I lay Who in that s** b****, clipping his tray, sippin' some Ice Water Dipping with Rae, tipping these t*****, dripping for pay And knowing half them b****** is g
preacher, fuck college Without dollars, they don't teach ya shit But how to be broke And when ya get broke, it's all just a big joke Their all gonna laugh at ya And
Rest in peace B.I.G. {Oh...oh...} Let's pay our respects to Hip-Hop {Yeah...yeah...} Remember when I was in high school, yo' And when we used to play
t go and split it ha ha get it (Laughing) Better watch and ya mentionin' fluid ya mouth Better rearrange ya system Y'all niggas want beef look and what Me and
on the microphone and play like E.T. and phone your black ass ho-wome Yo Sauce, if you're down with the groo-hoove Get on the mic and won't ya show and
in me made Charlie B Take a risk and y'all see I shot for the stars and you know I caught it Dinco D, Busta Rhymes, and Milo saw it Two years of hell
nightmares and I wake up laughing With a bottle of Tequila, tryna reach the bottom And why do all my aspirins have an 'X' on 'em? Got two rusty Gats, and two housecats And
walked through the door Threw on "night and day" by E - al. b sure P - she grabbed me, gave me kiss on the lips So I grabbed the cold booty and
hate this guy is a pimp and you know this fam, I dont hold the grams of a colder man and I do it for the youngins and the older fans, niggas whippin
B.L.A.D.'s We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C. It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin G's We doin - big pimpin, on
B L A D's We doin' big pimpin up in NYC It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B U N B Yo, yo, yo, big pimpin', spendin' G's We doin' big pimpin' on B
just flashy Just came to the store to get some black and milds and a lil bit of 93 gas,G Wanna blast me, get sassy, say negative things about OutKast G
B.I.G. motherFUCKERS B.I.G., motherFUCKERS Two thou', B.I.G. motherFUCKERS ??, two thou', motherFUCKERS ??, B.I.G. motherFUCKERS B.I.G. at war, motherFUCKERS B
came slow, and nothing came fast Most times I was out of luck, and dead on my ass But with the heart of a hustler, and the mind of a G I came up, now
webbie I'm ready I'm webbie My niggas be winning and laughing and fakin and fronting Moses like hoes trying to see how we working this company Scoping with pistols and