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6 years назад
While I take tokes of the marijuana smokeThrow you in a choke: gun smoke, gun smokeBiggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer, the hooker layerMotherfucker, say your prayers!"Hail Mary, full of grace," smack the bitch in the faceTake her Gucci bag and the North Face off her backJab her if she act, funny with the moneyOh, you got me mistaken, honeyI don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paperThe Visa, capeesha? I'm out like The VaporsWho's the one you call Mr. Macho?The head honcho, swift fist, like CamachoI got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics"Make up to break up" Niggas need to wake upSmell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizureThen fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesiaShe don't remember shit, just the two hitsHer hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clitSucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dickAnd your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rocked quickI guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby BrownI was humpin' around and jumpin' aroundJacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?"She said, "B-I-G," then I bust in her E-Y-EThe weak or the strongWho got it going on?You're dead wrongCheck the pain I inflict, like a convict, the Fulton diggerJump in the Acura Vigor, after I stick yaRip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with no chaserWatch me erase ya, misplace yaPut you in the back with the derelictsYeah, I pop plenty shitChump, I'm making hitsNo time for the crack rock and shitTook it to another levelNow I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devilsAnother amateur trying to damage the pedigreeOf the B-I-G-G-I-E, you know it's meHoes I thought you know I'm smooth as a babies assSmooth as Teeddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your assThe Brooklyn born Teflon don, wrecking shopGetting props, proving nobody dropsWords as potent as the blunt smoking Bed-Stuy banditAnd niggas just can't understand itI bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock, and ClintonYou know my shit is hittingYeah ya'll a fly nigga, Biggie SmallsKicking flavor, make a nigga wanna dig up in they drawersFor the burner, catch a bodyI got styles like karateJujitsu, when I hit you then I split youLike a cantaloupeHope you got a rope to hang yourselfI rob for self, from Brooklyn, where elseFat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troopNot even Lois Lnae could get the scoopWhat you think I'm stupidMy crew is mad deepI hope you niggas sleep