Lyrics:
In a tinted black Benz with the seat low
Yeah, we've got the same whip
But are you a speed demon like me? No
East boy, South, filled E up
I be
players and pimps
Shame on a nigga I run game on a bitch
[Chorus]
Niggas be talking shit like they got the gift
Trying to keep up with the Jones's
Dynasty, it be a world premier
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law that's car chasin'
You star gazing, the force y'all facin' is the
R-to the, double
double u double u E for me
Help for me god oh my god it's a same
But how can a rat office entered the game
Ready for aim, give me some name
Im shoting my
with a drink about how I'm gonna win
I'm the C-to-the-O, double-M-O-N
I sit and think with a drink
Do you want to be a emcee? Or do you want
Suddenly through the door was three men in suits
They said hey sweet mama who are you
I said im ice cream tee and who may you be
I'm brother charles brother
somethin like fencin
Dangerous, it keep you in suspense
And you have to be cool, and plus have stamina
Cause if you don't, I'm gonna end up stabbin ya
In
Double-R's my, life
And when shit just, ain't, lookin' good
I'm a make it be, all right
It don't matter what I go through
Double-R's my, life
And when
for this is my ticket to the Edmonton 5000, which will be given up for you.
UNCLE WALTER:
In a similar way, when their allotted time in the racquetball
a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all
The B-I-G D-A-double D-Y K-A-N-E
Dramatic, Asiatic, not like many
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
'Cause they can't hang, word to the mother
back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (woo, huh)
paid
I've got olders telling me forget the beef ting no Double you should go and get paid
I be on a wave even though I can't take it to the grave I
my wrestling fam
That's Doc Lesnar, Cam Archer
Kwency Jones and Mega Ran
I'm fresh off of my wedding man
See true love is a rare thing
So I walked in
surely are a tailor, being stuck in the closet, how charming
You're an old hag and a lesser wack crook who feeds off bigotry (Bigotry!)
For Little Old
fall apart like
It’s made of Formica
You think you’re nice but I’m nicer
Like Ras Kass, Punisher
And KRS in a gene splicer
Fuck a Bentley I’ll run you
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
don't let them bitches lay up on ya
You know you really wanna be rollin instead
Hey there some niggas out here tryin to put a hole in yo head
Hey and sold
the streets with my thugs
Cuz ain't no square in my blood
Making love with a thug we be fuckin shit up huh
B I G W I Double L I E B A N Z
Sure you wanna roll
the role of an assassin
The K to the R to the A to the Y
To the Z to the I to the E
And steppin' with Layzie Bone
Also the B-I-double Z's up in the house
So
don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O double-G-Y D-O double-G
Real G's who drop ki's, protect these N-U-T's, so
don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by the D-O double-G-Y D-O double-G
Real G's who drop ki's, protect these N-U-T's, so
The B-I-G D-A-double D-Y K-A-N-E
Dramatic, Asiatic, not like many
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
'Cause they can't hang, word to the mother
that was tryin to make cake
Now you gotta gun all up in ya face
All of a sudden found god like run and mase
Thought it be fun to front on tape
Now you
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