Lyrics:
fiend
Rich kids crack jokes, on those who reside in the projects
But be in them same projects, tryin to buy some weed or some X
But it ain't no
reach a promised land
Before I spread it on her jiff so on
Must I go on play by play of the dukin
I'll save that shit for Luke and
As she walked me out
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
That mean Jay with me
'Yoncé with me
Just Blaze with me
Save money, got Kene with me
Nigga fuck spike lee
City notorious for niggas getting shot
cop a squat on you
Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and
Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch
On his skit on his last
and
Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch
On his skit on his last album
Pull my pants downward
I'll shit on you
(I will shit on you, I
B
Joe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy
It's our reality, you call it
culture shock wave lengths
Of rope to hang high
Ten commandments by...
Snaked about his upraised fingers
Paparazzi flicks on the 6 page
(click, click, click)
Grimy bunch with the 40s by the rib cage
In my 'jects we wanted to
Be this like Big Dave (RIP)
I been
Yep
Ah-a
Yo
Take a second, what if we could rewind the hood?
Better yet, what if the L.O.X. would've signed with Suge?
What if Puffy never
Man you lashed out
Cause me and my niggaz throwing rocks at your glass house
Put the trash out we coming to crash out
Become a notorious style
mad and chattin’
‘Cause Man’s never been to Jail
Man’s got a Uni Degree
And still got knowledge a the streets
Envious and mad at me
Notorious like B.I.G
Priesthood, Big you in the house, SoulStice
We gon' do this, stay focused
Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh
Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo
[Killah Priest]
The mouth
I'm from a city southern
Encumbered different by Jakes
It ain't no hip-hop police gon' come
Up missin' wishin' for cases
I hate to see him pained
Verse 1
God If I killed man
Would you understand it
I'm known to break a few laws
I read your commandments
Some rules you put in that book
We
The ex-class felon notorious now the deadbeet queen
Check out her body, take a look at how the crack took toll
Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest
Been at it since a young boy
Make it happen making big noise
Slaving away taking day by day
I said fuck it gotta make a change
Started cooking crack
know good and well they bout to do it again
I ain't a religious man but ain't that being a hypocrite
That's why the ten commandments is something I
know good and well they bout to do it again
I ain't a religious man but ain't that being a hypocrite
That's why the ten commandments is something I
Yep
Ah-a
Yo
Take a second, what if we could rewind the hood?
Better yet, what if the L.O.X. would've signed with Suge?
What if Puffy never
The underworld watches in horror
As this marks the day that
3 of America's most notorious outlaws
Will be executed for their crimes
Together
You'll get a straight ten
You got a waste job you can't see that then
You'd better change lens
Crack shotters weigh rocks
Coppers raid blocks
Robbers they
the boxes, packing Glocks
It's natural to eat you
Niggas like chocolates the funk, baby
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack
So I could
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