hope
You sleep
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