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They see the light, now they say they my cousin
They played it big when n****s was buzzin
Now they ain't nobody, them n****s ain't nothin
They aint
but i’m hated by more
Just bought 5 guns feel like i need more
Lost too much time that i can’t get back
Big 45 make a n***a ass get back
Traumatized by
Ever could imagine
Way beyond the jordans the foreigns and the Fashion
Hood of hidden talent
Bunch of n****s who ain't have shit
I was fascinated by this
n****s is on my nuts
And on my sack (aye)
I think they on big boy
Lean & big boy crack, I never
Turn no fein, my bars ain't wack (n***a)
2 tapes in 1
Hook)
Walked in and I’m feeling like Pac
It’s just me against the world
All eyes on me
Walked in and I’m feeling like BIG
I’m notorious in my city,
real with it A broken nose and your blessed coming toes it froze I found a cof -fucking -wit n****s that screwed with it Them all for your so big so deep
B Side, B side, ha, check it
So, So Def Bad Boy collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y'all know who I be
world can get
Keep it real can’t do no counterfeits
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Pick a target bet my n****s slide
Go against me that would be ill advised
We
a dawg gold on my leash
Long way from them hallways
N****s get shot up in broad day
Bitch I'm a dawg gold on my leash
Big dawg status who wanna get at us
that they feeling our s***
So we hit 'em with the really crazy flow (crazy flow)
To let 'em know that we be hitting it for sure
Time goes by, in your
When they throw shots we throw back
Same energy by my lonely
You n****s can't hold me
If you know me I had to give it up we was wilding on Codeine
Thats
B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's
that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't f*** round with no followers
Follow up
the Brainiac
Ice Cube
With the Maniac
Mack 10
Mack & Cube: Yay-why-yay! [Repeat: x2]
[Ice Cube]
While y'all n****s think about the pap¨¦
I think
The headphones is on fire dis time around
Styles
Blood pressure
Y'all just bear wit' me
Yo, last time I'm a tell these n****s, man
Can't f***
[Intro: MIMS]
R.I.P.!!!! B.I.G.!!!!!! LET'S GO!!!!!
[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample (MIMS)]
For the bread n butta I leave niggas in the gutta
noise
Put ya hands together
(Alright)
For NS3T
Entertainment
Who do it better
When I make it to
The big league
(Big league)
Lotta fake niggas
Bout
These n****s talkin a lot
But never talk in my face
They think they running the block
They only running in place
Think I might stick up the spot
I
a n****'s fall
Oh nuh nuh nuh
You my homie? You are phony
Like the po-po saying hi
I try to act like it don't hurt
But you a big fraud in disguise
You do
Pull up to party
Whole lot of shit in the lobby
N***s know better to try me
Hmm 10/4 copy
Yeah she know my worth
Only reason her head is sloppy
I
acknowledge n****s
Big homie off the knowledge n****
Winning or winning, my options
I don't want sex, I want noggin
I'm telling mack man to hell with these
stagnant n****s bye
We worked hard for it share the big piece of the pie
Tell me how you feel tryna move forward but n****s on ya heels
Distended for
hood, surround you n****s like Hula Hoop When they come to the room, boy who are high Then by the hour, wonder what they do When they come to the room,
B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's
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