Lyrics:
Honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My shape's earthless
I came to earth's surface
she came with me (yeah, yeah)
If I ever die, imma die Notorious like im B.I.G. I'm the king of V City (facts)
I done got way too far with this shit.
I'm
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Scared to face me am the gream reaper
Gran coupe Private jets am a big dreamer
Before I make a move am a deep thinker
Patience pays am talking bout 6
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
Har en shooter by my right
Ifall du vill göra wrong
Flowet är illest
Backwood jag bill it
Inget är billigt
Twist N Turn
Sen jag Turn N Twist
(Flex)
Yeah, N.O.R.E., Big Pun, Funk Flex
(N.O.R.E.)
A lot of ghetto things goin on right here
N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.
Funkmaster! Flex, Flex
By the Notorious B.I.G.
Head, head, and mo' head
Representing for the bitches
Head, head and mo' head
Check it out, check it out now, what
Check
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
I once knew someone who was like a brother to me
We got through together hustling during the days of constant struggling
Smoking well bumping Big L
because my head was blowin'
in this crazy breeze and my eyes are too bloody to see
and there ain't nothin' I've felt that gets me by until you
Hold up
Wats up
Got ya hypnotize from this throw luv
Body so alive she ain’t Makin no noise
He say he want dat Goodbar on his thrown hun
Hit it
like 'enuff of this
Who is this kid think he is?
Notorious like I'm close to big
You ain't notice that my focus like pac I'm above the rim,
But more
the surface
If you ain't B.I.G. then you ain't Notorious
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin like he holdin heat
Someone bring him a bed, to the permanent sleep
_Got it Made_ like Special Ed
Got more _Vapors_ than BizMarkie ever had
After _Dead Presidents_ like Eric B.
_Hypnotize_ the rap industry like
Breathing Chronic in my system
Watching your body hypnotize me from your rhythm
Put that thing up in my kitchen
See your body type's to carry
I said, "Ay mama, you seem to forget
I'm not in love yet
Sweet talk don't win me over"
But I realized
Big brown eyes can hypnotize
When he says
I said, "Ay mama, you seem to forget
I'm not in love yet
Sweet talk don't win me over"
But I realized
Big brown eyes can hypnotize
When he says
Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut
That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
shoes (Woah)
Then I let my roof loose
Then make all my enemies call a truce (Woah)
Damn Ricky
Look at what you did
Notorious
I gotta go big
Bob
dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party, what if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you
from these PI’s Yeah
I was moving notorious like I’m BIG
Checkin’ over my shoulder trynna keep my peace
Focused on the promise of my design
Almost hit
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