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  • 作词 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Barry White/Craig Mack/Trevell Coleman/Melisa "Missy" Elliott
    作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Barry White/Craig Mack/Trevell Coleman/Melisa "Missy" Elliott
    To my **********in' man 50
    Grand, the alcoholic man
    Inject a tall can in his bloodstream if he can
    Biggie Smalls, the ***** stroker
    MC provoker, chocolate
    Thai smoker hear
    I like to max in
    Maximas and
    AcurasYour girl butt cheeks
    I'm smackin' her
    The raw rapper, spine snapper with the little hookers on my lap-ah
    You know the flavor
    Mack-ahA shy ***** but
    I ain't your ****in' comforter
    And if I ever fall in love
    I bet I'm ****in' her
    Ask the hooker, if
    I didn't jook her
    If she tried to front, then
    I drop the
    Chucky Booker on her
    Why you wanna play your games on me, *****, you crazy?
    Commitments,
    I'm Swayze, no time for the ill ****
    Rest with the ****** on that real blood spill ****
    My rappin' tactics are drastic
    Stretchin' ************s like
    Mr. Fantastic
    So if you wanna see my pedigree you better be, filled with energy
    ****** never gettin' me, so let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Yeah, yo, odds even, said shoot
    Asked me the reason, and
    I said loot
    Man that's all
    I'm here for, therefore
    When death declares war, you know what to prepare for
    ****, one for shelter, book flights on
    DeltaLive on your station, the radiation'll melt ya cool
    I guess your momma raised a fool
    You didn't wanna blaze your tool shoulda stayed in school
    Rap terror, shots through your new era
    Get it together, y'all ****** shoulda knew better
    I'm on point like acupuncture
    I might, track and hunt ya, smack and punch ya
    Left side, right side, witcha hoe
    I might slide
    Runnin' with this big guy, y'all ****** is pranksters
    Don't make a ***** have to show you the pound
    And show you the sound, that'll put you low in the ground
    Just let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    I be like what?
    Let me clear my throat
    Break the smoke,
    Missy gotta hit some high notes
    Hey, yo from coast to coast
    I burn like toast
    So **** that
    I floats through snow *****
    Oh, you don't wanna bow to me
    The agony be like, "Somebody help me please"
    Feel my pressure, never could a ***** flow better
    In any weather,
    I'm Biggie bangin' ya *****
    I used to be the chick to lick the lollipop
    Now I pop through your body parts
    Blaow, blaow, you like the way
    I interact
    Proceed to smack, any
    MC that's whack
    Microphone check one two,
    I do ya tool
    Like them freaks run through your crew
    Give it to me, oh, send it to me, oh
    But before
    I get down, where's my money?
    Let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Bringin' it live to you ***** ass ******
  • 作词 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Barry White/Craig Mack/Trevell Coleman/Melisa "Missy" Elliott
    作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Barry White/Craig Mack/Trevell Coleman/Melisa "Missy" Elliott
    To my **********in' man 50
    Grand, the alcoholic man
    Inject a tall can in his bloodstream if he can
    Biggie Smalls, the ***** stroker
    MC provoker, chocolate
    Thai smoker hear
    I like to max in
    Maximas and
    AcurasYour girl butt cheeks
    I'm smackin' her
    The raw rapper, spine snapper with the little hookers on my lap-ah
    You know the flavor
    Mack-ahA shy ***** but
    I ain't your ****in' comforter
    And if I ever fall in love
    I bet I'm ****in' her
    Ask the hooker, if
    I didn't jook her
    If she tried to front, then
    I drop the
    Chucky Booker on her
    Why you wanna play your games on me, *****, you crazy?
    Commitments,
    I'm Swayze, no time for the ill ****
    Rest with the ****** on that real blood spill ****
    My rappin' tactics are drastic
    Stretchin' ************s like
    Mr. Fantastic
    So if you wanna see my pedigree you better be, filled with energy
    ****** never gettin' me, so let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Yeah, yo, odds even, said shoot
    Asked me the reason, and
    I said loot
    Man that's all
    I'm here for, therefore
    When death declares war, you know what to prepare for
    ****, one for shelter, book flights on
    DeltaLive on your station, the radiation'll melt ya cool
    I guess your momma raised a fool
    You didn't wanna blaze your tool shoulda stayed in school
    Rap terror, shots through your new era
    Get it together, y'all ****** shoulda knew better
    I'm on point like acupuncture
    I might, track and hunt ya, smack and punch ya
    Left side, right side, witcha hoe
    I might slide
    Runnin' with this big guy, y'all ****** is pranksters
    Don't make a ***** have to show you the pound
    And show you the sound, that'll put you low in the ground
    Just let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    I be like what?
    Let me clear my throat
    Break the smoke,
    Missy gotta hit some high notes
    Hey, yo from coast to coast
    I burn like toast
    So **** that
    I floats through snow *****
    Oh, you don't wanna bow to me
    The agony be like, "Somebody help me please"
    Feel my pressure, never could a ***** flow better
    In any weather,
    I'm Biggie bangin' ya *****
    I used to be the chick to lick the lollipop
    Now I pop through your body parts
    Blaow, blaow, you like the way
    I interact
    Proceed to smack, any
    MC that's whack
    Microphone check one two,
    I do ya tool
    Like them freaks run through your crew
    Give it to me, oh, send it to me, oh
    But before
    I get down, where's my money?
    Let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Let me get down, let me get down, let me get down, let me get down
    Bringin' it live to you ***** ass ******