(feat. Notorious B.I.G.)



[Notorious B.I.G.]

Uh, uh I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at

These...maniacs, put my names in raps

What part the game is that, like ya hustle backwards

I smoke backwards and Dutch Eas can't touch me

Try to rush me, slugs go touchy touchy

Ya bleedin' lovely with yo spirit above me

All beneath me, ya whole life ya live sleepy

Now ya rest eternally sleepy

Ya burn when ya creep me

Rest where the worms and the weak be

My nine flies, baptize rap guys

With the holy ghost, I put holes in most

You hold ya toast shakey, slip and try to break me

Look what you made me do, brains blew

My team in the Marine blue, six coupe

Skeeted out, weeded out



[Whispers and coughs]



[Notorious B.I.G. & (Sway & King Tech]

Ha ha, yo man I could rhyme all night man (Hey, hey do ya thing)

But I just wanna, I wanna curse man it's late (Do ya thing)

(Do ya thing man) It's late man (Oh yeah do ya thing)

What should I do (Hey, hey just do ya thing man, do ya thing)

(Do ya thing) my man



[Notorious B.I.G.]

Niggas in my faction don't like askin' questions

Strictly gun testin', coat measurin'

Givin' pleasurin' the Benzito

Hittin' fannies, spendin' chips and Manny's

Hope you creeps got receipts

My peeps get dirty like cleats

Run up in ya crib wrap you in ya Polo sheets

Six up in ya wig, peace

Nigga deceased, mwa may you rest in peace

With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours

Four-four and fifty-four draws

As my pilot, steers my Leer, yes my dear

Shit's official, only the Feds I fear

Here's a tissue, stop the blod clot cryin'

The kids, the dog everybody dyin' no lyin'

So don't you get suspicious

I'm BIG dangerous, ya just a little viscious

As I leave my competition respirator style

Climbed the ladder to success escalator style

Hold y'all breath I told y'all

Death controls y'all, BIG don't fold y'all

Uh, I spit phrases that'll thrill you

You're nobody till somebody kills you