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Biggie
Junior M.A.F.I.A.
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The Notorious B.I.G.
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Queen B
The Notorious B.I.G
The best that ever lived
The best that ever did it
The best that ever lived it
What's his name, huh?
(B.I.G.) That's how we do it, y'all
Yeah, for all my niggas in the house
Uhh, Bad Boy
Who we die for? (B.I.G.)
All day, every day, bitch
Yeah, yeah, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh
Uhh, yo, yeah, ayo, ayo
For the love of B.I.G., we bang out
Since my man died, we don't hang out
We blast brains out
We tear the club up, pullin' things out
Mafia World, all my niggas backs out (B.I.G.)
We Bad Boys, why y'all niggas bitch out?
Coward niggas, most are buried down South
Far from gangsters, really hush puppies
Barely speak when we discuss money (B.I.G.)
Niggas stay yappin' when it's always somethin' funny
The realest niggas never took nothin' from me (B.I.G.)
Rock ice, stay jig (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh)
And hate kids (B.I.G.)
Got niggas on state bids
That hate movies like Rosewood and Matrix (B.I.G.)
Ayo, Biggie taught me well
Biggie told me how to flip bricks like cartwheels (B.I.G.)
To all my thugs who puffed him
All my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name (B.I.G.)
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
Nigga, please, I cock and squeeze for (B.I.G.)
Mafia, representin' Bucktown
Niggas, cock back, niggas, better duck down
Face down, you know the routine
The cream, earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring
From B.I.G., I learned to grip my Uzi
Once I got it, I lock it
Banger, big city boy with deep pockets
See me speak, that paper better be the topic
I like my ice frozen like the Antarctic
I'm quick to finish it, too good to start it
And with the flashy colors on, you just a target
Waitin' for a hard hit
I like marine blue, marine green, run with a mean team
Matched out, fresh out them state greens
We big boys, we do big things
Born in this county of kings
I ain't got the Uzi, I spray things, take things
Guns whenever my mood swing
From the summer, fall, winter to spring
My nigga Ill's hold me down from the Beam
Like Big said, we do the real things
We still bubble, and steal chains
Still tussle, still struggle, we feel pain
Still ride, still die for B.I.G.'s name
To all my thugs who puffed him
All my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name (B.I.G.)
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
Nigga, please, I cock and squeeze for (B.I.G.)
Mafia, representin' Bucktown
Niggas, cock back, niggas, better duck down
Face down, you know the routine
The cream, earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring
For B.I.G., I grip the Sig, put six in your wig
Not 'cause of what he said, 'cause of what he did
When I hit, I pop quiz
That's the way I was raised and that's the way it is for (B.I.G.)
We roll like the Panthers
Show our guns on camera
Do jux with police scanners
Niggas mediocre, full of dirt like hampers
I roll with a bunch of niggas that wear bandanas and rep (B.I.G.)
We kept it thorough, from the heart, rep the borough
BK style, see Big, how?
Now, let's see who
Wanna go against Mafia World
Niggas nothin' but squirrels, they know we rep (B.I.G.)
Tryin' to get a nut
Hittin' the head or below the gut
Wood style, roll 'em up, get plucked
What? Go back to spendin' a ton
And no cats will go toos
Know I gotta bust for my (B.I.G.)
To all my thugs who puffed him
All my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name (B.I.G.)
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
Nigga, please, I cock and squeeze for (B.I.G.)
Mafia, representin' Bucktown
Niggas, cock back, niggas, better duck down
Face down, you know the routine
The cream, earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring
Now when I cock back and squeeze
My Desert Eag' make you drop to your knees
Barely able to breathe, my bullets move in threes
One for Brooklyn, one for Mafioso, take that, uhh
And this one's for (B.I.G.)
You know Frank kept me iced out
Mink draggin', seven figures in my bank account
All that material shit y'all still tryin' to get, uhh
Bad Boy niggas tryin' to be like (B.I.G.)
All y'all lame-ass niggas, keep my man name out your mouth
Or get it, uhh, right, check it
It's the B-I-double-G-I-E
Y'all niggas can't see Poppa nor the Big Mama, who you love? (B.I.G.)
For the Y2G, the 210, we got it sewn
We don't need y'all help, we hold our own
'Cause this goes out to cats not tryin' to give it up
B.I.G. lives in us, shout him out (B.I.G.)
To all my thugs who puffed him
All my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name (B.I.G.)
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
Nigga, please, I cock and squeeze for (B.I.G.)
Mafia, representin' Bucktown
Niggas, cock back, niggas, better duck down
Face down, you know the routine
The cream, earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring
To all my thugs who puffed him
All my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name (B.I.G.)
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
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