BIGGIE: Niggas know who's the mind blower, the weed grower Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower B.I.G. top notch with the Glock check your pockets And your sock it's just the way my pops taught me When you throw the drop check em thoroughly The bastard might spin around and try to burry me And dead niggas don't make no moves When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight Reminiscin on my swingin days When I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves Yea she had the Gucci boots I had Sarducci suits Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown Mac-11 cocked back niggas better duck down Face down you know the routine the cream Earrings you know the drama Biggie bring PAC: I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin Thinkin niggas after me much too paranoid to blink Wonder why the police don't want to see me stackin G's They after a playa but I won't let em capture me I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams (demons) I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger Rollin down the four-five beware of stangers Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone From out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers roam Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me Before the penitentiary
THIS JAM IS BURNING 🔥 🔥 🔥 😎👍👑👑
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love ya music man, shame it cant be on spotify
Thanks bro😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ . This one is on spotify (ON CTAH RMX)
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this beat is dope!!🤩
Thanks bro. More fire beats coming soon 🥰🥰🥰
Your so tuff!. Can I have 1 minute maybe 2?
Yes bro ✌️🥰
Tight 💯
Woow 😮
WTF 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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Remix criminal#510:.
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BIGGIE:
Niggas know who's the mind blower, the weed grower Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower B.I.G. top notch with the Glock check your pockets And your sock it's just the way my pops taught me When you throw the drop check em thoroughly The bastard might spin around and try to burry me And dead niggas don't make no moves When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight Reminiscin on my swingin days When I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves Yea she had the Gucci boots I had Sarducci suits Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown Mac-11 cocked back niggas better duck down Face down you know the routine the cream Earrings you know the drama Biggie bring
PAC:
I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin Thinkin niggas after me much too paranoid to blink Wonder why the police don't want to see me stackin G's They after a playa but I won't let em capture me I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams (demons) I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger Rollin down the four-five beware of stangers Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone From out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers roam Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me Before the penitentiary
Puedo escuchar la parte de biggie 100 veces al día que flow que ritmo para mi mejor que 2pac
garbage, the dj fatal remix can't be touched and the original track is better than this
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