Intro:
I am not wit that standin lookin cool and shit I want ya motherfuckers to jump the up and have motherfuckin fun You understand it means to be black? I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the I go by the of the Puff Daddy But check shit out fives As we procced to you whut you need
Verse One: B.I.G
Sick of ma get a job nigga Pressed to the limit gotta rob me a and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie Whispered in his ear, is what we gotta do G We gots to bang a nigga, and bang a nigga So I cop a benz and drive the fuck out the hood baby mama screamin, your daughter twelve months Can't life slingin rocks and smokin blunts Hangin the niggaz don't pay the bills And bein broke and dirty the nigga chills So what we to do is creep and see a sweet vic Did you see that shit? (hell yea I see shit) Dominican yea whatever Who ever he was he had a under the leather Two keys twenty G's nigga Blew his brains out witnesses we don't need
Chorus: B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
On the road to and diamond rings Real do real things Hanging wit the bitches is the I sing Real niggaz do things
Verse Two: Puff
Yea, yea, yea, yea I tote gats wit my wit my nigga Break then break backs wit my nigga jack wit my Cock the latch wit my Now how you act wit my nigga Just remember there is a gun to dome And i will lick shots and run through home Or better yet i put son to the chrome Turn the music up and unplug the I will kill him my lips You too if i dont see no bricks See I flips when I see no chips Yea I know you in pain I care nigga I want the stash Keys, hash, weed, G's freeze Cock you better bring the things out Before i your motherfucker frame out Nigga
2X
Verse Three: Kim
Big these over here talkin shit Yo fuck I am gonna check these niggaz
What you said up Cant ya Oh thought you talkin to us Um me my bad I should of known you werent wanted with these 3 time The open hearth removers Niggaz think gonna stop my ones Put a contract out and ya lungs We dont think that all we got is guns We buy out everything you claim including your Mama bitch squezze the out of ya niggas Screw i take bites out of ya niggaz Crack ya safe then put a bomb to it Fuck shootin windows i jumps it the all black hoodie beat a nigga till he hurl Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a When it to my nigga B.I.G I see all ya niggaz D.I.E
Chorus: Kim
On the road to riches and diamond Real do real things Hanging with the niggas is the I sing bitches do real things
On the road to riches and rings bitches do real things Hanging the niggas is the song I sing bitches do real things
[B.I.G.] On the road to and diamond rings niggaz do real things Hanging wit the bitches is the song I Real niggaz do things
On the road to riches and rings Real do real things Hanging wit the is the song I sing niggaz do real things