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Notorious Big lyrics Warning lyrics Who the fuck is this pagin me at 5:46 in the mornin crack a dawnin now I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eye see who's this pagin me and why.. It's my man Pop from the barbershop told me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot some people wanna stick you like fly paper neighbour slow down love please chill drop the caper remember them kidz from the hill up in Brownsville that you rolled dice wit smoked the blunts and got nice wit yeah my little Fame up in Prospect nah dem my people nah love wouldn't disrespect I didn't say dem, you school be bout some niggas that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures Now they heard you blowin up like nitro know they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow.. so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you you got the mac Biggie tell me what you wanna do... [CHORUS] Damn niggas wanna stick me for my papers [VERSE 2] They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus wit the Texas license plate outta state they heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down they even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida the fifth corridor.... Call the coroner there's gonna be alot of slow singin and flower bringin if my burgular alarm starts ringin whatcha think all the guns is for all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door and I feed em gun powder so they can devour the criminals tryin to clock my decimals DAMN..niggas wanna stick my for my C.R.E.A.M. and the inner dream things aint always how it seems it's the ones that smoke blunts witcha see your picture, now they wanna grab they guns and come and getcha Bethca Biggie won't slip I got the.... so I can rip through the intricate put they bodies in a bad prediciment where all the foul niggas went Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta Buck with what I had you with you motherfuckers betta duck I leave stains on blood of what remains Had to jack-it, he had a gun he should've packed it Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket so I can reload and explode down ya rasshole I fuck around and get hardcore see 4 to ya door no beef no more feel the rush scandalous The more weed smoke I puff the more dangerous I dont give a fuck about you or your weak crew What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you Start runnin, nigga I bust my gun in Hold on I hear somebody comin........ Other Notorious Big lyrics: Intro lyrics Things Done Changed lyrics Gimme The Loot lyrics Machine Gun Funk lyrics Ready To Die lyrics One More Chance lyrics Fuck Me (Interlude) lyrics The What lyrics Juicy lyrics Everyday Struggle lyrics Me & My Bitch lyrics Big Poppa lyrics Respect lyrics Friend Of Mine lyrics Unbelieveable lyrics Suicidal Thoughts lyrics Life After Death Intro lyrics Somebody's Gotta Die lyrics Hypnotize lyrics Kick In The Door lyrics Fuck You Tonight lyrics Last Day lyrics What's Beef? lyrics B.I.G. Interlude lyrics Mo Money Mo Problems lyrics Niggas Bleed lyrics I Got a Story to Tell lyrics Notorius Thugs lyrics Miss U lyrics Another lyrics Going Back To Cali lyrics Ten Crack Commandments lyrics Playa Hater lyrics Nasty Boy lyrics Sky's The Limit lyrics My Downfall lyrics Long Kiss Goodnight lyrics I Love The Dough lyrics The World Is Filled... lyrics You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) lyrics |