The Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts (Izzamuzzic Remix) скачать видео бесплатно

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KLG SWN Hello, aw, shit niggaWhat the fuck time is itOh, goddamn, nigga do you know what time it isAw, shit, what the fuck is going onYou alright? Nigga what the fuck is wrong with youWhen I die, fuck it I wanna go to hellCause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tellIt don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodiesDressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodiesGod'll prolly have me on some real strict shitNo sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick lickedHangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradiseFuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot diceAll my life I been considered as the worstLyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purseCrime after crime, from drugs to extortionI know my mother wished she got a fucking abortionShe don't even love me like she did when I was youngerSuckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hungerI wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyesForgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my liesMy baby mother's eight months, her little sister's twoWho's to blame for both of them, (naw nigga, not you)I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshitThrow the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shitAnd squeeze, until the bed's completely redI'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah headThe stress is building up, I can'tI can't believe suicide's on my fucking mind, I wanna leaveI swear to God I feel like death is fucking calling meNaw you wouldn't understandNigga, talk to me pleaseYou see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New JackExcept when I cross over, there ain't no comin' backShould I die on the train track, like Ramo in BeatstreetPeople at the funeral fronting like they miss meMy baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm goneShe knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' onI reach my peak, I can't speakCall my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weakI'm sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of bitches hawkin'Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'Ayo Big, ayo Biglyrics

BDSM XXI

Xxxtentacion R.i.p ❤️

Bram van Wijk

the original song is hold ya head with bob marley

overnutts

Biggie with new production is unstoppable..long live the No,to,ri,o,us you just lay down slow..

Abdou Tribal2

here after X's death

Alexander Groß

Seriously this is epic

milosz nieznane

Izza is a God

Emir EC

Back when rap was REAL

Oliver Harris

Yes tiers would come to your mumas eyes miss you rip xx

life tips

Hello? Aw shit, nigga!What the fuck time is it, man?Oh goddamn, nigga!Do you know what time it is?Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on? You aight?Nigga, what the fuck is wrong with you?When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell'Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tellIt don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodiesDressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodiesGod'll prob'ly have me on some real strict shitNo sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick lickedHangin' with the goodie-goodies, loungin' in paradiseFuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot diceAll my life I been considered as the worstLyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purseCrime after crime, from drugs to extortionI know my mother wish she got a fuckin' abortionShe don't even love me like she did when I was younger Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hungerI wonder, if I died, would tears come to her eyes?Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my liesMy baby mother's eight months, her little sister's twoWho's to blame for both of them?I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshitThrow the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit And squeeze until the bed's completely red I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddha headThe stress is buildin' up, I can't— I can't believe Suicide's on my fuckin' mind, I wanna leaveI swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' meBut nah, you wouldn't understand You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New JackExcept when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back Should I die on the train track like Ramo in Beat StreetPeople at the funeral frontin' like they miss me My baby mama kiss me, but she glad I'm goneShe know me and her sister had somethin' goin' onI reach my peak, I can't speak Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weakI'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin'Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'

zKing Juli

best remix i've ever listen to

Can Sir

Wonder if he got his wish of going to hell

OrganicChemistry2

Throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull shitAnd squeeze..Until the beds completely redI'm glad Im deadA worthless fuckin Buddha headRealest verse

igotplentydicktoshare

June 2018 Rest In Peace legend

Josef Stalin

Aaa yabancı şarkı hemen morq Türk varmı Türkler nerde len mıq yazmalıyım tr tr morq eğeğ

tariqo16

the song is too real to the point it scary

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