Lyrics:
Big Wok man, you already know it man
By this time you already know it, that's for damn sure
We can't really talk if you been sippin' on the Kermit,
they notorious
With them big poppas, better move before they pop ya
No use in being idle if you care for your survival
For it's liable to put you in
Now she big mad, big pouting
Big holla, mouth wide open
I bust a shot hit her tonsil
Hey
I bust a shot hit her tonsil james harden
James harden how I
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge
Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college
And hit me on the phone, hit me up
Like
Hello, I'm back like a bad habit
Ammo, my words hit like they're bullets
No-show, is what you are when it comes to it
I know, we're the best here so
really did that
Perplexed by the mismatch?
Y'all pussies better step back
Fuck what you do and what you've done
Big talk gets a bloodbath
Knock knock, who
Proud, who gon' fuck with us now?
Coward, whole lot more by the hour
Power, well you can butter me up
Cause when the heat hits it'll scorch us
Old golden
my
Concrete jungle
Writing
Ghetto love stories
And I'm all about my ticket
Ice hockey my neck do kick it
Notorious in my prime
The sky's just not my
been the one that's chose
Had to build it brick by brick, just like I work at lowes
Really got million dollar dreams, talking big goals
Really trust frío
oven
I flame broil suckers and hit 'em with some more shit
The raw shit. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen
Take a big piece of chalk
niggas like, rest in peace, Notorious BIG,
Nigga
Relay
Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin' the
Baddest when I rhyme/
To those leading revolutions
Skitcha’s gunna’s music
Ammunition can be found in decisions made
Fired shots can hit targets from light-years away
Far from
Notorious everything I do is B.I.G
And that's why everywhere I go it's all eyes on me
But I want you by my side
Be my ride or die
But don't shed tears I ain't
up, got him hit
Loose bowels, leakin' by his gallbladder (huh)
Ain't no limit to these soldiers, in the Nolia
They don't know ya
R.I.P. my nigga, Soulja
And bro, I'm like so, I'm so like, I'm so like
Lookin' forward to your album
I'm so, cause I sow how hard you worked for this album
I'm like so,
So excited
shoans
I can tell by your cape
Sometimes I feel like I need escape
From the drugs
From myself
And from all of the hate
I hit the gas
And I contemplate
I
Love it when the plug hits me with new flavours
Shake my head like oh man
Gassed by no gang
I roll around on my own I'm my own man
They like to stunt
Sponsored by soap and folgers
More dope than baking soda
Gotta couple beats in the stash
Coming from the seeds of the past
Never been appeased by the flash
I
Sex, I'm takin no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe, a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin ain't easy but it's
of the instrumental
2020, I hit the bigger doubles, Full Circle living, so I hit the bigger hustles
Big by design, but I shine on the front line
Born for my destiny,
wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-
I'm the greatest
So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (What?)
Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (Haha)
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
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