Lyrics:
Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga
(Eww!)
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) Skritin' on twenty-two's
twenty-five for this
seizure done, I run wit' Outlaw Warriorz
tryin' ta B-I-G, just not Notorious
frost the brick to get you niggas off the dick
gotta chain out
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
steering
Wanna go big like ed but see money wise l'm not Sheeran
Wanna go B.I.G like the notorious
Like Ariana Grande wont stop till I'm victorious
principle Gang, is gettin bigger
Sayin peace to the Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas
[Chorus]
[Biggie Smalls/Notorious B.I.G.]
I bring drama like ya
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
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
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
a AK and pop you in ya funny bone
Laugh now, die later, motherfucker
You's a bitch like Zeta Phi Beta, motherfucker, uh
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
a song
So I start to sing along in my head
And then I think about the role I'm playing and whistle instead
I have my hand on my holster as I walk up
Expect you'll be mediocre for their convenience
Hold their praise like clutched pearls, cause no one's seen ya
But word spreads anyway
I turn heads when I
we gone let him hang
Niggas spreading lies
Like it's big facts
I don't got no time
For no chit chat
I don't pillow talk
Better dead that
I been in ya
throbbin from the head noddin
And we about puttin you out for the count like mic check,
You ain't gonna get Certified respect
So hide your decks, ya mics I
Kevin Gates, we gon' hold it down, ya heard me?
This how we comin'
From my head to my toes clean
From my head to my toes clean
From my head to my
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
Yeah, you know I had to get
Bad Boy up on this piece
You know I had to get Bad
Boy up on this piece!
Big shot to my man Puff Daddy, Notorious BIG
One
wanna know the sauce then come follow the leader
You know imma teacher I'll teach ya
Fuck putting it in a bag imma roll it in a rubber band
I ain't gon
[Intro 1: The Notorious B.I.G. (Dude)]
(Yo Bigs man, what's wrong man? You look like you got problems, man!)
Ayo man!
Pssh, man...
It's this fuckin'
charge these niggas down like my phone
It ain't got no charge
Call you young boys tooty fruities
Y'all is not hard hold on
I don't think I wanna say it
[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]
Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja
Sensimilla, can I feel ya
All I wanna do is touch ya
The ultimate rush, you're drugs
to be a winner, trophy winner (number one)
Get to hold your head up, high up
Run, run, run, run
Let's see you run
We'll be betting by the starting
& jewelry
Heard i was notorious
Blame it on all of this drip
You can blame all of this swag
Hold me accountable count on myself
I got no problems w that
Spit yo game I talk my shit
Back it up with notorious facts
Even if y'all turn y'all backs
You niggas can't hold me back
I am this I am that
Triple
get screws in my head now I'm about to lose it
What you gon be is in your hands so choose it
Too late to back down now dreams too big
Even me i
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