RIP Christopher George Latore Wallace The Notorious B.I.G. The King Of New York The King Of Brooklyn The Greatest Rapper Of All Time 1972 - 1997 At The Age Of 24 Years Old.
Big flow and word play was crazy on this man. Im a huge Pac Fan, and even though this was a Diss, I can't deny big snapped on this one. BIG & RZA pure harmony. Would love to have heard more from Big & the Wu Tang
Tried to freestyle this like biggie. He hits every rhyme like he is ending a bar. When I try to do this I am out of breath quick. He was fat right? It is pure skill.
@@mawandemdutywa2571 big prolly had the best cadence but just purely “rapping “ I think Jay-z tops him if listen to “Brooklyn’s finest “ big had a hard time adapting to those rhyme schemes.( Clark Kent said it the best )
There both legends but i dont think they wouldve did what big did to this beat. This song '(the demo version specifically) is one of Bigs illest songs ever despite him dissin pac after he died
@@KvngLxo I love biggie sl much but it's not cool that he dissed pac after he died. he said: slugs missed ya, i ain't mad acha. come that's not cool lool
@@Jaunty_jules Biggie was a cold ass dude 🥶. I can't hate if you wanna say PAC was better but lyrically B.I.G is the real killer in the rap game. And of course they released it after he died. And never mentioned his name because they didn't wanna go to jail. I believe Puffy put 1M on Pacs head for Hit Em Up. It was his time but ultimately karma got Biggie too
make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater, and spectators Buy my CD twice They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice But that's on the low doe' Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas Snort-cane niggas Extortion came quicker Bought the Range' nigga Ya still tickle me I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be The games sour like like a pickle be Ya'll know da rules Move from BK ta New Jerus Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew Bitches, we ran through Now da years new I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya) Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing Catch cases, come out frontin' Smokin' something Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it wit the basic 6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it We hard ta hit Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up Wipe the pee up Lick shots, woke his seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up Long kiss Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at, these fuckin' Maniacs put my name in raps, what part the Game is that? Like they hustle backwards I smoke backwoods, and Duchies You can't touch me Try to rush me Slugs go, touchy-touchy Ya bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me Or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys Wit the holy ghost I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey Slip-n-tryin' ta break me Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue My team in the marine-blue, six-coupe Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out The block for distances, givin' long kisses bitch Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer Then, drugs and MAC-10s Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you Be broke, girls won't date you That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue Make you, open the safe too No matter how you call it (How you call it) This brolic, alcoholic Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine Drink Ballantine, all the time Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight
@@JamesHowardBeats ruclips.net/video/s4s5bj5fZO8/видео.html i want that riff from 0:00 to 0:32, like 0:22 - 0:32 looped while 0:00 to 0:22 more like intro, bridge, through that loop. i'm unaware of terminology so sorry if i'm not using it properly.
Allegado mi Big Bang creacion todo. Desde un principio ago presencio cómo la explosión que. Formo creacion todo parte de un inicio Comienso exponiendo el. Verso en un sobre un fristal. Con el intrumental
[Intro: Puff Daddy & Notorious B.I.G] Mmmmmmmmm-HMM See.. [echoes] I told you.. [echoes] See, I told y'all muh'fuckers Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man I told y'all to stop! He fucked up, yo.. I pray for you to stop Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. yo.. yo.. Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. But no, you didn't stop Yo.. yo.. And now, we won't stop [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.] Time, time for you to die As I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release you lose teeth like Lil' Cease Nigga please, blood floods your dungarees And that's just the half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater and spectators Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets They be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low though" Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show I pull out .44s and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas, snort 'caine niggas Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be 'Til Lil' Cease crippled me Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be The game sour like a pickle be, y'all know the rules Move from BK to New Jeruz Thinkin' 'bout all the planes we flew, bitches we ran through Now the year's new, I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous When my men bust, you just move with such stamina Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha) Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin' Catch cases, come out fronting, smokin' something Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it with the basic, six TVs a system Knockin' Ma$e shit, face it, we hard to hit Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you for your re-up Wipe the pee up, lick shots, woke your seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, long kiss
Hey yo i came to blaze a flame on an unorthodoxed frames sorta like the range of the gangs high as the clouds remained i can fine the names of the ill willed no fates banging shit that leaves niggas bad and mad with no taste as i became the source of thrills that over sized banks where i can take my change and buy up the masks to hide face my loss of trust goes out to those that break in any rate im built up to harden faith leaving marks with scars on haiters that make wrong moves and mistake luck by falls they blame their faults on fate.
