Notorious Big lyrics
Notorious Big lyrics
"Spit Your Game lyrics"
In The End lyrics
All brawn and no brains And all those nice things You FINALLY got what you want Someone to look good with AND light your cigarette Is this what you really want? I figured out what you're all about And I don't think I like what I see SOOOOO ... I HOPE I won't be there in the end if you come around. How long will he last Before he's a CREEP in the past And you're alone once again? Will you pop up AGAIN and be my "SPECIAL FRIEND" 'till the end? And when will that be? I figured out what you're all about And I don't think I like what I see SOOOOO ... I HOPE I won't be there in the end if you come around. I figured out what you're all ab
(feat. Twista, Bone Thugs N Harmony)All brawn and no brains And all those nice things You FINALLY got what you want Someone to look good with AND light your cigarette Is this what you really want? I figured out what you're all about And I don't think I like what I see SOOOOO ... I HOPE I won't be there in the end if you come around. How long will he last Before he's a CREEP in the past And you're alone once again? Will you pop up AGAIN and be my "SPECIAL FRIEND" 'till the end? And when will that be? I figured out what you're all about And I don't think I like what I see SOOOOO ... I HOPE I won't be there in the end if you come around. I figured out what you're all ab
Notorious...
[B.I.G.]
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
[B.I.G. - Verse]
Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us,
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious, thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us,
Ya'll niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins,
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin,
High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen,
Steadily countin' them benjamins, nigga you should to if u knew wut this game would do 2 u,
Bin in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've bin through,
So called beef with u know who, fucked a few female stars or two,
Then a bluelight niggas knew like
Mike-shiiit not to b
Afraid To Get Close lyrics
Watching the cat sleep on my pillows Afraid to get close to anyone and afraid not to The need of all creatures to be warmed and touched The girls who want dads I think the writing is eating up myself Preventing any togetherness with anyone Hurting and recycling people over and over again How much longer? How many more? I held her in my arms and I didn't want to realize She was putting her life in my hands
e fuck wit. Muthafucka betta duck quick..cuzz me and myWatching the cat sleep on my pillows Afraid to get close to anyone and afraid not to The need of all creatures to be warmed and touched The girls who want dads I think the writing is eating up myself Preventing any togetherness with anyone Hurting and recycling people over and over again How much longer? How many more? I held her in my arms and I didn't want to realize She was putting her life in my hands
Dogs love to buck shit, fuck the luck shit strictly aim
No asperation to
Quit da game. Spit yo' game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip and hit the right one
Pass dat weed l gotta light one
All them niggas l gotta fight one
All them hoes l gotta like one
Our situation is a tight one
What u wanna do? fight or run?
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
[Twista]
Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust,
Don't too many niggas wanna start wit us, got big guns in the cars wit us,
Bust at any muther fucka I can hide wit us,
Don't really wanna show u wut a G.I.B., I'm regularly sippin' in V.I.P.,
When u hear the music it'll be by me, Twista and the legendary nigga B.I.G.,
Brooklyn and K-town, when u check out the flow, u know its goin rain with persistence,
2 legends on the same track,
Soon After Christmas lyrics
I've called you now a thousand times I think I know now You're not home I've said your name a thousand times To be prepared if you'd be there I wanted so to have you And I wanted you to know I wanted to write songs About how we're walking in the snow You've got me slightly disappointed Just a bit and just enough To keep me up another night Waiting for another day The city's taking a day off The streets are empty No one's out tonight My life is in another's hands I wanted so to have you And I wanted you to know I wanted to write songs About how we're walking in the snow But there's no snow this winter there's no words for what I feel for you It's not enough Though it's too much Why must it always be like tha
2 different plains of existence,I've called you now a thousand times I think I know now You're not home I've said your name a thousand times To be prepared if you'd be there I wanted so to have you And I wanted you to know I wanted to write songs About how we're walking in the snow You've got me slightly disappointed Just a bit and just enough To keep me up another night Waiting for another day The city's taking a day off The streets are empty No one's out tonight My life is in another's hands I wanted so to have you And I wanted you to know I wanted to write songs About how we're walking in the snow But there's no snow this winter there's no words for what I feel for you It's not enough Though it's too much Why must it always be like tha
Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows, hit it from the back cus I love to buck hoe,
Spit it for the city I love Chi-ca-go, cali-coes buck, I love to bust those,
You think you can spit on the mike like Biggie and flow just as steady as I, shit is real u know u love
Him, u ain't got "Ready to Die",
"Life After Death", give to 'em, however u wanna nigga,that a day after, give it to ya, however u wanna
Nigga, cus the shit is giddie, so I carry big heat, screamin' girls get me,
Twista and Biggie on the Swizz beat,
3 mils I love to make 1, all these cars I love to ride 1,
All these hoes I love to cut 1, a tribute to
BIG I love to bust 1,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
[Bone Thugs N Harmony]
In the middle of it hammer, bring niggas more drama than they baby mama, nigga on my back ima bomb ya,
One man but attack like a pack of piranhas, like
Aged Idol Of Dusk lyrics
Ages idol of duskLord of the dark forestYour creation of the darknessAnd dark minds exile from skyLooking for black eyesFrom aged mystic ageI see dark shadowFrom aged mystic ageFuneral celebrationSacrament of black circleCome back time of dark godsYour mysterious way to our mindsHoly bonfire consecrate your comingIn flesh of the lightI feel your presenceIn dark hiding of my soulI hear your wordsAged idol of dusk...
terracotta,Ages idol of duskLord of the dark forestYour creation of the darknessAnd dark minds exile from skyLooking for black eyesFrom aged mystic ageI see dark shadowFrom aged mystic ageFuneral celebrationSacrament of black circleCome back time of dark godsYour mysterious way to our mindsHoly bonfire consecrate your comingIn flesh of the lightI feel your presenceIn dark hiding of my soulI hear your wordsAged idol of dusk...
Niggas always ready for war, they don't really wanna see a nigga tho,
We can hit 'em, in a minute, then be finished with 'em
Hit 'em with the venom of a nigga with a sick-o flo
Here wit Swizz, Oh NO!, niggas in trouble,
Somebody better call po-po, its gonna be murder when I get to servin them burners (YEAH),
And niggas ya'll heard of me, brick city killa, nigga word to me,
And i'm passed that like Bernie Magic, wit a jack that'll snatch that rep, and stack some, drag him,
Double on that back random, with the bullets stop brand him,
Feeling hard you can't harass him,
Put it up in your magic, catch the magnum flashing cannons, niggas ain't ready for this 1, cus im on a
Mission to get even better than believe it i'm heavily heated,
It's easy to see it, if you wanna see me let that be the reason.
[B.I.G. - Chorus]
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass
That weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
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