Lyrics:
motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die)
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks
A big bad
motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die)
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks
A big bad
Get that fast money
I need all that
What you think a nigga trap fo?
Money calling gotta stack mo
Get rich nigga act broke
Fast money never come slow
As a Hustler mo hustle
So tinba party hard
Ema bami wi I Party Ha Hard
It's all about the money eh
We got to hustle for the money eh
It's all about the money eh
managers
Now ya wallets like 99 of the problems
22 was the catch with 90 cent worth of product
Mo money the mo problems you get
If you never heard from
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging
poor
I walk in the store money problems no more
Walk in the spot like damn oh lord
Drip all the way from the head down to the floor
6 six shots to his
significant
But now I'm rappin', 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
I am (know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been
I am (know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been
this ain't real
And if they talk they gettin' killed
Just get the money then we peel
It don't have to be a big deal
And if its a question if we would
Ah Sugar sugar
Any way any way
Is a mother fucking way man
Na money make unaware picture dope
To cut the long story short
There's no way am letting
[Notorious B.I.G. conversating with someone]
Yeahh, worrd
I remember I met this one bitch
Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty
and coke
In court all the time, tryin' to fight it
We get rich, we get [unverified]
So what's the problem officer, this time?
Is havin' big money
mo' money
Than a sucker could ever spend,
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum form the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again Everybody go
Ho-tel,
little nigga off the hook man
Talk about look man
If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
Yeah I
Me and you
Yo momma and yo cuzins too
No problem if you love the crew
Mo' commas if you comfortable
You're not honest but I fuk witchoo
Yo common
mortgage
Buy big buildings, had foreclosures
Mo' money, mo' problems, boy you ass sure told it (sheesh)
I ain't never did shit small, all a nigga know
[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
Late night, hear 'em screamin'
We goin' all out!
Big money clutchin', bail, come murder man
Pulse rushin' gat tilted to the side
On the lean out
Big, 'Mo Money Mo Problems'
Jealousy's a muthafucka
Who'd a thought the same niggas you be feedin'
Be the muthafuckaz comin' for ya?
I'm not stressin',
Take a cab take a bus just get here
My last year your this year am in
My partner jeep with no windshield
Make more money than you sit still
Big wheels
a brother to the culture
Making the gutter smell the foldiers
Just like I'm supposed to
Posters posers with the posture of ya poppa
Not Big, but notorious for
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