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[Verse 1:]<br>Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one<br>Representin BK to the fullest<br>Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin<br>Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom fuckin<br>It ain´t nuttin, they know Big be handlin<br>With the Mac in the act all paneling<br>Bandaging MC´s, oxygen they can´t breathe<br>Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe<br>Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high<br>And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches<br>Get smoked like dutches from the master<br>Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot<br>Your life is played out like Kwame, and them fuckin polka dots<br>Who rock the spot? Biggie!<br>You know how the weed yo, unbelievable<br><br>[Verse 2:]<br>B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.<br>Get it? Biggie<br>Also known as the bon appetit<br>Rappers can´t sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin<br>Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin<br>Dumb rappers need teachin<br>Lesson A - don´t fuck with B-I, that´s that, oh I, thought he was wack<br>Oh come come now, why y´all so dumb now<br>Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways<br>To summer sautee, I´m the winner all day<br>Lights get dimmer down Biggie´s hallway<br>My forte causes caucausians to say<br>He sounds demented, car-weed scented<br>If I said it, I meant it<br>Bite my tongue for no-one<br>Call me evil, or unbelievable<br><br>[Verse 3:]<br>Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe´s<br>Leave no witnesses, what you think this is<br>Ain´t no amateurs here, I damage and tear<br>MC´s fear me, they too near not to hear me<br>Clearly, I´m the triple beam dream<br>One thousand grams of uncut to the gut<br>It seems fucked up, the way I touched up the grill<br>Tryin to play gorilla, when you ain´t no killer<br>The gat´s by your liver, your upper lip quiver<br>Get ready to die, tell God I said hi<br>And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC<br>Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable
New song lyrics
[Verse 1:]<br>Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one<br>Representin BK to the fullest<br>Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin<br>Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom fuckin<br>It ain´t nuttin, they know Big be handlin<br>With the Mac in the act all paneling<br>Bandaging MC´s, oxygen they can´t breathe<br>Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe<br>Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high<br>And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches<br>Get smoked like dutches from the master<br>Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot<br>Your life is played out like Kwame, and them fuckin polka dots<br>Who rock the spot? Biggie!<br>You know how the weed yo, unbelievable<br><br>[Verse 2:]<br>B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.<br>Get it? Biggie<br>Also known as the bon appetit<br>Rappers can´t sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin<br>Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin<br>Dumb rappers need teachin<br>Lesson A - don´t fuck with B-I, that´s that, oh I, thought he was wack<br>Oh come come now, why y´all so dumb now<br>Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways<br>To summer sautee, I´m the winner all day<br>Lights get dimmer down Biggie´s hallway<br>My forte causes caucausians to say<br>He sounds demented, car-weed scented<br>If I said it, I meant it<br>Bite my tongue for no-one<br>Call me evil, or unbelievable<br><br>[Verse 3:]<br>Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe´s<br>Leave no witnesses, what you think this is<br>Ain´t no amateurs here, I damage and tear<br>MC´s fear me, they too near not to hear me<br>Clearly, I´m the triple beam dream<br>One thousand grams of uncut to the gut<br>It seems fucked up, the way I touched up the grill<br>Tryin to play gorilla, when you ain´t no killer<br>The gat´s by your liver, your upper lip quiver<br>Get ready to die, tell God I said hi<br>And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC<br>Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable
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