Lyrics:
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded 9/11/2001
The day the World Trade Center blows up
Shit is real, son
Shit hit home, kid,
again
Ready to die
I was born fucking to sin
Living after death
When I smoke this fucking zip
Legends never die
That's word to fucking Bigs
Bitch I'm so
of your man eye
Not to mention he can't help it because I'm fly
The plan is
I stroll by
Big bubble Chanel shades with diamond tips
Get up close
Intro
KLX! A could a wah gwaan now
Tell bout dem these days yah enuh
Chorus
These r the days
We try to do the right and free the brain
Memories live
[Instrumental intro]
[Verse 1]
When I was just a little child,
Running free and running wild,
The world was big, my heart was light,
We'd play
born just to win
Could never lose so I’m winning again nigga
I’m winning I’m winning I’m winning again
Minute by minute I’m meeting the ends
By
by my own creations , I cannot cope with life
The truth you think you know so well - it's just a big lie
You live to fear, you lay yourself to rest
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, why'all want to do a track wit us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club.
What you
* unedited lyrics; The PJ's soundtrack is clean
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
All I see is drug deals, big wheels and feinds,
But any way they took East Atlanta back,(?)
Throw Atlanta Down,
Turned little Vietnam to a white
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
Intro: Oh Oh yeah Delly must’ve did this beat Westbank where you at let me get the hand clap oh yeah... come on let’s get it
Hook:
Big dog , Big
bad, Michael Jackson
Born sinner, you know how the line goes
Sardines with the wrath of God
This is mind blown that's a big deal
Rebel against the God
my lock in a sock
Beat the fucker down the cell block
Five C.O.s to me to the hole
One said, "Knowledge born (we're in control)"
It's the real
believe it
I'll take a second and yes
I'll never ask you again
Go your direction
And know I hope to see you again
There's such a big wall to climb
There's
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
[intro]
hi my firend we meet again....
now we will learn alphabet
(Verse 1)
A, let's start with A, it's the first in line
B, next comes B, like
from red, catch dead
Big born is on take the uniform, we perform
Shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn
Fuck a you Conn, you been warned,
Intro:
Yooo
This beat gonn be more fire than two fireworks fucking in a steakhouse you watch
Hah
Alright lets get into this
Verse 1: Big Poo
It’s
by the winners, father!
(Traitor! Rejected! Outcast! Fallen!)
I was Born to Shine, I am a warrior of honor!
(Conceited! Selfish! Ungrateful! Liar!)
I
[Intro]
It's the return of a living legend mayne; I done did it once
And you ain't never seen nobody do it again huh?
You gotta love it, cause it's
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