Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics

Queen Bee and Notorious B.I.G. nigga
The best that ever lived, the best that ever did it
The best that ever lived it, cocksuckers, what's his name, huh?
That's how we do it y'all, to all my niggaz in the house
Bad Boy, who we die for all day, everyday nigga

For the love of BIG, we bang out
Since my man died, we don't hang out
We blow brains out, we tear the club up pullin' things out
Mafia World, all my niggaz max out

We Bad Boys, why y'all niggaz cracked out?
Coward niggaz, most are burried down south
Far from gangstas, really hush puppies
Niggaz bearly speak when we discuss money

Niggaz stay yappin' when there's always somethin' funny
The realest niggaz never took nuthin' from me
Rock ice, stay jig, fuck with niggaz that got drunk
And hate kids, got niggaz on state bids that hate movies
Like Rosewood and Matrix, aiyyo Biggie taught me well
Biggie told me how to flip bricks like cartwheel

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring

For BIG I learn to grip aim and cock it, 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, your 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, roll with a mean team
Meshed out, fresh out, and stay greams

We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings
I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things
Fuck whenever my mood swings
From the summer for the winter to the spring

My nigga ill's holdin' it down for the beam like BIG said
We do the real things, we still bubble and steal chains
Still tustle, still struggle, we feel pain
Still ride, still die for BIG's name

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring

For BIG I grip the cig, put six in your wig
Not 'cause of what he said 'cause of what he did
When I hear that pop quiz, that's the way I was raised
And that's the way it is for
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We roll like the Panthers, show our guns on camera
Do jokes with police scanners, niggaz mediocre, full of dirt like hampers
I roll with a bunch of niggaz that wear bandannas and rep
We kept it thorough, from the heart ripped the barrel

B.K. style, see BIG howl, now
Let's see who wanna go against Mafia world
Niggaz nuthin' but squirrels, they know we rep
Niggaz tryin' to get a nut, hit in the head or below the gut

Wood style roll 'em up, get plucked, nigga what
Go back to spend a ton and know cats wit gold tooths
Know my gat and bust for my nigga

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring

Now when I cock back and squeeze my Desert E'z
Make you drop to your knees, barely able to breathe
My bullets move in threes, one for Brooklyn
One for Mafia so take that, and this one's for

You know Frank kept me iced out
Mink dragon, seven figures in my bank account
All that material shit, y'all still tryin' to get it
You fuckin' pricks, get off his dick tryin' to be like

All y'all lame ass niggaz keep my man name out your mouth
Or get this shit right, check it, it's the B I, double G I E
Y'all niggaz can't see Poppa nor the Big Momma
Who you love for the Y2G, the two ten

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
BIG missin' us, shout him out

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring

To all my thugs who puffed him, to all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name, I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees, nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Mafia
Representin' Bucktown, Mack 11's cocked back
Niggaz better duck down, face down, you know the routine
The cream earings, you know the drama Biggie bring
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