Lyrics:
still send shots
Heard a nigga running down he gon' lay by the chalk
Bitch, me and Sirok finna pour that 'Roc
I ain't talking bout Diddy, Bad Boys
the dashboard
I'm the notorious four I do it big and I'm a bad boy
Back then was running from twelve and jumping fences it was bad boy
We headed to them riches
might run non-stop, but you aint running off
I’m that big boss nigga; i’m the big boss hog
So put respect on my name ‘cause I can’t get knocked off
Go ahead and ask your questions 'cause I'll tell you this right now, I'm not gonna flinch, twitch and roll away like my other political opponents,
shut your mouth, you better shut it now
You better stand down, before I put you down
You better shut your mouth, you better shut it now
You better shut
waste time
And yes you can be replaced
I'm better by myself
Y'all niggas is mad whack
Frequency got the room air dirty, uh
Big mouth
Big claims
Big sway
in Los Angeles,
Notorious B.I.G. was gunned down and pronouced dead at 1:15 this morning.
As a result of the ongoing feud between East and West
rink on
As far as your mouth goes you
Need to put a pint on
'Cause all I hear is run, run
Running like the sink on damn
Can we get much higher? Yes we
standing over there
Like you don't know what it's all about
I can tell by your eyes that you been telling lies big mouth
News is out all over town Big
running away with the game
It's 'cause I am, don't speculate, spectate
All I got is d- for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady
a bridge
Got em'reminiscing to N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S
you just lay down slow
I blaze out in the six while letting the fifth go
I think "Big" as if I was wanted
a clown
I just wanna go with the cloud
You just wanna go with the clout
You talk big
What about
Boy shut up watch your mouth uh
I just wanna go with
You notorious for talking big shit
Let's see if you ready to die
Cause all my niggas homicide
And all my niggas 7:30
And all my niggas be obliged
So
to the south
Yeah, running that paper while you just running your mouth
Yeah, getting that paper
Imma big boss, big boss real nigga
Running that paper Im run
running that paper while you just running your mouth
Yeah, getting that paper
Imma big boss, big boss real nigga
Running that paper Im run an advance
the one he always bragging 'bout
In my city call me legend keep my name up out your mouth, gah damn
It's been a journey yes it has it's been a ride
Been
running like a slave when the whips is out
Big money got me laughing like shit funny
If he gonna stop me then he better pull the trigger now
Yes, yes, my
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hall, the room with jokeros
That's where you get beat by seventeen wicked clowns
know? your number came up
You can't go on running like this forever."
Ethell shook her twigs angrily, but studebaker hoch, un-ferturbed, continued
You tell me that I'm not your type
But you want me by your side
Baby girl make up your mind
I wanna be yours do you wanna be mine
You tell me that I'm
back, just shut
Your mouth
Shut your mouth, turn it around,
Shake a little bit, drop down to the ground
Most of the time, don't stop or pound,
blessed my mama Alice
October Ninth man your boy's popping
Guya in His grace drippin'
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
I've got faith not Notorious
to the floor,
put a gun in your mouth, blow your brains out all over the wall,
cause we all want this respect, dont disrespect us,
it's like we all gotta prove
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