Lyrics:
I'm the motherfucking man and don't let nobody tell you different
I'm Big time, big time (Oh)
Big time, big time (That's what they call me)
Big time,
violente he just like to kill
I'm different from nigga you know what the deal
Stay beating these nigga you what the deal
Grinding my nigga you what it is
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
background, my beef is certified
Break bread with killers say breads would murder guys, thats whats up
[Chorus:]
Big Gee, (Big Gee) Zone 3,
(Zone 3) Straight
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
a plan by her eldest aunt and her father to kill her; She was driving herself and a few miles for the company a big trucked rammed into her car; her car
sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherfucker to what I
Notorious everything I do is B.I.G
And that's why everywhere I go it's all eyes on me
But I want you by my side
Be my ride or die
But don't shed tears I ain't
Show you what’s real give you something to feel
All the homies know the deal, mami what’s the deal!?
This be that raw, be that uncut, that purified real
what? Leave that nigga sleepy
On the strength of you, that's your kid's daddy
I ain't gon' send him on his way, put him up in that big Caddy
But let
it's not a big deal
But I haven't felt this way in a long time
So stay for the night
Let's just enjoy the vibe
With you by my ( side )
Don't know if love
bullet holes is what he feels
If he bleeding through his vest then his cap get peeled
If you ain't talking money promise you there's no deal
I can hit him
a big mistake
Why is Dan quitting the gym?
It’s been three years and we’ve hardly seen him
He’s looking sluggish, he’s looking fat
What’s the deal with
ice, you walk by, you get a wind chill (ice, ice)
Yeah, they call me Big Foog, you know I do a big drill (mob)
I ain't do a drive-by, bitch, I did
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
this it'll be a flipside
Tell what you did, someone trying to spin off like some circus
You ever have big dreams of makin' big cream?
Big shot,
I had to step up wave
I had to change my ways
I was locked in a cage
I had to break out them chains
Im gettin high off good drugs
I ont wanna deal
I bet my girlfriend wheels to your deal
Fucker what’s really good, man?
I put my chain next to ya house
And I bet I leave out wit ya spouse
It’s that
fuck with realers
No need to dey long thing cauz they know what the deal is
Big ups to my niggas who are really chasing milli auhn
Baby come in let me
blunt wraps and has a murky
Claustrophobic atmosphere
Like what I imagine it must
Feel like to be aboard a submarine, albeit
One with a bar stocked with
the right place
And if your mind ain't right sugar
Then you need to get up outta my face
So what's the deal?
Cant' ya see how a nigga feel?
And let me
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
and I still ate it
Let me know why I'm standin' for you, that what she sayin'
Twisted off of brown bombers, can't feel my legs
I heard he was
.jpg/300px-Guttermouth(by_Scott_Dudelson).jpg "Guttermouth")
Discuss these whats the big deal by guttermouth Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In