It be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin' is infinity. Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slip the Mickey. I'm so on the low, it'd take a Navy Seal to get me when I surface.
Somebody gonna die in this bitch. We about to air it out. . I don't know what convinced you to mention the Mobb. Must of been bent straight of the alcohol.
It's the Barre baby. (Huh). The Barre baby. (Who?). The Barre baby. (What?). The Barre baby. . It's the Barre baby. (Huh). The Barre baby. (Who?). The Barre baby.
[Big Moe]. Well it ain't plex with the East and the West. and plenty drink for your kids and plenty of weed for your chest. so leave your pistol at home cause we ain't trying to go to war.
[intro: Biggie Sound (Bobby Shaw)]. She has grace! So, so she has grace. Huh!. The fake Biggie! (Wooooooooooooooo). Huh!. The fake Biggie! (Wooooooooooooooo).
[intro: Biggie Sound]. Go pullin' air nigga!. T.B.S. Thug. . [Rick Slim]. Ambition of the good life. Come to fight, O after O. Led us to a nice-day in tha snow.
[chorus: MC Quita][3X]. New York, Big Apple!. Now, sing wit' T.B.S. Thug. We're real thugs, shakin' the club. . [Jim Rampage]. Laaaaaaa... La, la, la, la....
[intro]. Hey guys we're here to shoot. . [Heartbeat]. . [verse 1]. Look good! This sound doesn't come out here. The Big-Big spendin' is down the street.
[intro]. Listen, respect and dance with the Biggie!. Heeeeeee! (Haha). . [chorus]. Move around with Biggie. Just dance now. . Na na na na na. Na na na na na.
[Big Sound talkin']. Biggie Sound the best for the street. The best for the broken. Huh, Respect my Tech. . [Big Sound]. Be a thug too. Spend some money now, buy a yacht now.
[chorus]. Baby get get get get get down. Get get get get get down. Get get get get get down. Yeah! Bursts now!. Who's the last Don. Let's go with Biggie Sound.
Yeah. This is classic shit right here, vintage shit. Go get ya tape decks ready. You know I had to bring 'em back. Terror era's the squad man. Yeah uh yo uh yo.
Bye Bye Baby 2:55 Trk 10. (M. Merriweather). Big Maceo. Big Maceo - vocals & piano. w/Tampa Red - guitar, Alfred Elkins - im. bass. Recorded: Friday Dec. 15, 1941.
Fried corn and chicken bread, that's what my granny said. If you got a heard up in your head. Eat some fried corn and chicken chick chick chicken bread.
She wears loafer shoes, a dungaree. Red jacket shirt if you please. My boogie woogie, boogie woogie, boogie woogie country girl. Well, I mean what I mean, my boogie woogie country girl.
Turn around for something better. Children give up, don't you ever?. Remember that the Devil's clever. . Brother John, where are you, why are you sleeping?.
Fields are white in snowy spring and I can't remember. The last time that I've seen her. The highway is still cold and wet and I can't forget. The way I had to leave her.
Boom, boom, boom, boom. I'm gonna shoot you right down, right offa your feet. Take you home with me, put you in my house. Boom, boom, boom, boom. . I love to see you strut up and down the floor.
Hey Annie, hey, don't you run away. Said, I won't leave you behind. Just you wait one longer day. Just you ease your mind. . Yes, ease your mind. Hey Annie, don't, yeah.
When I was walking by the blue, blue water. I was thinking about you. By the water you can think forever. By the water so deep and blue. . By the blue, by the blue water.