Lyrics:
Or Cudi, my MGMT, so good that Gabe Saporta is my buddy
And me on the pad is your doom
This is a big city, let the madness resume
And we go on and on
We
If you ain't in this rap game for the motherfucking cash, mane
Then what is your motherfucking purpose? None can serve us
E.D.I. Mean born worthless
and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
a rhyme
All I seen was 13 ghosts every
Time I wrote a crazy line
All these 12 bars in my verses
That's what Notorious and Pac arrived
God dammit I spit just
they are, take a look, yo I spit the uncontainable
Highly flammable, unexplainable, Game Pro
Crisis show you how to tame a hoe, show you how the game
Starkaroni probably fucked your aunt Mabel
In the stash house owned by El Patrón
Big friends in high places, always flyin' outta zones
Big banks in Sweden,
numbers, I turn you and your crew into two plumbers
Translation, get your shit together and pipe down
Fuck a mic, I don't write, I chew and spit
I'll
Done trapped, eiht spit speedy
In the m.c. we hit your block lookin too greedy
Innocent by-standers in they driveways
Yellow tape, here it comes, no
a rosary
This is how the rap game is supposed to be
One king, one queen things supposed to be
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get
design
By me it is show time
Quit playing
Your hoe mine
Quit saying my name slime
Don't know me like T.I
Big guns like I'm G.I
Notorious B.I
Just suck
Beeotch!
Talk about these hoes Big
I got a bitch that suck my dick 'til I nut
Spit it on my gut and slurp that shit back up
Ain't that a slut
the game 'til I collect my pension
You couldn't reach the gear I'm on even with a stick shift
She say in bed I'm Notorious, I guess that mean my dick B.I.G
boots, lose them shoes again
Followed by ya clothes, now I’m rubbing on yo toes
Hand going up ya leg, rubbing arms and elbows
Notorious like B.I.G. yeah
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
Free game, man, you know?
What you mean "free game"?
Free game for the F, man, for the free
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
I used to sit back,
straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, f*** all of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, a** licked
Leave your number by the phone,
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
to plan
Put in the work made it happen
Here I stand as the man
Diddy bop when I deposit
Cause I'm making them bands
Big Ju is notorious wit the Mic in my
and a choppa (what else?)
And a desert on a dirt bike (skrrt), VLONE shirt and the Pradas (fresh)
Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist (woah)
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Oh I see you I see you
Bigg man B.I.G.G man
Notorious big
Big man with all the big bucks
What you gonna do with all your big bucks big man huh big
won't stop
uh huh
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you that we won't stop
Check it out
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Je-sus the notorious
cause if there really is a real nigga Im it
I aint gonna stop till I know me and my crew are on top
of the charts and ahead of our rap game
Maintain by
now on call me B-I-G
No disrespect to Notorious B.I.G.
R.I.P., but damn when your lookin' at me
You be like damn Shaq Dog do it B-I-G
I got a Phantom,
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