Bigie Born Again Hope You Niggas Sleep
Hope Yous Niggas Sleep
Big Timer, The Hot Boys, Big Tmer, The Notorious B.I.Grand.
- Year:
- 2014
- 4:10
- 131Views
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Check the pain I inflict, like a convict, the Fulton digger Spring in the Acura Vigor, after I stick ya Rip ya like a razor, directly up Henny with no chaser Scout me erase ya, misplace ya Put you lot in the dorsum with the derelicts Yeah, I pop plenty shit Doormat, I'm making hits No time for the crack rock and shit Took it to another level At present I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree Of the B-I-G-Thou-I-Due east, yous know it's me Hoes I idea you know I'g shine as a babies ass Smooth as Teeddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass The Brooklyn born Teflon don, wrecking store Getting props, proving nobody drops Words every bit strong as the blunt smoking Bed-Stuy brigand And niggas just can't understand it I bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock, and Clinton You know my shit is hitting Aye ya'll a fly nigga, Biggie Smalls Kicking season, make a nigga wanna dig up in they drawers For the burner, catch a torso I got styles similar karate Jujitsu, when I hitting you then I dissever you Like a cantaloupe Hope y'all got a rope to hang yourself I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else Fat similar a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop Not even Lois Lnae could go the scoop What you remember I'thou stupid My coiffure is mad deep I hope you lot niggas sleep I throw a bomb through y'all window Burn down you upward and your hoe I catch your mama going to therapy And cutting her throat You lot lil' sis walking home from school I abduct her, then I f*ck her I hit ya park close up with the Louisville Slugger BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my nigga I'yard on Five.Fifty. if you want me, get some my nigga, come up on Thuggin is my thing, if I'thousand beefing I'chiliad banginhg Slanging, information technology's in my nature, gotta be nigh my paper Haters, I don't like'em, bitches, I don't trust'em Niggas, I tin can't stand'em, I creep down and pluck'em Strap say in my mitt, I gotta protect mine Niggas trying to pull it off, pop goes the nine That's how it gotta be in these uptown streets And a nigga like me, I play the game for keep I call back when niggaz slang heroin upwardly in balloons I paid attention to everything , from killings to cartoons Got a moving-picture show of Malcolm X on the wall in my room Bitch on some ol' nigga f*ck wit me I'ma practise 'em shit Nigga give me dope, I take it, only don't respect him Put my human foot in they rectum correct after I dome check 'em I exist popping D, smoking weed, and full of that Hennesey Fresh off the streets on my style to the penitentiary Everybody whisper in ears when they gone mention me I been out doing it for years, since elementary Real good relationship with guns and drugs Because my whole neighborhood consist of crook and thugs Everything is my own shit cause I don't f*ck with scrubs I don't demand y'all harassing me when I'grand up in the guild Trying to hustle a nigga, asking me for a dub Quarter, ki's, and halfs is what I sling, crusade that's what I love I know you bitches know that I own't to be played with Dont take no picks and chooses who become they head split They die quick, fuckin' with Turk, wodie become whacked Spend a bin with Kevin and Randy get out ya flat on you back and trust that, own't tour to allow no nigga steal me F*ck that, I bust back with 223 Big and full of that raw with no cut and be set up to creep Innocent people move 'cause somebody gear up'northward to get dissever Na, Na, information technology's iceberg shorty, Lordy have mercy Come from under my shirts and flip'em and reverse'em I'm coming so alert them (Ur, Ur) fore I injure them, desert eagle bursting You oasis't seen the worst and I'm right nigh yous and my gun blast quick, dog Could kill you so run, nuance, get gone Wodies movin slow around this time they got bricks canis familiaris I ain't got bricks dog, nigga intermission it off, what Un huh, B.I.1000. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.Thousand., Manny Fresh Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.1000, Born Again And nosotros won't stop, get money niggas
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Written by: BYRON O. THOMAS, DWAYNE CARTER, TAB VIRGIL, CHRISTOPHER NOEL DORSEY, BRYAN WILLIAMS, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE
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