I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell

Somebody gotta die If I go, you gotta go Let the gunshots blow Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I'm

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya Either I'm witcha or against ya Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya Talkin' to the rap inventor ***** wit the game

Fuck bitches, get money, fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money You want to sip Mo' on my living room flo' Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo Pick up my phone say, "Poppa not home" Sex all night, mad head in the morn' Spin my

Gun men alone, keep gun men friend Fire bun, fi all the informer dem Informer lone keep informer friend Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem Watch mi respect, to all the gun men dem No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up) Cuh dis ah 94' when ah

"I love it when you call me big pop-pa" "I love it when you call me big poppa" To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why?) 'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should

B.I.G. is making this cream Bitches always say what the hell does that mean? B is for the bitches, who can't understand How one fly nigga became a man I is for the way it goes in and out One by one I knocks 'em out G is for the way the game goes in the

Biggie Smalls is the illest It's unbelievable Biggie Smalls, Biggie Smalls is the illest Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one Representing BK to the fullest Gats I pull it, bastards ducking when Big be bucking Chickenheads be clucking in my

Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)

This might be the night, that's right, that's right This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye) Y'all can't see this That this might be the night I never thought it would be like this (Yo, yo check this out, yeah motherfuckers) (Come on