Chill Twan, damn, man That nigga Big got something to say? Yo Big, what 'chu got to say Big?
Yeah, yeah, special shout out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal Twin one and two, my man Milk My man Fred Dawg, the OGB crew Y'all know how we flow and I'ma drop it like this y'all Oh, what a feeling driving in my four by four Girlies galore, BIG on the door Chrome trimming with the smoke tint Giving chumps a hit as I count my mint Stacks of doves, half my mans is C-note All from saying rhymes that BIG wrote Blunt, I take a toke but only if it's weeds Skunk with no seeds, a sip of Hennessy Pass to D or maybe moving solo
Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no, no Tell me I ain't the flyest nigga that you ever saw Live in action, guaranteed raw Who's coming through? Y'all know who Bed-Stuy Brooklyn where this rapper was originated Your rhymes ain't shit, they must be constipated Many awaited, the heavyset brother from Fulton Street To drop a rhyme to a funky beat Expelling MC's as if I was at Sarah J Or boys and girls at any school around the way Opponents, pupils but I'm the principal
Hard to beat, damn near invincible Niggaz wanna know how I live the mack life Making money, smoking mics like crack pipes Flipping bombs, staying calm, giving my people my palm And saying rhymes to set off the alarm Yes, it's me, the BIG
Competition ripper ever since thirteen Used to steal clothes, was considered a thief Until I started hustling on Fulton Street Making loot, knocking boots on the regular Pass the microphone, I'm the perfect competitor Jewels and all that, my clothes is all that Chumps stepping to me, that's where they took a fall at BIG without burner, that's unheard of I stay close to mine like Tina on Turner Quick to smother, a punk motherfucker Undercover word to mother, I'm above ya And I love ya 'cause you're a sweet bitch A crazy crab, you might make my dick itch I flow looser than Luther, words ya get used to BIG is a born trooper like ice cream I scoop ya My music you wanna get loose to, stay pimp and I'm not a booster
So what 'cha got to say? This macking word is bond There's no other assumption, I got it going on
I'm not conceited, my friends tell me this Even my mother be nodding her head to this Makes her proud to see her one son get loud Flip on a sucker and bow to the crowd Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or two or three or four Live in action, guaranteed raw Round two, the rhyme regulator here to roast ya As ya follow this, yeah I gave a toast to ya crew See, they popped on ya like a kernel You didn't realize that the beef was eternal
Internal injury, that's what you're soon to see BIG keep company Sometimes in my waist if they come opponent Run upstairs, change my skimmer and my coat And I'm floating to your punk part of town Anybody fronting they better duck down Don't get mad 'cause I grazed ya You jumped in that four-door Blazer Quick, I couldn't get a good hit, shit I was aiming for the melon But the kick of my three-pound auto there's no telling Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or two or three or four Live in action, guaranteed raw And you don't stop and you don't stop You keep on to my man Milk and Thai Like I said before the whole OGB is in full effect Most definitely, sent a shout on to the freestyle Born Allah Yeah, that bum ass nigga from Avenue
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I'm not conceited, my friends tell me this Even my mother be nodding her head to this Makes her proud to see her one son get loud Flip on a sucker and bow to the crowd Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or two or three or four Live in action, gua
