![]() ![]() ![]() I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (Uh-huh) Miami, DC prefer Versace (That's right) All Philly hoes go with Moschino (Come on) Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi Now who's the real dookie? Meaning, who's really the shit? Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass Gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rappin' about blunts and broads Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars I'll still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment (Uh-uh) At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (Not Guilty) Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (Come on)īiggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid If you compare this song to, say, Candy Shop by 50 Cent, it is really no comparison.Ha, sicker than your average, Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (That's right) Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e'ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do somethin' to us, talk go through us (Come on, do it) Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who, us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (He, he) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, ha ha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas frontin', ain't sayin' nothin' (Nothin') So I just speak my piece, keep my peace (Come on) Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (Thank you) Packin', askin': Who want it?, you got it, nigga, flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on itīiggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (Ha) ![]() That doesn't mean he was the only good rapper, but by that time, he was gone, Tupac was gone, Dre had already released The Chronic, and rap was beginning to descend into what it is today.absolute garbage. I always said that rap died when Biggie died. Matt from Millbrae, CaThis is one of the best rap songs.Breige from Co.clare, Irelandit's in 10 Things I Hate ABout You at the house party when Kat starts to dance on the table.The chorus is a direct steal from Slick Rick but it sounds like his own work. Paul from London, EnglandArguably Biggy's best, and a testimony to his inventiveness and ability to make any sample work for him.Jason from Boulder, Co"La Di Da Di" was not, obviously, "sampled" for the chorus.Flo from Toulouse, FranceMy girlfriend and me we love this song !!! Check Lady Saw's "No Long Talking" remix using this riddim."between the sheets" as opposed to "big poppa". but i prefer listening to alperts "rise" to hypnotize. Nick from Nyc, Nybiggie - greatest rapper ever.Yet he never tarnished the original song, as i've listened to the many songs from which he sampled he almost makes it as good as the original. Nathan from From The Country Of, CanadaWallace made his songs around sampling, yet he changed so much about the song he could make it his own.Tom from St Catharines, CanadaThis song was NOT produced by P.Demo from San Anton Tx, Txstait up this is one of the realist nigga from brooklyn no doubt bout that.
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