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Tytuł: Niggaz

  • Wykonawca: Notorious B.I.G.
  • Wy¶wietleń: 276

  
   Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.
  
  To all my Brooklyn "Niggas!! (Niggas!!)"
  To all my Uptown "Niggas!! (Niggas!!)"
  To all my Bronx "Niggas!! (Niggas!!)"
  To all my Queensbridge "Niggas!! (Niggas!!)"
  "Nigga nigga nigga.."
  
  [Notorious B.I.G.]
  Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick
  and kicks it quick, you know how black niggaz get
  with the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
  Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
  Hittin buckshots at niggaz that open spots
  on the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
  Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
  Flash the roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
  Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
  Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
  Just in case a nigga wanna act out
  I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
  That's a real nigga for ya
  
  Chorus
  
  [Notorious B.I.G.]
  When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
  just in case dread wanna riff
  He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
  Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
  That's a real nigga for ya
  Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
  Spit at the D.A., cause fuck what she say
  She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
  Up North found first stop for the town
  of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
  You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
  Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler
  
  Chorus 2X
  
  [Notorious B.I.G.]
  Money hoes and clothes
  Blunt smoke comin out the nose, is all a nigga knows
  Flippin on foes, puttin tags on toes
  Watchin the stash grow, clockin the cashflow
  The neighborhood gravedigga
  Gettin paid so much, all the bitches wanna see a nigga
  I guess they figure I'm paid, I wanna get laid
  or since I got loot I wanna knock boots
  I'd rather beat my dick than trick
  and if she don't suck then we don't fuck
  I'd rather make a buck, drive a fat-ass truck
  Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck
  Yes, flex at the two or three Benzes
  I wreck shit, what the fuck you expected?
  A fly guy? Well fuck it, I'm the high guy
  from Bed-Stuy, puttin the swellin on your eye
  and your nose even, when I choke ya you stop breathin
  And when Jake come, I'm leavin!
  
  Chorus 4X