Salgo pa la calle y me encuentro con neblina,la base es mi criterio a mi ninguno me apadrina,la musa me da vida y la asesino dn otra rn u dimencion por pasion atencion que seoara la verdad de la ficcion,el mundo que planteas lo llevas a la accion la pistas me raptan pasar el rato,abriendo puertas como kratos empieza el rito la misa se llena de pilatos,conozco la existencia de esos pensamientos por eso me apodo maquinando maquinas de guerra se van apagando si el supremo lo desea,el univerdo me posee pa narrar esta odisea peter parker escasea pero kenny es cualquiera hijos de puta,por los tattos o las fotos te aplican la cicuta,con o sin razon, conoces mis palabras mas no mi corazon,alaba los humanos enriquerece a ese mazon,busca tu pasion y vuelve un experto,no te quedes corto se el agua en el dicierto la calma del volcan el ojo para el tuerto
I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater, and spectators Buy my CD twice They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice But that's on the low doe' Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas Snort-cane niggas Extortion came quicker Bought the Range' nigga Ya still tickle me I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be The games sour like like a pickle be Ya'll know da rules Move from BK ta New Jerus Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew Bitches, we ran through Now da years new I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya) Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing Catch cases, come out frontin' Smokin' something Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it wit the basic 6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it We hard ta hit Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up Wipe the pee up Lick shots, woke his seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up Long kiss
I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater, and spectators Buy my CD twice They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice But that's on the low doe' Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas Snort-cane niggas Extortion came quicker Bought the Range' nigga Ya still tickle me I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be The games sour like like a pickle be Ya'll know da rules Move from BK ta New Jerus Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew Bitches, we ran through Now da years new I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya) Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing Catch cases, come out frontin' Smokin' something Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it wit the basic 6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it We hard ta hit Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up Wipe the pee up Lick shots, woke his seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up Long kiss Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at, these fuckin' Maniacs put my name in raps, what part the Game is that? Like they hustle backwards I smoke backwoods, and Duchies You can't touch me Try to rush me Slugs go, touchy-touchy Ya bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me Or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys Wit the holy ghost I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey Slip-n-tryin' ta break me Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue My team in the marine-blue, six-coupe Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out The block for distances, givin' long kisses bitch Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer Then, drugs and MAC-10s Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you Be broke, girls won't date you That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue Make you, open the safe too No matter how you call it (How you call it) This brolic, alcoholic Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine Drink Ballantine, all the time Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight
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This beat is a museum quality musical masterpiece
words cannot express how beautiful this instrument is
RZA is on a other stratosphere….. so many ICONIC beat he produced/createt
Rza is a monster for this
kurt wagner yes
Ion think he made this
@@kaygetsbusy can you show me
@@kaygetsbusy can you show me the video
@@bflbeats7384 my guy RUclips rza vs dj premier
RIP Christopher George Latore Wallace
The Notorious B.I.G.
The King Of New York
The King Of Brooklyn
The Greatest Rapper Of All Time
1972 - 1997
At The Age Of 24 Years Old.
Haunting and beautiful at the same time, epic 🔥
Big flow and word play was crazy on this man. Im a huge Pac Fan, and even though this was a Diss, I can't deny big snapped on this one. BIG & RZA pure harmony. Would love to have heard more from Big & the Wu Tang
RIP NOTORIOUS
I was waiting 3 years for the instrument of this track and you finally made it.. nice job mate
Why do I feel like I want to become a fighter and come out my dressing room to this beat
Do it my brother! 😁
That's RZA production for you, always sounds like war music
Como suena esoooooO!!!
rza is genius for this and you are fuckin legend for remakin this one here.
Tried to freestyle this like biggie. He hits every rhyme like he is ending a bar. When I try to do this I am out of breath quick. He was fat right? It is pure skill.
Me too
Thas why Biggie is the best at rapping, just pure spitting. He's unmatched there.
@@mawandemdutywa2571 big prolly had the best cadence but just purely “rapping “ I think Jay-z tops him if listen to “Brooklyn’s finest “ big had a hard time adapting to those rhyme schemes.( Clark Kent said it the best )
@@derrickwright5728 Biggie is a lot more skilled than jay when it comes to spitting though
@@Burst644 not really when biggie said hov raps better than him
Man imagine if Ghost and Raekwon was on this beat rza generous for givin this to bad boy
There both legends but i dont think they wouldve did what big did to this beat. This song '(the demo version specifically) is one of Bigs illest songs ever despite him dissin pac after he died
@@KvngLxo I love biggie sl much but it's not cool that he dissed pac after he died. he said: slugs missed ya, i ain't mad acha. come that's not cool lool
@@KvngLxo the one with Cappadonna?
