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Notorious

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat (Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat (Uuuuuu)

(Swizzie!, Swizzie!)

Spit your game, talk your shit (Y'all ready?)

Grab your gat

Call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat

Call your clique

(Where Brooklyn at? Hey, King of New York B.I.G., Twista, Bone)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Spit your game, talk your shit, Grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I gotsta light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Armed and dangerous, ain’t too many can bang with us

Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious

Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it’s strange to us

Y’all niggas be scrambling, gambling

Up in restaurants with mandolins, and violins

We just sitting here trying to win, trying not to sin

High off weed and lots of gin

So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins

Nigga you should too, if you knew, what this game’ll do to you

Been in this shit since '92

Look at all the bullshit I been through

Sure caught beef with you know who

Fucked a few female stars or two

Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit

Not to be fucked with

Motherfucker better duck quick, cause

Me and my dogs love to buck shit

Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim

No aspirations to quit the game

Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit

Grab yo' gat, call yo' clique

Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed, I got to light one

All them niggas I got ta fight one

All them hoes I got ta like one

Our situation is a tight one

Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

(Ladies and gentlemen, Twista)

Making money, living marvelous

In God we trust

Don’t too many niggas wanna start with us

Got big guns in the cars with us

Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us

They really wanna show you what a G.I.B

I’d rather be sipping Remy in V.I.P

We can hear the music and that’ll be by me

Twista with the legendary nigga B.I.G (Uuuuu)

Brooklyn to K-Town, when you checking out the flow

You know it’s gon' reign with persistence

Two legends on the same track, two different planes of existence

Let’s get it cracking, I love to bust flows

Hit it from the back cause I love to fuck ho

Do it for the city, I love Chicago

Calico’s bumping, I love to bust dough (Jeeesus)

You think you could spit on the mic like you Biggie and flow just as steady as I

Shit, it’s real, you know you love em, you ain’t got Ready To Die

Life After Death, give it to you however you want it nigga

Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga, Huuuu

Cause the shit it get deep

So I carry big heat

Screaming «come and get me»

Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)

Free mils, I love to make one

All these cars, I love to ride one

All these hoes, I love to cut one

A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I gotsta light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I gotsta light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

(Them Bone boys is back! Them Bone boys is back! Let’s go)

In the middle of it I’mma

Bring niggas more drama then they baby mamas

Nigga wanna battle I’mma bomb ya

One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas

Like terracotta, niggas always ready for the war

But they really don’t wanna see a nigga though

We can get em in a minute then we finish with the venom of the rhythm of a

nigga with a sick-o-flow

Doing it with Swizz, oh no!

You niggas is in some trouble

Somebody better call po-po, it’s gonna be murder when I get to serving them

verbally (Yeah!)

Nigga y’all heard of me

Wig splitter, killer nigga, word to me

And I’m classic like Bird and Magic with a tactic to snatch his rep back and

stack some platinum

Dumping on them at random

With the bullets I brand them

Fitting to hold the game ransom, running up in your mansion, cash demanding,

flashing cannons (Let's go)

Niggas ain’t ready for this one cause (C'mon) I’m on a mission to get even

better believe it

I’m heavily heated, it’s easy to see me

If you want to see me, let that be the reason (C'mon, B.I.G.!)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I gotsta light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I gotsta light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

(Notorious! Notourious!)

You just heard the sounds of the King of New York

There’s only one crown