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The Notorious B.I.G.

Christopher George Latore Wallace (May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997), best known as The Notorious B.I.G., was an American rapper / Hip-Hop artist. He was also known as Biggie Smalls (after a character in the 1975 film Let's Do It Again) and Frank White (after the main character of the 1990 film King of New York). more »

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2007

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Okay, I'm reloaded! 
You motherfuckers, think you big time? 
Fucking with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"! 

Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey yo

Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witcha

Hit ya, back split ya
F*ck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
F*ck a tussle, nickel-plated 
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it

Can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me 
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli 
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathing soft on him 
What's ya name?

Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Trying to push 700's, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo Stix (Who?)
Motherfucker!

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, going out for all
Marcy, that's right, you don't stop
Bed-Stuy, you won't stop, nigga!

What, what, what?
Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
(Jigga) Jay-Z

And Bigga baby!
My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
F*ck three wishes, made my road to riches
From 62's, gem stars, my moms dishes
Gram chopping, police van docking
D's at my doors knocking

What?  Keep rocking
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit 
The f*ck back with them pistols, blazing
Hot like Cajun
Hotter than even holding work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside
Get up outta there, f*ck your ride

Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank Wright
Leave the keys to your In-tegra (That's right)
Chill homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
You're holding more drugs than a pharmacy, you ain't harmin me
So pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze the place 
And here's six shots just in case
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin out to all
(Crown Heights) You don't stop
(Brownsville) You won't stop, nigga!
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Hah hah!  Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where we from?) Brooklyn going out to all
(Bushwick) You don't stop
(Fort Greene) You won't stop, niggas!

Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone!

Me and Gutter had two spots
The two for five dollar hits, the blue tops
Gotta go, Coolio mean it's getting "Too Hot"
If Faith had twins, she'd probably have 2Pac's
Get it? Tu-pac's

Time to separate the pros from the cons
The platinum from the bronze
That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz
A S1 diamond from a eye class don
A Cham' Dom' sipper from a Rosay nigga, huh?!
Brook-Nam, sipping on 

Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather
The M.A.F.I.A. keep canons in they Marc Buchanans
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow, tossing ya
Mad slugs through your Nautica, I'm warning ya
(Hah, what the f*ck?)

Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn going out to all
(Flatbush) You don't stop
(Red hook) You won't stop, nigga!
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn going out to all
(East New York) You don't stop
(Clinton Hill) You won't stop, nigga!
"Is Brooklyn in the house?"

Roc-A-Fella, y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A. 
Superbad click, Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this 
Represeting BK to the fullest

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