Lyrics:
I keep the big choppas
No disrespect
Niggas killed big poppa
The williams sista
Ro9meo from steve harvey
Got the drop
Get the drop no please sorry
Got
she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track
Used to be fat now weighs less than a Tic-Tac
Now what's that say about, this big epidemic
This
(Base control, base control, this is Mobile 5, we have a possible ID on Big Poppa Requesting orders?)
(Mobile 5, this is Base Control. Lock on all
a mustang like a pony call me geniuine
How many flos you got shit nigga many kinds
I can't decide if you on my side or fibbing type
Call me big poppa I got
and her mouth game Proper
Love It when she call me big poppa
Dont be trippin' when i'm with my patnas
And whenever i call her she picks up
Supa bad and her
pick Bob's up
Missin' Mac and Big, the Poppa Jigga, just the power
Missin' Mac and Big, the Poppa Jigga, just the power
No sleep, gettin' to my bag, I'm
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
for '98 word's for fucking with dank you motherfuckers man
(Prep)
I don't know nigga I don't know
How you was able to write fuckin with dank smoking
Haha, oh yeah[00:04.45]This that shit that they ain't ready for[00:06.54]Haha, 7.30 in the mornin[00:08.67]Big domain flow, man[00:10.74]Whole lotta,
Shit make me wanna rap about a bankroll
If I did the thing you never see the case close
Criss cross big boss takin ankles
He was pleadin I'm just
'94, Big Poppa and Diddy
And niggas counted me out like my accountant ain't busy
That's five milli' in twenties, sit up and count 'til I'm dizzy
Name a rapper that can channel Big Poppa and push out Papa Bear
Ho, I'm mother of the year
Every summer I come out to walk, bitches
Make 'em
ridin or you dyin cause we swingin iron
Lox and Poppa, turning niggaz into Jim Hoffa
Who gon stop us, it's your last joint double copper
You gettin money
Ghetto bird word
'Cause I keep the big choppas
No disrespect
Niggas killed big poppa
The Williams sista
Romeo from Steve Harvey
Got the drop
Get
you we gon hunt you till the last guy
98 percent because I'm hunting in the night sky
Don't you get me started by talking bout the schematics
I be by
1-9 she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose
Now I'm in the fast lane going 98
By now
and slipped they clips in quick
One chick named Nick thought she was the shit
Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry
Minutes before I drop her, the bloaw,
shit
From 98 to 99 to 2006 i run wit Big Tymers
Paper Chasers and Rap Rhymers
Big Tymers, 100 Thousand Dollars Car Driver
Rim Shiners, Fuck gettin my
Then the big Dogg got snatched by the cops
No longer will Dogg be
Given ya muthafuckin' props
I'm grown now, on my own now
Not my daddy but pop goes
say the big bad wolf don't play no games
It's the New No Limit, see the platinum chains
(Soldier rags, throw 'em up, little soldiers, get buck)
(From
that made my man blood spill
An eye for an eye you know my science of life
Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly type
I kick the 98 shit for your
they say "Poppa, very"
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now everybody Big Willie
Done did it, come with it
Get your head splitted
the mire
You looking at one of the Vivid Kind alumni
You should know these type of rhythms are hard to come by
Acoustic panels bounce vibrations like
36's on 55, I got money to get
It's the I'll na na wit' the Big Momma
Now I'm the Big Poppa,I mean a Big Dada
I used to make my money husting'
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