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Twan, damn, man
That nigga Big got to say?
Yo Big, what got to say Big?

Yeah, yeah, shout out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ
one and two, my man Milk
My man Dawg, the OGB crew
Y'all know how we flow and I'ma drop it this y'all

Oh, what a feeling in my four by four
Girlies galore, BIG on the
trimming with the smoke tint
Givin' chumps a hit as I count my

Stacks of doves, my mans is C-note
All from sayin' that BIG wrote
Blunt, I take a toke but only if weeds
with no seeds, a sip of Hennessy

Pass to D or movin' solo
with a skeezer by my side, that's a no, no
Tell me I ain't the flyest nigga that you saw
Live in action, raw

coming through? Y'all know who

Bed-Stuy Brooklyn where this rapper was
Your rhymes ain't shit, they must be
Many awaited, the heavyset brother from Street
To drop a rhyme to a beat

Expellin' as if I was at Sarah J
Or and girls at any school around the way
Opponents, but I'm the principal
Hard to beat, near invincible

Niggaz wanna how I live the mack life
money, smokin' mics like crack pipes
Flippin' bombs, stayin' calm, givin' my people my
And sayin' rhymes to set off the

Yes, me, the BIG
Competition ripper ever thirteen
to steal clothes, was considered a thief
Until I hustlin' on Fulton Street

loot, knockin' boots on the regular
Pass the microphone, I'm the competitor
and all that, my clothes is all that
Chumps to me, that's where they took a fall at

BIG burner, that's unheard of
I stay close to mine like on Turner
Quick to smother, a punk
Undercover to mother, I'm above ya

And I ya 'cause you're a sweet bitch
A crazy crab, you might make my dick
I flow looser than Luther, words ya get to
BIG is a born trooper like ice I scoop ya
My music you wanna get loose to, pimp and I'm not a booster

So what 'cha got to say? mackin' word is bond
There's no assumption, I got it goin' on
I'm not conceited, my tell me this
Even my be noddin' her head to this

Makes her to see her one son get loud
Flip on a and bow to the crowd
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or two or three or
Live in action, raw

Round two, the rhyme regulator here to ya
As ya follow this, yeah I gave a toast to ya
See, they on ya like a kernel
You didn't that the beef was eternal

injury, that's what you're soon to see
BIG keep
in my waist if they come opponent
Run upstairs, my skimmer and my coat

And I'm floatin' to punk part of town
Anybody frontin' they better duck
Don't get mad I grazed ya
You in that four-door Blazer

Quick, I couldn't get a hit, shit I was aimin' for the melon
But the kick of my three-pound auto no tellin'
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a or two or three or four
in action, guaranteed raw

And you stop and you don't stop
You keep on to my man Milk and
Like I said before the whole OGB is in full
Most definitely, a shout on to the freestyle Born Allah
Yeah, that bum ass nigga from Q