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Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Victory 2004

2004

to the double disc
now they all spit - like they all legit
frank tell em how we hit

(Biggie)
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Bad Boy's 10th Anniversary: The Hits

2004

to the double disc
now they all spit - like they all legit
frank tell em how we hit

(Biggie)
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

they bag low 
They really hating 
We stole the show 
Truth be told 
We killing shit 
So ride the wave 
No rodeo 
And that's real talk 
No bullshit 
Lil

Zaytoven
Yeah

Talk a lot of shit
Real boss nigga, I'll fuck a nigga bitch
Talk that shit but I roll wit' it
Talk, talk that shit but I roll

and buddy ran
Bullets hot get niggas tan, shits too hot I need a fan
Ask the price I need a band, whip my wrist and broke my hand
Say I won't and bitch I will

I hit him up body bag, zip him up
'til the coroner pick him up
You the victim but just admit it, I'm dope
Bitch I'm the GOAT
Now spit that stupid shit

they were
Recording with Jesse Cannon

I loved that shit

And Steel Train
That's Jack Antonoff's band
They were already
On Drive-Thru

And my first time

a friend, I want a million bucks
(Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas move they hands 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this

"fuck fuck shit fuck!"
That's the kind of words you
Should be using at home, kids
Mark: That's right tom: What do we do now?
Mark: I want everyone to call

saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I'm

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

braggin' on the shit
That you hadto a nigga that got it now
You outta bounds, livin' off ya man name
Like you popped a Ruger
Knowin' damn well you Ben

Ah, The Butcher comin', nigga
Ay yo Harry you crazy for this shit
(La música de Harry Fraud) (bah)

In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name

the fuck up
Brass knuckles and my knife:
Now tell me wassup

I made it to a half a mansion
Shit I thought I made it
Hood bitches on a nigga, yeah all

Yeah, let me talk my shit
Stayed down now young nigga really got that bag, lemme talk my shit
Stayed down now young nigga really got that bag, Yeah

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

a vaccine now but I still ain't takin' it (God)
We all saw that nurse who passed out from that shit
Live on TV, miss me with that funny shit
I don't trust

Yea Yea Yea
One in the head and it's right by my side
You gon talk right bout my side (Xperience)
Or Ima get right with this nine (Period)
Whether

this shit wooo
Hundred bands, I just do my money dance payment in advance
I’m the man, always wanted to be great so imma do it if I can
I’m the man,

Talk less, work more
50 bands at the store
Aye yo I like that shit, I’m finna run it
Talk less, work more
50 bands at the store
Now I got cars galore

jus walk like a threat
That bitch got hit right by a bus can't wait to see which one next
I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check
I get bands

brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise

sounds fucking
Better than a ditch
Spread more shit than a snitch spit
More shit than an asshole
I'm a mystery in black and
White the brass ball