Lyrics:
America isn't now let's get it
You can't run you can't hide
Wanna live come inside
You can't see witcha eyes
What I see with my mind
You can't run you
Chorus:
She get tricked off,
Itchin for that Gitchey gitchey ya ya
He gon trick off (he gon spend it)
Big dog status
cin't no secret,
I'm a made
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
Mm
Keep that goin'
Oh yeah
It's Chukavelli man
I don't need much
Just a good beat and a nice hook
Just let me roll witcha
Let me go getcha
Let me be
[Notorious B.I.G.]
What? Uhh, what?
Uhh, uhh, what? Uhh
Ninety-seven ?caddi lawn?
What, what, uhh
I creep deep with killers without million dollar figures
'm a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can
(Chours X2)You a fuck nigga i cant fuck witcha i can trust niggas know whats up witcha im on a whole another level stay rushing no time on my
Ah fuck, there he go again
Talkin' 'bout hoes and dough again
Yup, can't hold it in
I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend
But, back when I was
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
Can't make this shit up
Notorious B I G
A big ass fuss
Topic of discussion
Everybody knw bout us
I just came to fuck shit up
Y'all know me be lit asf
Lit
fade with
Fate nigga
We can't get along I ain't safe witcha
Bitch
I don't care who he is
I don't care who she is
Big talker
Big talker
Big talker
Big
Number 1 rule keep it real witcha self my nigga everything comes after
Live and die by the code lil nigga same story but its a new chapter
Every
And it get harder then the more I'm clutch
If you put hate inside the circle then just know when I'm ahead of you
I'll really make you form to dust
You can
to do it for me playa?)
Then maybe I can hook up witcha later
Babe girl you now rockin' with strength
Infamous Thugs it's nuttin' to slug
Anyone,
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn
Notorious is glorious in the sack
Hit skins from the back
Put my thumb up in the ass crack
Brooklyn freaky nigga with the most stuff
I’m Jesus pops,
Yeah
How much
Do you need
Ima boss
I can ball
With ease
Put on the scale
Weigh up
Bag it
Then leave
Ima foo wit
The paper
Keep it B.I.G
Niggah wanna
dum da na na dum da dum
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du!
Newsbreak
The notorious Just Ice has just gunned down
One man up in The Bronx
News later
beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for
-- all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Niggaz in my faction don't like askin questions
G's wit'cha,
She said "You five oh bitch, you lyin', you ran that shit on my sister",
I need a place where I can whisper, let's go holla outside,
hate to see you frown
Its challenging loving you but I am not backing down
You see together, we can weather the storm
Get thru any obstacles, no matter
won't stop
uh huh
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you that we won't stop
Check it out
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Je-sus the notorious
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
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