Lyrics:
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
bitch I bet she know 'bout Mr. G
Yeah he like to talk, she like to talk
So when he drop her off, they have a heart to heart
'Cause he got all the answers
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
Yo, Jam Boy Magic, Mr. Fantastic
Masterful mind, the list that I've crafted
Fresh new trick to flip, I'm Dick Dastard
Half smooth criminal
you was breakdancin see
I remember when you had tight pants G
So Mr. Rap Critic when you trys to check me
about my cars and my girls, claimin you never
graft
Need a mansion overseas,
Surrounded by palm trees n bad b's
With a couple g's & a private jet I can flight in when I blow this weed
Why these pigs
spendin twenty G's like stars
Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth something
My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it
ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ?, burn the whole store down all by myself
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
a fuckin' slug in your temple
Yeah
Chorus: L.V. & PRODEJE
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.'s
Sportin' khakis and Chucks and B.V.T's.
Swervin through your
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
with the Refugee Gang
Wyclef
Jerry Wonda
Mr. Santana
G&B
Yo, Carlos, man, you makin' that guitar cry
Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape
my dear Mr G.
I know the dandy has to be eccentric
with the Refugee Gang
Wyclef
Jerry Wonda
Mr. Santana
G&B
Yo, Carlos, man, you makin' that guitar cry
I slide in the whip g-five can't catch me
Ride by with my stick I snipe like Wesley
I found a way out from the dark and the grey clouds
I'm from
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my
and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my
That crazy-ass nigga's back in the motherfuckin' hizzouse
The notorious Compton G
D.R.E., on the solo tip, fuck them other fools
What up, Ren? Yeah
on the concrete
Here comes the white sheet
Mr. Coroner caught with some yellow tape
But the murderers escape
Audi like five G's
Lyrical gangbang but it's just
of the new album
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row
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