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the notorious b.i.g. - tim west wood interlude lyrics
[intro: the notorious b.i.g. & tim westwood]
uh
check it out, uh
that’s some flavour in the place (uh, check it out)
tell ’em what’s the deal baby
alright then, so boy, if you got the box playing on record at home, now’s the time to catch the tape
just representing one of the families, we getting ready sunday night, no question (uh)
notorious b.i.g
[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g.]
who throw gats to guiliani?
flows tighter than pigeon punani, try me, die g
dangerous, since my daddy bust me out the tip of his d_ck
biggie smalls with the wickedest sh_t
spit clips, n_ggas split like bananas
flavour like tropicana; orange, mango, peach
i strangle each
negro for they dough
n_ggas get to bendin’, got two cases, one pending
560 v_12 engine, n_ggas swimmin’
in 929 mazdas, tammy and natasha
the menage_a_trois is at my crib
like ill and al skratch smokin’ 50 sacks in the back of ac’s
windows cracked, so sit back relax
craig, crush the hash, the beretta’s in the stash
[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g.]
went from construction timbs to acs with rims
flipping mixtapes to b_tches feeding me grapes
peep my mind state, big poppa flow is lethal
that weed make my ass wanna k!ll four people!
forget the dames, gimme the range and the wain
my n_ggas up the p_wn drop top jag walls
blindfold you when you step in the car
that’s the superstar status apparatus, more wings than clutches
cease roll the hash, it’s in the pocket with the nine
l!ck off the wine as my seats recline
i want a presidential rollie
so i crush mc’s, the guacamole making robin scream “holy molly!”
big poppa, off the caper, i’m that paper crusader
playing sega in a widebody blazer
and if you don’t know now you know
my flow you pick like an afro
wet like soul glo
[bridge: the notorious b.i.g. & craig mack]
uh, you don’t stop (ugh)
come on, let’s keep going
check it, biggie bring big bowls of beef
backing b_tch n_ggas down burners bring bundles of belief
common thief slash drug chief, syndicated
went from 10k to 24k, competition hated, j.m. sedated
quarantine
b.i.g. for president, busting shots past your spleen
9 millimeter dreams, mac 11 nightmares
which mc’s do you fear? big poppa, junior m.a.f.i.a, nuff said
n_ggas disrespect just i dead
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