Notorious b I g

N***a was motherf**kin hyped up

N***a just grabbed the n***a snuffed the n***a

And it was on from there

The motherf**ker there wasn't nuttin stoppin him

What what did the rest of his n***az do

Man the motherf**kers was just ready for anything

Them n***az was packin burners

Them n***az was ready to fight

Whatever we had to do holmes

N***az was on the real flipout holmes

It was just comin out like a motherf**ker

The n***a amped be like come on come on motherf**ker

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Come on motherf**kers come on

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Man what you f**k doin over here

Are you awake now

Hell yah I'm awake man

Now tell me what the f**k is goin on here

Looks like the competition stopped by

To pay us a little visit

And check us out

Sadat x

Let's go deep into the phrase beautiful sunrays

Off the baldhead everything is real

Biggie me put on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel

Watch it slim hey dad place yo' bet on seven

Peace to one oh six one oh eight one to the hundred eleventh

Hey biggie I understand you're from brooklyn

With 22's in your shoes yo keep the shank ready

Notorious b I g

Uhhh well why not blow up the spot with sadat

Release the brainstorm to make your motherf**kin brain warm

A strange form

Somethin kind of lyrical

Biggie the bastard sadat's kind of spiritual

Well in god we trust guns I bust

Got that disgustin sewer style dumpin

And that uhh *singin*do you knowwwwww where you're goin to

Do you like the things that I bring

*rappin*make an emcee wanna sing for a livin

Take the beatdown we f**kin givin c'mon motherf**ker

Sadat x

What

N***az want drama puttin work on my block

When I told y'all last week that s**t was too hot

Sellin pieces and treys cuts my dimes

Somebody gon' get paid

Somebody block get sprayed

Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the block

Caught one in your chest your breath come in spurts

Hey yo biggie tell these n***az I'ma hit em where it hurts

The big city it don't spare no bodies

Call me papichulo to all the spanish mamis

I'm about ten blunts down drank three or fo' stouts

Seen five fat asses passed this b***h with glasses

Hey yo money that's yo' stock yo bigs pass the glock

I'ma tell him it can happen don't play me with that rap s**t

Life is real

So biggie take the steel

Notorious b I g

Uhh

I got seven mac 11's about eight 38's

Nine 9's ten mac 10's the s**ts never end

You can't touch my riches

Even if you had mc hammer and them 357 b***hes

Biggie smalls the millionaire the mansion the yacht

The two w**d spots the two hot glocks

Hah that's how I got the w**d spot

I shot dread in the head took the bread and the landspread

Lil' gotti got the shotty to your body

So don't resist or you might miss christmas

I tote guns I make number runs

I give emcees the runs drippin

When I throw my clip in the a k I slay from far away

Everybody hit the d e c k

My slow flows remarkable

Peace to matteo

Now we smoke w**d like tony montana sniff the llello

That's crazy blunts mad l's

My voice excels from the avenue to jailcells

Oh my god I'm droppin s**t like a pigeon

I hope you're listenin smackin babies at they christening

So you better grab your pistol

Cause if you sit still I'm gonna make your f**kin s**t spill

And I'm talkin bout buckets why did I have to do it

Sadat said f**k it you got a gun n***a bust it

Cause I got mo' shots to pop ya

Big pop pa breakin you off somethin proper

Signin off is the hardcore rap singer

A k a

Crack slinger bring it anytime n***a