Lyrics:
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
During this tour as we open the Door cerebral dysmorphia took it's Course cut the head Off look at the Source it's unfortunately amoral
But nothing
Big B ain't gone stop fa shit
Afta i rob em
From head to da toe
Popin' his life down
It's his time da go
That's inna what up
And if you didn't know
heaven alive like Elijah.
Money in borndage Ego di-no Ogwu(OkaririOgwu)
God understands the world full of notorious living beings who use people like
notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll let you see when it's only us
When you sunbathe and it's glorious too too big I'm notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll
Product Notorious BIG meets Socrates
Runaway slave long time ago days
Found a crown like the blade that made ex caliber say
I am king God within climbed out
it's over
Played you like a controller
Though you knew me by now
Well you don't I'm really bipolar
The world can't hold me down
I've got too much
in his stories
Young boy dig it BIG
Became notorious for it
The liquor is cold
Women are gorgeous
My dreams were enormous
Now my goods are imported
poker face dawg
You won't believe what I've got on the cards
Less chat more bars
Tryna hold wood bend her over the chest of drawers
Freaky gal she wanna
Tameka, Shay, Alisha and Gloria
Chasing this broad tryna find euphoria
Name notorious, dick game glorious
Find me shorty when your boyfriend boring ya
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me?"
not stranger to the trigga
Talkin' I'll kidnap ya momma
If it's really 'bout that drama
All I rock is that designer
Gucci, Louis, Fendi
Prada big bro dj
understand
Cause guess what
Y'all hold y'all nuts (This shit Campbellton man)
Ya'll hold y'all pussies
This shit Campbellton for life
Ben Hill for life
Big
on an breakin' me off by the end of the night
You can ride with me
Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans
Ain't tryin' to make a love scene
Truly I just want you
You hittin' this nigga, how that sound?"
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
That's my Neneh Cherry shit,
You hittin' this nigga, how that sound?"
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
That's my Neneh Cherry shit,
Hold it! Yeah, uh! uh! some more
I said ain't nothing but tutti fruity
Get on the floor if ya got that booty
Shake what ya momma gave ya, shake what
Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader, is furious at 2Pac,
Excuse me, Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep
Notorious
motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die)
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin' whatever it took from snatchin' chains to pocketbooks
A big bad
motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die)
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin' whatever it took from snatchin' chains to pocketbooks
A big bad
infrared's on ya head
And they ride wit' you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki', slice the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
Of The Notorious BIG and the Junior MAFIA
Jealous niggas recognize
Freak bitches fantasize
haters wanna hope on ya wave as soon they think u straight
Feeling like the notorious b.i.g aint no debate
No second chances all over life got me feeling
hear bare claps like a mustard hit
Fake love want it all
I’m self-employed but on call
Ya, ya
Even June that snow fall
Heads call and take it all
Ya, ya
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