19 lyrics for "R.I.P. to B.I.G"

Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger I call it KKK, 'cause my choppa hate niggas Issa Nightmare on Elm Street A Nightmare on Elm Street I can show
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I keep a stick Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a big Glock You get hit I do not miss shots I tell her, "Kick rocks" Okay, kick rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think I'm dumb, I ain't no kid
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I'm just playing, but I'm saying Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers Barbie dreams R.I.P. to B.I.G Classic shit I'm looking for a nigga to give some babies A hand full of Weezy’s, a sprinkle of Dave East Man, I ain't got no type, like Jxmmi and
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Lot of foreign Fuck I just started? Wishin' to Henny Diamonds on flex Tuck it, I'm blessed Drippin', I'm wet Fuck her, she wet Ooh, big body Benz Hop out, president
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I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door Everywhere I fuckin' go I drop forty racks a show I could go flex on your hoe I be drippin' head to toe I be, I be drippin' head to toe Ooh, Big Head on the beat Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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Let's take another crazy trip around the sun Rockin' this big old rock just tryn'a have fun So let's drink another beer, here's to another year, It's a hang on kinda ride, whispin' in through space and time, Well they say the sea is rising, well that's
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Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Man I run this rap shit Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls R.I.P. to Tupac Nigga roll that good shit You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga
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You know what it is, you know what it isn't Legendary swag, young god, stay drippin' Spillin' champagne on a boat, big pimpin' Life is but a dream, look bitch, stop trippin' She just get it poppin' every time daddy visit Drinking by the pool, go ahead
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Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who
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Come on, big dawg, where you wanna meet? (Dawg, where you wanna meet?) This shit, it just fill up my entity (Yeah) Made me just feel like my enemy (Yeah) I might just turn into my inner beast (Yeah) Know we tote choppers, we in the streets (Yeah) You
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