Lyrics:
up for me, roll that shit big
While I reveal the story of a wild street kid
Cock your seat back, relax, while I spit
The spittin' image of how I live
we gun them down
Cut em down to the floor, nah, nah, nah
Don't fuck around, the tre pound
Thats 6 rounds for the raw, nah, nah, nah
We on the trip,
no breaks, trick and get it real fast"
One of you niggaz gon' feel these bullets
Six cannons, loaded, cock and pull it
West gang, ridin' out, that's
just can't leave it alone
I be the T.O.P aiite!
I represent the Big Bang big thangs feel me I bring 'em like
Down and dirty you heard me it's straight
regulate the turf I stomp on
Everytime I see some I grabs me gun
Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from
Boom boom bang on I bust back,
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered
Boy where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved
By
we run your ass down
Underground how I came out
Any nigga try to stop me, let it hang out, let it bang, let it rain out
Yo soy el dios, you adiós
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
breakin' out
'Cause you know, they know what's up
So we started lookin' for the bitches with the big butts
Like her, but she keep cryin'
"I got
to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat/now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat/and me,
with the sweeper
Cause I'm my brothers keeper
The Grim Reaper holdin' with nothin' but big batters
And big heaters
Blow ya three times leave a mark like
Gilgamesh, I'm fresh
Ready check, big flex
Parse is cracked, that's facts
Yoshi-P, he's my dad
Gilgamesh, I'm fresh
Ready check, big flex
Parse is cracked,
back to benny row
Bitches in my kitchen with the semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap and his body
getters, no bullshitters
Got ten lil niggas and they all hitters
Make some buddy tell them strippers
We the big tippers
Whole clique full of stars
We the big
Verse 6-(Eightball)
Who is it? Big Ball payin a visit,
don't miss my exhibit, nigga I'm about to rip it, apart,
startin wit yo heart, we ain't
to be
Perfect, disciples, when its survival told by the double edged sword triple,
Six rivals spittin' fire this the real truth bitch, breaking down for
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
Biggie's Talking intro
Repeat 6x
Mafioso
Little Ceas:
How you figure that your team can affect my cream
Gold and platinum. Black since I stepped
pushin bubble stealin
P-p-p-pow show me murder ima show thee the cause
That PCP be havin me I'm breakin laws in my drawers
P-p-p-pow boogie woogie bang
a tree, now we hang behind the rope, we V.I.p
We do it B.I.g
Ain't no need to see I.D
The entire scenery shrouded in mystery
Clouded with greenery
Six
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
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