Queen Bee and Notorious B.I.G. The best ever lived, the best that ever did it The that ever lived it, cock suckers, what's his name? That's how we do it y'all, yeah, to all my in the house Bad Boy, who we die for all day, everyday nigga, yeah,
For the of Big, we bang out Since my man died, we hang out We blow brains out, we tear the up pullin' things out Mafia World, all my max out We Bad Boys, why y'all cracked out Coward niggaz, most are buried south
Far gangstas, really hush puppies barely speak when we discuss money Niggaz yappin' when there's always somethin' funny The realest never took nuthin' from me
Rock ice, stay jig, fuck with niggaz that got And hate kids got niggaz on bids That movies like Rosewood and Matrix A yo, Biggie taught me well, told me How to flip bricks cartwheel
To all my who puffed him To all my girls who him You love him, his name Biggie I'd die on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and for Biggie
Representin' town Mack cocked back, niggaz better duck down Face down, you know the routine, the Earing's, you the drama Biggie bring
For Big I to grip aim and cock it once I got it, I lock it Banger, big city boy with pockets See me speak, that paper better be the I like my ice frozen the Antarctic I'm quick to it, your good to start it And with the flashy colors on, you just a for a hard hit
I like marine blue, marine green, with a mean team out, fresh out, and stay greams We big boys, we do big things, born in this of kings I got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the Fall, to the spring my nigga ill's holdin' it down for the beam Like BIG said, we do the real things, we still and steal chains tustle, still struggle, we feel pain still ride, still die for Big's name
To all my thugs who him To all my who hugged him You love him, his name Biggie I'd rather die on my feet, than on my knees Nigga please, I cock and for Biggie
Representin' Buck Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz better down Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the drama bring
For Big I the cig, put six in your wig Not 'cause of what he said, 'cause of he did When I that pop quiz, that's the way I was raised And the way it is for Biggie We roll the Panthers, show our guns on camera Do with police scanners, niggaz mediocre Full of dirt like hampers I roll with a of niggaz That wear bandannas and rep
We kept it through, from the heart the barrel B.K. style, see Big howl, now Lets see who, wanna go against Mafia Niggaz nuthin' but squirrels, know we rep Biggie tryin' to get a nut, hit in the head or below the gut Wood style roll 'em up, get plucked, nigga Go back to spend a ton, and know cats wit gold Know my gat and bust for my Biggie
To all my who puffed him To all my who hugged him You love him, yell his Biggie I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my Nigga please, I cock and for Biggie
Representin' Buck Mack cocked back, niggaz better duck down down, you know the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the drama Biggie
Now when I back and squeeze, my Desert E'z Make you drop to knees, barely able to breathe My move in threes, one for Brook-lyn One for Mafia so take that and this for Biggie You know Frank me iced out Mink dragon, seven in my bank account All that shit, y'all still tryin' to get it
You pricks, get off his dick tryin' to be like Biggie All y'all lame ass niggas my man name out your mouth Or get shit right, check it, it's the B I, double G I E Y'all niggaz see Poppa, nor the Big Moma Who you Biggie for the Y2G, the two ten We got it sewn, we don't need help, we hold our own 'Cause this out to cats not tryin' to give it up B I G missin' us, shout him out
To all my who puffed him To all my who hugged him You love him, his name Biggie I'd rather die on my feet, than on my knees Nigga please, I cock and for Biggie
Representin' Buck Mack 11's back, niggaz better duck down Face down, you the routine, the cream Earing's, you know the Biggie bring
To all my thugs who him To all my girls who him You love him, yell his Biggie I'd rather die on my