Lyrics:
about mr. big
Rock it!
"to be someone in this world you gotta have a big,
big penis. not much else matters,
just as long as you got a wapping great
hear Craig Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
Intro:
And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'.
'Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead niggas.
"You don't really think you're gonna get
all need one
We all need somebody to hold us down
We all need somebody to ride or die
We all, we all need, we all need one
Somebody that's gonna
the night time
Yeah this one is for the night time chilling by the boombox
Looking at the stars while I'm sitting at the rooftop
11 pm, thinking Carpe Diem
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
really did that
Perplexed by the mismatch?
Y'all pussies better step back
Fuck what you do and what you've done
Big talk gets a bloodbath
Knock knock, who
the slogan I live by
Only guarantee in life is one day you will die
And when that bell hums make sure you outta the slums
Big ballas shotcallas never take it
Stay Alive - Lyrics & Melody
By Dani Steez
Hook 2X -
Gotta stay alive, gotta survive
Always gotta reach my goal & never die, I got my father's
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In the middle of the night
All things must die
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
Ah you hear this?
Ada big belly guy I telling be talking
By my side is my version Biggie Smalls Ya?
(no question, no question)
From Brooklyn Ya!
Gotta ride wit a tool cuz you could die any die
Look around whatchu see
I been surrounded by heat
Fukcin wit county police
Might end up found in
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
comprehend
I was 17 years young back in '92
Facing 25 to life for something I didn't do
My song is supposed to be a big admission on my part
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
hurt my family
thats what he gotta die
end*CHORUS*
*Mays*
9 times out of 10 you can find Mays trying to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with
hurt my family
thats what he gotta die
[end CHORUS]
[Mays]
9 times out of 10 you can find Mays trying to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with
gotta do
Association breeds similarity
That's why I'ma stay with real rich niggas
'til six niggas carry me
Poverty's a mind state
Time wait's for no man,
pockets on Notorious B.I.G
How our biggest names
Shake hands wit notorious pigs?
Sign ya life away
One spray from the glorious sig
Safemoon and Shiba
Gon
heart
So tell me what I gotta do -ooou
Gotta do-o
Yeah yeah
I’m by myself
I can’t feel no love I need You right now
Fighting all these feelings by myself
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