Lyrics:
funky ass shit by the D-O double-G-Y D-O double-G
Real G's who drop ki's, protect these N-U-T's, so nigga, please
Peep out my manuscript
You'll see
I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
and
Fuck you niggas that shot Big Pop'
The conspiracy, of this nation, for assassination
Of the young black male in this black hell
And I can tell, no
growing like little lion zombie, seeing my self over notorious Bad than 2PAC
Arrangeing my pack to the world.
Bringing devastation upon you fake Niggas
Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter
Sean Combs and Connery all in one
Whoever told you sky’s the
Limit is looking dumb
Cause I’m 22 and I’m moonwalking on the sun
them niggas out them chains
Take all them niggas out them chains
Skrt, skrt,skrt,skrt
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years in
You can quote my shyt
Ya
Nigga don’t boat my shyt
Find ya wave
And then own that shyt
Yah
Who the GOAT of this?
OGG I know he is
Like B.I.G.
O.G.G. he
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
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
Say my name enough and any nigga testify
Who you think lead that whole seller ass that time
All by myself, I created black on black crime
I'm
manners
My niggas shooting shit like the Warriors
I keep a thick bitch Victoria, I keep a big clip notorious
Choppa be clapping bravo, glorious
So yo’
notorious
You've heard of us, Six O's is murderers
You still servin' clucks, jealous nigga you broke as fuck
Yo bitch on my nuts, spillin' Patron out my
with the skunk
We about to get wicked in the joint, uh
Be the realest, ha, yeah
Notorious is glorious (Uh)
Niggas know who's the mind blower
The weed
Yeah
Trice
Statik Selektah
O back around the corner
Got the crack, put in your orders
We 'bout to run up out the stores
It's notorious
knee on his throat my nigga, if I was there to see would of smoked that pigga
Had us on the trees by a rope my nigga, Martin had a dream but I'm woke my
on the drank
But my niggas right by me they rolling that stank (That gas)
I like to just give em the blues
And let em go figure, they give me the clues (Let's
That Rich Gang lifestyle (lifestyle)
Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers (you underdig?)
Big money, nigga
Take the jet
L.A., hit the bity
[Notorious B.I.G.]
What? Uhh, what?
Uhh, uhh, what? Uhh
Ninety-seven ?caddi lawn?
What, what, uhh
I creep deep with killers without million dollar figures
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
Big Doberman Pinchers, stand by the fences
I believe in my city, I still bet on the Pistons
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
fully packed, I'd be tall caps
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin'
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan
For rappin, big Ghost steps off
stayed wit a heat
Couple niggas had wanted that beef yeah
Now them same couple niggas deceased
I can't fear no nigga that walk this earth
They bleed just
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