Akon and B. I.G. yeah Niggaz talkin' it but ain't livin' it Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit Gator chunks bitch, rollin' blunts
Hey, what it is pimpin' Slim Thug and T.I.P. doing it B.I.G with B.I.G Ya'll understand what I'm sayin', hey PSC pimpin', ya'll already know what it is
It's Bad Boy bitch, Scram Jones, the Clipse B I G, let's go Niggaz in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving
breeze, I'll stand in it until it freeze I'm from another breed, them s-s-southern G's I sip phemetrazine, I lean, I stand tall I'm mean, I'm mad raw
Pun and B.I.G. collabo That shit would've been incredible Aye yaknahmsayin', it was just happen We have our day, you know? I seen him I seen him, I
I keep my heater close 'cause I love to bust I sustain on a nigga, I bang on a nigga Kick rocks and watch how I do my thang Young nigga, I'm livin' the
world I love my little nasty girl (You know I like nasty girls) All the ladies if you wit me grab your *** for B.I.G. I need you to dance, I need you
want I'm a veteran When I show up to the club it's VIP I'll be dancin' in the club if it's B.I.G I'm not lookin' to find a wife Just someone to make
I love to make one, all these cars I love to ride one All these hoes I love to cut one, a tribute to B.I.G. I love to bust one Spit your game, talk
, on the D.I., me You might be gone, but the legacy is B.I.G., nigga Uh-huh [Raekwon] Yo I think they tryin to do somethin man I don't know what it is
your gun, you suckers, B I G I'm a get them, mother*** Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
Sensimilla, can I feel ya All I wanna do is touch ya The ultimate rush, you're drugs baby So I guess you think I'm slippin' 'cause I ain't flippin' Baby, I
body start to shake, if I should die before I wake [Korn + (Notorious B.I.G.)] I'm here, I'm watching you (if I should die before I wake) Love, the
corrupt, some are bloods But these Teflon I loaded explodin' some mugs I'm like Furious in Boyz In the Hood But at the drive through I'm ain't runnin' I
I double G I E whit some R U L E Notorious know to bust in the E Y E, baby baby Bitches know they love and hate me I come, you come, we come with back
grave thought Biggie was a sucker I tricked 'em, I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em I stripped 'em, 'cause niggaz don't want the friction Told you before how I
, completely red I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddha-head The stress is buildin' up, I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I
So possibly I'd be popular huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga P.I [ Verse 3 ] [ P Diddy ] I took a coal, a diamond, I moulded his mind
