Lyrics:
The bob marley gets ya super duper high
The bob marley gets ya super duper high
To the east west north and south
We keep em keep em keep em coming
[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's
Big ol' trucks, big ol' guns
And you can bet yo' ass we don't run (we don't run!)
I keep an ice cold beer and two bad broads
Now let me tell ya
dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga
Everybody's
[Notorious B.I.G + (Faith Evans)]
To my motherfuckin' man, fifty grand, the alcoholic man
Inject a tall can to his blood stream if he can
Biggie
I'm flyin high
And when ya sex-in me its so right
Deutsche Deutsche
Before I start the Porsche
I keep them pumpin off the Calvin Kleins, Boodo's
damn crew
And yes we don't settle
Yes I keep a gun
Cause a nigga don't scruffle
Yes I'm about chips
Big bag of the ruffles
Cash rule everything around me
I keep it sweet, there just ain't no stoppin' it
Keep it nice and raw sure that you're lovin' it
Move ya hip stick up ya hand like a bandit
Understand
high
I know I got to bring that vibe
I know I got to be that guy
When now what where know why
You already know
So baby put your hands so high
Living like
keep my pistol by my bedside
One in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide
My life's in danger
Rolling down the four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
???California Love???
- ???California Love???
Notorious B.I.G. ??? ???Juicy???
- ???It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine/Salt N??? Pepper
[Notorious B.I.G + (Faith Evans)]
To my motherfuckin' man, fifty grand, the alcholic man
Inject a tall can to his blood stream if he can
Biggie
and focus on what's before us
Can't settle down won't ignore us
We just tryna do it big and live life notorious
This type of rhyme is glorious music that's
Big talk, been notorious
To tear up tracks
Kill shit, go Pistorious
World in my hands
This sun feeling glorious
Sizzling on my sauté
Get me off
lines and
Them seductive thoughts(thots) of mine
But that's a part of me Uhh
That I keep hideous the way my pen thugs
Them pages feel notorious
Success
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
Of The Notorious BIG and the Junior MAFIA
Jealous niggas recognize
Freak bitches fantasize
(Intro)
Ladies and gentleman, you are now captured, under my sight, I got you,
It's Gunmaker on a mic, throw ya hands high,
Get your lighter up,
call it sinful
I drink triple, see double and act single
But always keep my eye on the ball, Lebron the don
I am the answer to ya'll, so call me Iverson
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
Ya we back in Business ha
Ya we back in business hoYa we back in Business ha
Ya we back in business ho
There's some levels to this shit
I'm so high
bumblin'
And always keep a hand on the gat
'Cause a niggas straight strugglin'
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids (uh)
Still don't nothin' move but
no gang
You don’t know jack bout jones
So keep your lips Zip like zippy
Everyone’s a bad boy, so what’s a bad boy. Go on then tell me the meaning?
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