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Come On
(专辑: Born Again - 1999)
[Notorious B.I.G.] Nigga was motherfuckin HYPED UP Nigga just grabbed the
nigga, snuffed the
nigga and it was on from there The
motherfucker there wasn't nuttin stoppin him (What what did the
rest of his niggaz do?) Man the
motherfuckers was just ready for anything Them niggaz was packin burners Them niggaz was ready to fight whatever we had to do holmes Niggaz was on the
real flipout holmes It was just comin out like a
motherfucker The
nigga amped be like COME ON, COME ON MOTHERFUCKER!! [Chorus: repeat 8X] Come on motherfuckers, come on [samples play over second half of chorus] "Man what you fuck doin over here?" "Are you awake now?" "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the
fuck is goin on here" "Looks like the
competition stopped by to pay us a
little visit, and check us out" [Sadat X] Let's go deep into the
phrase, beautiful sunrays off the
baldhead, everything is real Biggie me put on this joint so I'ma be the
big wheel Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh Hey Biggie, I
understand you're from Brooklyn with 22's in your shoes, yo keep the
shank ready [Notorious B.I.G.] Uhhh well, why not blow up the
spot with Sadat Release the
BRAINSTORM, to make your motherfuckin BRAIN WARM A
strange form, somethin kind of lyrical Biggie the
bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual Well "In God We Trust", guns I
bust Got that disgustin, sewer style dumpin and that uhh [singin] do you knowwwwww, where you're goin to Do you like the
things that I
bring? [rappin] Make an emcee wanna sing for a
livin Take the
beatdown we fuckin givin, c'mon motherfucker [Chorus] [Sadat X] What? Niggaz want drama, puttin work on my block when I
told y'all last week, that shit was too hot Sellin pieces and treys, cuts my dimes Somebody gon' get paid, somebody block get sprayed Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the
block Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'ma hit em where it hurts The
big city it don't spare no bodies Call me papichulo, to all the
spanish mamis I'm about ten blunts down, drank three or fo' stouts Seen five fat asses, passed this bitch with glasses Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the
glock I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit Life is real, so Biggie take the
steel [Chorus] [Notorious B.I.G.] Uhh I
got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the
shits never end You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls, the
millionaire, the
mansion, the
yacht The
two weed spots, the
two hot glocks HAH, that's how I
got the
weed spot I
shot dread in the
head, took the
bread and the
landspread Lil' Gotti got the
shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I
tote guns, I
make number runs I
give emcees the
runs drippin; when I
throw my clip in the
A.K., I
slay from far away Everybody hit the
D-E-C-K My slow flows remarkable Peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the
llello That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the
avenue to jailcells Oh my God I'm droppin shit like a
pigeon I
hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening So you better grab your pistol cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin shit spill And I'm talkin bout buckets, why did I
have to do it? Sadat said fuck it, you got a
gun, nigga bust it Cause I
got mo' shots to pop-ya Big Pop-pa, breakin you off somethin proper Signin off is the
hardcore rap singer a.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime nigga [Chorus]
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