MP3: Notorious B.I.G.-Hypnotize
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Uh, uh, uh, c'mon
Hah, sicka than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct, niggaz don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there every night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin' ain't sayin' nuttin' So I just speak my peace, keep my piece Cubans with the Jesus piece with my peeps Packin', askin' who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY Miami, D.C. prefer Versace All Philly hoes, dough with Moschino Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi
Now who's the real dookie, meanin' who's really the shit? Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks On the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast squeeze first ask, questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rappin' 'bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, menage-a-trois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, it's easy Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin' Leave that ass leakin', like rapper Demo
Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly Hit 'em wit the force like Obie, dick black like Toby Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me Where the safe? Show me, homey
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid ...
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