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Bitch, uh-huh, bitch, uh-huh
Presidential Steppin fuck a budget, I'll blew 20 racks
Nigga, fuck them pigs and them guns, we'll blow through that
Your

You could run you could hide
You could scream you could fight
At the end of the night you
Still gon' lose your life
By the hands of a maniac no

by my wrist I gave the pot whoopings
You ain't bout no gun action stop woofing
N***as shoot diss tracks we shot bullets
Made 5K on the corner

get
Then you can see me flyin in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our grica down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black tears
Niggaz under

Last Day

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black tears
Niggas under the stairs

Last Day

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black tears
Niggas under the stairs

got one name in my will
Shields
On my spine, strong as Neil on my grind
Bitch I'm years from my time, but still feel I'm behind
Steel on my side, wheels

the remaining band members
Including Hayley we want to thank you guys
For all of your love
And support over the past 7 years it’s been
An honor creating

bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California
It gets annoying,

robins some new ones prolly go cop me a new gun
You talk about murders and robbings won't shoot
None you really bout it than shoot some
Boy you a bitch

the Victor hand me my medal
20 years and I'm stuck in time
Repeating the same old damn crime
Over and over writing the same rhyme
By now I should get with

him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics

open 24/7, bitch we don't close
Graveyard
No gloves on, my hands was so cold
Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
Black tape,

gone kill bout me
For the love of that money i was missing meals bout it
We hit the club off that drank that bitch be real crowded
24/7 no days off

years old I had them knuckles
I don't wanna fight
I got a gun and you in trouble
Graveyard not a day job
This is not a shovel
This a race Car
I'm a take

eye with my two fists
Might clutch on the rug' clip, I been true to this
Amok for 7 years, get the business booming
Now pass it down to my kids

Trust in my ootah that be rockin chrome
I'm throwin a 4 by my lone
Bitch I'm 4L and that shit set in stone
Tyin her up indiana jones
That bitch is thick

face
Or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back
And that Prada on my feet i trap trap 365 24
7 hater I be on my grind
You know I'm 'bout my paper no

Phantom records in this bitch, hoe
Fuck you mean
Yall know what the fuck going on
It's the Legend G Seven

And that boy pella the mother fucking goat

ass days bro
Sure we was broke but we was be	-be	 guns havin' hella fun on natural dough
When you started to smoke that's when you changed
The weed

right by the gun

And I don't like to talk man you people get me nervous
Since I was fourteen you know I found my purpose
And when they draw the curtains

Can't wait till the day I'ma rich nigga
Broke boy but I was still a bitch getter
Turn the lights on now watch the wrist flicker
Slept on me cause I

to fuck
I just double cup that's 200 an up
Pouring Sprite in this bitch we don't drink 7up
Backwood full of Runts I ain't been broke in months
I got mines

a tutor
I'm a boss, I'm in charge like a ruler
And bitch I'm 7-4 until I go like Larry Hoover

Don't show no opps no favoritism, I shoot at every opp
If