Lyrics:
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
focused on the purpose
Big picture
Its perfect
Gotta lot of ways to be the best
Gotta lotta of life he gave his chest
The King dont get caught by pawns doe
Down for a snack so you know we driving by
Wanna go chill, you know we're flying kites
(Heh, Its a silly one I know)
Cause I'm real chipper, Big winner
big storm and it's caused by me
Right now it's Big Chino who fighting possession
Fighting my whole body's own aggression
Lost control of myself back in
you want lunch but you ain't finished breakfast
Born Crown Vic but I think like a Lexus
Put me on a track and I'll wreck it
Just tryna stay focused
pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?
on time
Well he turned around and said to his fireman shovel in a little more coal
And when we cross this big White Mountain we'll watch old 97 roll
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Uh, uh, uh
Hey
Uh, break it down, big batty, here to rock the party (c'mon)
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
Do what I must, ooh, what
the baguette, with them rose (with them rose)
I got a check, crush on the neck (yeah)
Told her to fetch, hit like a wreck (hit like a wreck)
Makin' it stretch,
miggedy-make enough noise like Bamm-Bamm
Throw boulders from Bedrock you'll get dropped, I slam man
So check it
I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw shucks
I
some more yak, Horshack
Doin' 80 down the Van Wyck on horseback
Ya' man sick but he wreck tracks, puto
Get back too, bro, exactamundo
Viktor
(Nigga, we on it, be up by the morning)
You wreck a new bitch wearing panties tho
(Threw out my line) fish up, for sure
(Nigga we eating ya) oughts
non-fragile when I walk the streets
I rock with Force MDs not a force
Chin check is in effect, catch wreck
(Put him in a yoke, snap his neck)
Mr. M-E-F
(The
Better get to know my game
The big celebration is getting me high
Feel the sensation of just getting by
Don't know the answer, but I know the game
house stinkin'
Don't blink and don't think we're soft
Hide your money and your gold and don't express your thoughts
We get mad props, wreck all shops
Little city by the sea
You've got a big hold on me
Those memories I left on your shores
For all those years ago
It's there that I know
I first felt
Cease, B.I.G., boy
And Funk Doctor Spock, I mean Redman that's not Leonard Nimoy
88 keys on the keyboard
I'm down to catch wreck, take them first three
been a problem, I dissolve 'em like salt
Lock it up like a vault whenever wreck is caught
And it's my fault, keep niggas on point duckin' down
Niggas
guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doing 'em
Then I'm beating 'em down
lines, and the enemy is one time
I ain't gotta tell you
It's right in front of your eyes
We wreck the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love
Milli
been a problem, I dissolve 'em like salt
Lock it up like a vault whenever wreck is caught
And it's my fault, keep niggas on point duckin' down
Niggas
do well
Can tell by the nails you frail
We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels
[PMD]
Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit
to wreck the crew
we be havin mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violat'in they were even nameless
Yo
Roly looks good but he's oh so cold
That big ol' drummer gonna wreck your soul
[Chorus: x3]
Two orphan babies were a laying in the bed
The big
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