Lyrics:
Rest in beats from Heavy D to Eazy E
The Notorious BIG, we have lost so many
Still wonder in my Adidas why
Jam Master Jay had to die and Lisa Left
hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in work
(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads
Verse 2: Baby
so I
Get paid
Make 10 bands
A week
Up in the D
Right where
The lions play
Play by play
I run it up
The middle
Call me D’Andre
Swift
drop
in the now, i'm bangin niggaz for slide time
hurry up duke i'm next, show em mine
and what the fuck is you looking at?
by the way young blood, hit
A strategist, to see His Majesty on high is the
Mission critical. We in it for the glory of
Israel’s pinnacle. We finna go Notorious on the instrumental
Like John
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
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
something' he wanna be young and speak
I'mma numb his beak
He's a woman, he the one and brung in meat for the cunning beast
Hit a lung and, seep dung,
all my lil niggas in the game
Lil Nick, Big Dre, my brother Phil did a drive by on the game
Lil Darius, Shawn Baby, Big W, Brian Jay, Lil Toby, Lil
20 with my eyes close
I love this gwap I ain’t stressin bout no damn hoes
Got double Gs around my waste
I stop by neiman marcus
I heard the club ran
Uncomfortable
I'm Raw Beats Now Niggas Daredevil
8 In This Game Pass My Level
Breath Niggas
Believe Niggas
I'm Sick Niggas
Ayy Yo R.Tee We Them Young Gs
Uncomfortable
I'm Raw Beats Now Niggas Daredevil
8 In This Game Pass My Level
Breath Niggas
Believe Niggas
I'm Sick Niggas
Ayy Yo R.Tee We Them Young Gs
with the big pool
I got to get it, itching, like an addict
We super stacking the paper, by the palette
Neck full of carrots, stunting on all you rabbits
gonna snake each other
Sleep in cells and get ate by rats
Yeah I got friends that I class as brothers
I dream about sending a lambo
Big fat chain, Rolex
Apparent to the throne
Can't run in the Serengeti in the
Young and I'm ions beyond the box
Flow free on
But still will Ghost Recon a cop
So phenomenal by
Realest is my middle name my heart pump nitrogen
And I breathe fire betta stand by a hydragen
Duffle bag big enough to fit the rifle in
I'll cut yo ass
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
Are you mad or you fuckin uhmm uhmm
Are you mad or you fuckin' stupid? Mm-mm
Man a big man, I know you know it Mm-mm
We chillin' with the big boss,
(Rah, it's BKay)
(AJ)
I got a
I got a pengting wrapped in my duvet
Step with a bust-down, do it like Blueface
All the Gs from back in
the surface
If you ain't B.I.G. then you ain't Notorious
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin like he holdin heat
Someone bring him a bed, to the permanent sleep
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
the real deal
Oof, ( ? ) spoke on the truth
A nap in the penitentiary, for half a century
Look through the bars, see the muscles in big shirts
Give you
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
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
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