Lyrics:
shots" -> Notorious B.I.G.
"Take that motherfuckers!" -> Ice Cube
Richochet, ricochet..
Ricochet..
.. "Called the cops, said they heard mad shots" ->
like Notorious in his prime
I'm hitting hard, like a crackhead with the white line
I'm hitting hard, fuck a punchline
I play my part, king of Slovak rap
Pour two shots for loss Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
(Buswacka Remix)
06 - Bobalino - This Is The Way (feat. Mjölk)
07 - Future Funk Squad with GUcU - The Way
08 - Tsunami One & BT - Hip Hop Phenomenon (Bassbin
your cup
If worse come to worse keep this on the hush, uhh
Hook: Notorious B.I.G.
I know you seen me on the video (true)
I know you heard me
a nigga would respond I'll put all your so-called best to shame
We notorious for murdering mics, 2 me it's no Biggie
And ain't no Lazy niggas around here
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh.. UHH
Yeah..
Uhh.. uhh..
Uh! Yeah.. yeah..
Uhh..
I'm on..
Fuck em.. yeah, uhh..
With my hands gripped.. praise the Lord shit
make (And another one) the same mistake
No more thinkin' bout what you do
There's no more me runnin' back to you
[Chorus]
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Some say
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set up
Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat
We make it clap
We make it clap
(Huh) yeah, yeah, yeah
(Flipmode) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes)
Sean-a-paul (Sean Paul)
One more time (ha) kill
Having that shit, I might buy her a booty
PESO notorious, I just need a Coogi
Swear I'm a hot boy, I should rap with Juvie
Cape Verdean honey stay in
Yah
Yea yea yea yeah
PG
Moonshot
Remix
Prince dreezy
Pull up with a big spliff
I Hit the weed like dreezy hit beats
Ain't talking bout sleep when i
baby)
She the queen, came right back
Listen to me, yeah, yeah (yeah)
(Oh, remix) yeah, man
Now, baby girl, there ain't nothin' more that I can say
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
they say is true
We the baddest crew
I'm far from broke
So why should I be mad at you?
[Notorious BIG] (Puff Daddy)
Uh, uh
Pardon my French but uh
i love the dough, more than you know'
gotta let it show, i love the dough, hey
verse three: jay z and notorious b.i.g.
miracu-lous, pockets stay full
Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me
she like my homie (let's go)
I'm King Tut with my gold chain (gold chain)
My partner with me, he the dope mane (yeah)
Straight gas, nigga, that BP
(Notorious B.I.G.)
What, what, what, the rings and things you speak about
bring em out, it's hard to yell with my bat round
in your mouth, its more
horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
Sex, I'm takin' no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe,
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
gettin' low
With my bright skin shawty, call her light show
She like Reese I'm tryna light that
Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack
It's big
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