"Sitting, reminiscing on when you started dissing/Spitting in faces in public places/Rolex with wood faces had you tripping for months/Made some dough, did some shows, now you’re starting to front/Smoking blunts on the veranda with Amanda/She’s filling your head with, ‘He said, she said/Poppa doing this, Poppa doing that/But don’t tell him I said it, cause my Jeep might get wetted’”ģ6. “With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours/Four-four and fifty-four draw/As my pilot, steers my lear yes, my dear/S***’s official, only the Feds I fear/Here’s a tissue, stop your bloodclaat crying/The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying"ģ7. “You’re Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You)” (Verse 1) N****s talkin’ it but ain’t livin’ it/Cristal pop, I’m sippin’ it, mob hats and lizard s***/Gator trunks, b****/Rollin’ blunts with the williest of the Willie/Hitchlink cock, M-1\u2032s and nine millis"ģ8. “Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh/F*** that, I preach it, my nine reaches/The prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie s***/Flooded pieces, my hand releases, snatches/Smack ya cabbage, half-a** rappers, shouldn’t have it/So I grab it, never run, the outcome, is usually/A beat down brutally, f*** who you be, or where you from/West or East coast, squeeze toast, leave most/In the blood they laying in, ask Tray and them”ģ9. steelo, n****s know the half/Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths”Ĥ0. “My flow, detrimental to your health/Usually roll for self, I have son riding shotgun/My mind’s my nine, my pen’s my MAC-10/My target, all you wack n****s who started rappin’/Junior M.A.F.I.A. Notorious B.I.G., winner of rap artist and rap single of the year, clutches his awards at the podium during the annual Billboard Music Awards in New York Wednesday evening, Dec.
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