@@Jaunty_jules Biggie was a cold ass dude 🥶. I can't hate if you wanna say PAC was better but lyrically B.I.G is the real killer in the rap game. And of course they released it after he died. And never mentioned his name because they didn't wanna go to jail. I believe Puffy put 1M on Pacs head for Hit Em Up. It was his time but ultimately karma got Biggie too
@@KvngLxo*They're* not There. 😅🤣
Omg yes! This is the kind ofv long kiss instrumental ive veen looking for!
This beat is alr great. I wonder how much greater it would've been if they let RZA arrange it
Tbis beat is insane 🔥
This diss is my 2. on my list of the best diss tracks of all time, L.A. L.A. Is on 12. R.I.P. Prodigy and The Notorious B.I.G. and 2Pac
Who was he dissing
Montae Bass on which track?
@@peanutromano7273 this one
@@bflbeats7384 2pac
@@Theawesomegamersamfred no he wasn't dissing only pac, he was also dissing the west coast
This instrumental makes me wanna be a serial killer 😂😂😂 such a strong instrumental
I’ll join you😳
This beat is straight up demonic 😳
RZA 👐
1:27
Sexy mafia gangsta piano for real
That switch at 1:16 ♨
'Cuz real ver. is like this
It switchs with "move from bk to new jeruz".
🔥🔥🔥
Send this instrumental straight to the Library of Congress.
This beat is a sample. RZA sampled this from Al Green - The Letter
make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease
Nigga please
Blood floods your dungarees
And that's just a half of my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average playa hater, and spectators
Buy my CD twice
They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice
But that's on the low doe'
Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show
I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggas
Snort-cane niggas
Extortion came quicker
Bought the Range' nigga
Ya still tickle me
I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me
Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be
The games sour like like a pickle be
Ya'll know da rules
Move from BK ta New Jerus
Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew
Bitches, we ran through
Now da years new
I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious
Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
Slugs missed ya
I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya)
Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing
Catch cases, come out frontin'
Smokin' something
Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it wit the basic
6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it
We hard ta hit
Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up
Wipe the pee up
Lick shots, woke his seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
Long kiss
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at, these fuckin'
Maniacs put my name in raps, what part the
Game is that? Like they hustle backwards
I smoke backwoods, and Duchies
You can't touch me
Try to rush me
Slugs go, touchy-touchy
Ya bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me
Or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky
Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me
Rest where the worms and the weak be
My nine flies, baptize, rap guys
Wit the holy ghost
I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey
Slip-n-tryin' ta break me
Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue
My team in the marine-blue, six-coupe
Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out
The block for distances, givin' long kisses bitch
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine
I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin
Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer
Then, drugs and MAC-10s
Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you
Be broke, girls won't date you
That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue
Make you, open the safe too
No matter how you call it (How you call it)
This brolic, alcoholic
Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine
Drink Ballantine, all the time
Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline
Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times
Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though
Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Thanks
Respect
Al Green - the Letter
This is fuckin FLAMES!!!!!!
That beat use on song capone mobb deep LA LA
Yes that’s the Kuwait Mix
On point, nice job!
Good work yo
Nice remake
Shawn:
This Shit,
Is Never
Gonna stop !
Do you know who the fuk i am ?
Can you do a video on how to play the piano part
Nice and clean sub!
Rza
Please remake the beat of my downfall
When the RZA is behind a track it's unmatched
Shoota93 absolutely murdered this beat
i'm struggling so hard to sample one small melody. could you help me?
Sure which one?
@@JamesHowardBeats ruclips.net/video/s4s5bj5fZO8/видео.html i want that riff from 0:00 to 0:32, like 0:22 - 0:32 looped while 0:00 to 0:22 more like intro, bridge, through that loop. i'm unaware of terminology so sorry if i'm not using it properly.
@@JamesHowardBeats was the comment unnoticed?
Yuhhh..
🔥🔥🔥
Allegado mi Big Bang creacion todo. Desde un principio ago presencio cómo la explosión que. Formo creacion todo parte de un inicio
Comienso exponiendo el. Verso en un sobre un fristal. Con el intrumental
Dope
Lindo
way...to f'in go!!!!
I used to be as strong as ripple be, til lil cease crippled me
I have to play this version to not hear Puff ruin it.
❄️❄️❄️ !!
🎶 "Time, time for you to die, as I kiss your ass, goodbye! Time, time for you to die, as I kiss your ass, goodbye!" 🎶
Better than the LA LA beat by far
Can I use this?
