Notorious B.I.G. - Intro (ready to die) Lyrics
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| Notorious B.I.G.
- Intro (ready to die) Lyrics
Album: [Puff Daddy] Push C'mon Shorty stay push, c'mon C'mon, c'mon push it's almost there One more time, c'mon *baby cries* C'mon push baby, one more time *baby cries* Harder harder, push harder Push, push, c'mon One more time, here it goes! I see the head! Yeah c'mon! YEAH! YEAHHHH! You did it baby, yeah! *Curtis Mayfield's "Super Fly" plays over this* *Sugarhill Gang's "Rappers Delight" fades in* ... the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop! Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang The boogey to the boogedy beat Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin, to the beat *voice comes in over* God damnit, what the fuck are you doin? You can't control that god damn boy? (What?) I just saw Ms. Jersey, he told me he caught the motherfuckin boy and chopped him (Get your black ass off!) You can't control the god, I don't know what the fuck to do with that boy (What the fuck do you, whatta you do?) If if you can't fuckin control him (All you fuckin do is bitch at me) Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherfuckin ass to a group home goddamnit, what?? I'll smack the shit outta you bitch (Take your black ass, the fuck outta here) Motherfucker, you are fuckin up (Comin in here, smellin like pile of shit, dumb motherfucker) *Sugarhill fades out, Audio Two fades in* Gizmo's cuttin, up for the Suckers that's, down with me! What nigga you wanna rob them motherfuckin trains you crazy? B.I.G.: Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin right, nigga yes Nigga what the fuck nigga? We gonna get... B.I.G.: Nigga it's eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke? Yeah nigga but, but... B.I.G.: Motherfucker is you broke motherfucker? We need to get some motherfuckin paper nigga Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin train B.I.G.: Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga? My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga is you wit me? *gun clicks* Motherfuck is you wit me? Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon B.I.G.: Alright then nigga lets make it happen then All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor! *blam blam* Get on the motherfuckin floor! B.I.G.: Chill, give me all your motherfuckin money And don't move nigga! B.I.G.: Give me all your motherfuckin money, I want the jewelry Give me every fuckin thing Nigga I'd shut the fuck up or I'ma blow your motherfuckin brains out! Nigga, give me your jewerly, give me your wallet B.I.G.: Fuck you bitch, get up off that shit What the fuck you holdin on to that shit for bitch? *Audio Two fades out, Snoop Dogg fades in* Open C-74, Smalls Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door So how does it feel leavin us? B.I.G.: C'mon man, what kind of fuckin question is that man? Tryin to get the fuck up out this joint dog Yeah, yeah, you'll be back You niggaz always are B.I.G.: Go head man, what the fuck is you hollerin about? You won't see me up in this motherfucker no mroe We'll see B.I.G.: I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahahaha
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