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[04:22.00]n***a was motherf**kin HYPED UP
[04:22.00]Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga
[04:22.00]and it was on from there
[04:22.00]The motherf**ker there wasn't nuttin stoppin him
[04:22.00](What what did the rest of his niggaz do?)
[04:22.00]Man the motherf**kers was just ready for anything
[04:22.00]Them niggaz was packin burners
[04:22.00]Them niggaz was ready to fight
[04:22.00]whatever we had to do holmes
[04:22.00]Niggaz was on the real flipout holmes
[04:22.00]It was just comin out like a motherf**ker
[04:22.00]The n***a amped be like COME ON, COME ON MOTHERF**KER!
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Are you awake now?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Hell yah I'm awake man;
[04:22.00]now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Looks like the competition stopped by
[04:22.00]to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sunrays
[04:22.00]off the baldhead, everything is real
[04:22.00]Biggie me put on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel
[04:22.00]Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven
[04:22.00]Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh
[04:22.00]Hey Biggie, I understand you're from Brooklyn
[04:22.00]with 22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank ready
[04:22.00]Uhhh well, why not blow up the spot with Sadat
[04:22.00]Release the BRAINSTORM, to make your motherf**kin BRAIN WARM
[04:22.00]A strange form, somethin kind of lyrical
[04:22.00]Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual
[04:22.00]Well"In God We Trust", guns I bust
[04:22.00]Got that disgustin, sewer style dumpin
[04:22.00]and that uhh do you knowwwwww, where you're goin to
[04:22.00]Do you like the things that I bring?
[04:22.00]Make an emcee wanna sing for a livin
[04:22.00]Take the beatdown we f**kin givin, c'mon motherf**ker
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Are you awake now?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Hell yah I'm awake man;
[04:22.00]now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Looks like the competition stopped by
[04:22.00]to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]What? Niggaz want drama, puttin work on my block
[04:22.00]when I told y'all last week, that s**t was too hot
[04:22.00]Sellin pieces and treys, cuts my dimes
[04:22.00]Somebody gon' get paid, somebody block get sprayed
[04:22.00]Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the block
[04:22.00]Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts
[04:22.00]Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'ma hit em where it hurts
[04:22.00]The big city it don't spare no bodies
[04:22.00]Call me papichulo, to all the spanish mamis
[04:22.00]I'm about ten blunts down, drank three or fo' stouts
[04:22.00]Seen five fat asses, passed this B***h with glasses
[04:22.00]Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
[04:22.00]I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
[04:22.00]Life is real, so Biggie take the steel
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Are you awake now?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Hell yah I'm awake man;
[04:22.00]now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Looks like the competition stopped by
[04:22.00]to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Uhh
[04:22.00]I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
[04:22.00]Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
[04:22.00]You can't touch my riches
[04:22.00]Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 *****es
[04:22.00]Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
[04:22.00]The two w**d spots, the two hot glocks
[04:22.00]HAH, that's how I got the w**d spot
[04:22.00]I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the landspread
[04:22.00]Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body
[04:22.00]So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas
[04:22.00]I tote guns, I make number runs
[04:22.00]I give emcees the runs drippin;
[04:22.00]when I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away
[04:22.00]Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
[04:22.00]My slow flows remarkable
[04:22.00]Peace to Matteo
[04:22.00]Now we smoke w**d like Tony Montana sniff the llello
[04:22.00]That's crazy blunts, mad L's
[04:22.00]My voice excels from the avenue to jailcells
[04:22.00]Oh my God I'm droppin s**t like a pigeon
[04:22.00]I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening
[04:22.00]So you better grab your pistol
[04:22.00]cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your f**kin s**t spill
[04:22.00]And I'm talkin bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
[04:22.00]Sadat said f**k it, you got a gun, n***a bust it
[04:22.00]Cause I got mo' shots to pop-ya
[04:22.00]Big Pop-pa, breakin you off somethin proper
[04:22.00]Signin off is the hardcore rap singer
[04:22.00]a.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime nigga
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Are you awake now?"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Hell yah I'm awake man;
[04:22.00]now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on
[04:22.00]"Looks like the competition stopped by
[04:22.00]to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
[04:22.00]Come on motherf**kers, come on

文本歌词

n***a was motherf**kin HYPED UP
Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga
and it was on from there
The motherf**ker there wasn't nuttin stoppin him
(What what did the rest of his niggaz do?)
Man the motherf**kers was just ready for anything
Them niggaz was packin burners
Them niggaz was ready to fight
whatever we had to do holmes
Niggaz was on the real flipout holmes
It was just comin out like a motherf**ker
The n***a amped be like COME ON, COME ON MOTHERF**KER!
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Are you awake now?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Hell yah I'm awake man;
now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sunrays
off the baldhead, everything is real
Biggie me put on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel
Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven
Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh
Hey Biggie, I understand you're from Brooklyn
with 22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank ready
Uhhh well, why not blow up the spot with Sadat
Release the BRAINSTORM, to make your motherf**kin BRAIN WARM
A strange form, somethin kind of lyrical
Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well"In God We Trust", guns I bust
Got that disgustin, sewer style dumpin
and that uhh do you knowwwwww, where you're goin to
Do you like the things that I bring?
Make an emcee wanna sing for a livin
Take the beatdown we f**kin givin, c'mon motherf**ker
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Are you awake now?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Hell yah I'm awake man;
now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
What? Niggaz want drama, puttin work on my block
when I told y'all last week, that s**t was too hot
Sellin pieces and treys, cuts my dimes
Somebody gon' get paid, somebody block get sprayed
Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the block
Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts
Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'ma hit em where it hurts
The big city it don't spare no bodies
Call me papichulo, to all the spanish mamis
I'm about ten blunts down, drank three or fo' stouts
Seen five fat asses, passed this B***h with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
Life is real, so Biggie take the steel
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Are you awake now?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Hell yah I'm awake man;
now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Uhh
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 *****es
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two w**d spots, the two hot glocks
HAH, that's how I got the w**d spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the landspread
Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give emcees the runs drippin;
when I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flows remarkable
Peace to Matteo
Now we smoke w**d like Tony Montana sniff the llello
That's crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jailcells
Oh my God I'm droppin s**t like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your f**kin s**t spill
And I'm talkin bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Sadat said f**k it, you got a gun, n***a bust it
Cause I got mo' shots to pop-ya
Big Pop-pa, breakin you off somethin proper
Signin off is the hardcore rap singer
a.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime nigga
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Man what you f**k doin over here?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Are you awake now?"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Hell yah I'm awake man;
now tell me what the f**k is goin on here"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit, and check us out"
Come on motherf**kers, come on
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