Sure just make sure you credit me
James Howard Beats of course
Goddamn
💓💓
[Intro: Puff Daddy & Notorious B.I.G]
Mmmmmmmmm-HMM
See.. [echoes]
I told you.. [echoes]
See, I told y'all muh'fuckers
Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man
I told y'all to stop!
He fucked up, yo..
I pray for you to stop
Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. yo.. yo..
Yo, yo yo yo, yo..
But no, you didn't stop
Yo.. yo..
And now, we won't stop
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release you lose teeth like Lil' Cease
Nigga please, blood floods your dungarees
And that's just the half of my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average playa hater and spectators
Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low though"
Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show
I pull out .44s and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggas, snort 'caine niggas
Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga
Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be
'Til Lil' Cease crippled me
Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be
The game sour like a pickle be, y'all know the rules
Move from BK to New Jeruz
Thinkin' 'bout all the planes we flew, bitches we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious
Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous
When my men bust, you just move with such stamina
Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)
Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out fronting, smokin' something
Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it with the basic, six TVs a system
Knockin' Ma$e shit, face it, we hard to hit
Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, lick shots, woke your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, long kiss
Sick as f
Hey yo i came to blaze a flame on an unorthodoxed frames sorta like the range of the gangs high as the clouds remained i can fine the names of the ill willed no fates banging shit that leaves niggas bad and mad with no taste as i became the source of thrills that over sized banks where i can take my change and buy up the masks to hide face my loss of trust goes out to those that break in any rate im built up to harden faith leaving marks with scars on haiters that make wrong moves and mistake luck by falls they blame their faults on fate.
Salgo pa la calle y me encuentro con neblina,la base es mi criterio a mi ninguno me apadrina,la musa me da vida y la asesino dn otra rn u dimencion por pasion atencion que seoara la verdad de la ficcion,el mundo que planteas lo llevas a la accion la pistas me raptan pasar el rato,abriendo puertas como kratos empieza el rito la misa se llena de pilatos,conozco la existencia de esos pensamientos por eso me apodo maquinando maquinas de guerra se van apagando si el supremo lo desea,el univerdo me posee pa narrar esta odisea peter parker escasea pero kenny es cualquiera hijos de puta,por los tattos o las fotos te aplican la cicuta,con o sin razon, conoces mis palabras mas no mi corazon,alaba los humanos enriquerece a ese mazon,busca tu pasion y vuelve un experto,no te quedes corto se el agua en el dicierto la calma del volcan el ojo para el tuerto
No truce
0:32
I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease
Nigga please
Blood floods your dungarees
And that's just a half of my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average playa hater, and spectators
Buy my CD twice
They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice
But that's on the low doe'
Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show
I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggas
Snort-cane niggas
Extortion came quicker
Bought the Range' nigga
Ya still tickle me
I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me
Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be
The games sour like like a pickle be
Ya'll know da rules
Move from BK ta New Jerus
Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew
Bitches, we ran through
Now da years new
I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious
Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
Slugs missed ya
I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya)
Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing
Catch cases, come out frontin'
Smokin' something
Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it wit the basic
6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it
We hard ta hit
Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up
Wipe the pee up
Lick shots, woke his seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
Long kiss
you're like an X fan. but a 10000000000000000000000000000000x times better
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I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease
Nigga please
Blood floods your dungarees
And that's just a half of my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average playa hater, and spectators
Buy my CD twice
They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice
But that's on the low doe'
Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show
I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggas
Snort-cane niggas
Extortion came quicker
Bought the Range' nigga
Ya still tickle me
I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me
Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be
The games sour like like a pickle be
Ya'll know da rules
Move from BK ta New Jerus
Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew
Bitches, we ran through
Now da years new
I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious
Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
Slugs missed ya
I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya)
Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing
Catch cases, come out frontin'
Smokin' something
Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it wit the basic
6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it
We hard ta hit
Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up
Wipe the pee up
Lick shots, woke his seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
Long kiss
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at, these fuckin'
Maniacs put my name in raps, what part the
Game is that? Like they hustle backwards
I smoke backwoods, and Duchies
You can't touch me
Try to rush me
Slugs go, touchy-touchy
Ya bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me
Or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky
Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me
Rest where the worms and the weak be
My nine flies, baptize, rap guys
Wit the holy ghost
I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey
Slip-n-tryin' ta break me
Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue
My team in the marine-blue, six-coupe
Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out
The block for distances, givin' long kisses bitch
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine
I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin
Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer
Then, drugs and MAC-10s
Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you
Be broke, girls won't date you
That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue
Make you, open the safe too
No matter how you call it (How you call it)
This brolic, alcoholic
Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine
Drink Ballantine, all the time
Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline
Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times
Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though
Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight