Lyrics:
clear up
Gyal yuh ting come proper
Mi have di ting dat mek her spin like chopper
Notorious she call me big poppa
She want fi deal wid di steel
the cabbage patch and im coughing as I'm laughing see that kale'll have me hacking like anonymous
Notorious- big poppa shit
I'm pretty sure what's happening is
keep doing it proper
No weapon formed shall prosper
Cuz I got faith in my poppa
My guru, my savior, my doctor
Shouts to the father for blessing me
Know
mouth"
Chiggie check microphone, check one
(Chiggie check) microphone, check two
(Chiggie check) microphone, check three
Check game from the notorious
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
it
Or get dealt with, I’ll break you off proper
You ready to die, huh? Too much Big Poppa
Easy – nigga chill or get laid out
I’ll put a hole in you
off ya whole spot
Let a clip off and more shots
Niggas love Big Poppa, they wish Big around
Cuz I don't let them eat I
Lay my muscle game down
Imagine
was narrated by Morgan Freeman
One step of the plan done now we need a reason
To leave with all the cash in hand and be a free man
We're the most
B.I.G
Big Boss you feel me same shit
Mo money mo problems
Tell me how Im gone solve it
To get right here I done made some sacrifices
Hate it
Poppa and our baby girl
That was our whole world, yo (still here)
This is for our fallen stars
Inspired by the poets, revolutionaries
And activists from
trust a shank, when I cheffed up-, bent
I know this hammer ain't no jammer
But I still don't trust this skeng (big beretta, big berretta)
I don't even
Chiggidy-check, microphone check one
Chiggidy-check, microphone check two
Chiggidy-check, microphone check three
Check game from the notorious
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play
Four days flew by like a drunk Friday night
As the summer drew
leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play
The four days flew by like a drunk Friday night
As the summer
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader, is furious at 2Pac,
Excuse me, Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep
Notorious
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
name to cheater
I don't like it when you call me big poppa
From south central and I hate helicopters
If we at school I'll break in your locker
See me
notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll let you see when it's only us
When you sunbathe and it's glorious too too big I'm notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll
neat
Mental stroke money and heart broke
Parents getting old couldn’t cut throat
lit j old way a notorious play
Old school lazy terror A big day
Vibe
to Bangkok
So I can get money between raindrops
And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week
And get so much pussy I can't sleep
Poppa was a rollin' stone
Never
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