Yeah! My money says somethin' special! We're able to charm Let us all together put it all - down! Gold, Bentley GT and fascination are around It's life the way is to spend the money
Cause around that time, my stocking's goin' UP Feels like a victory, bittersweet, cause the bigger I get? The bigger the wedge, between the relationship of me and my bigger
shit Ain't shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin' Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty Motherfuck the bullshit talk - where the money
s or Mister boss See me riding clean in a Rolls Royce N-ggas talking funny that?s old money N-ggas looking crazy but they acting funny Nowadays rappers
talk about this rap shit... Niggas wanna talk about this money... 'Bout these cars... these homes... these labels, clothes, sneakers... Big money shit
: [gunshots] [Nas talking] ("Fuck Jay-Z") What's up niggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talkin 'bout me dog You, what? ("Fuck Jay-Z") You been on
make them look bigger, Whilst the boys will be too busy playing football to notice. The bus is waiting on the High Street when suddenly it begins to rain torrentially And it sounds
get up off of that Bullshit... stop fighting that feeling(x4) (Imani) Let me entertain you And Interphaze you with the new sound the sound
Stop fightin' that feelin' You gotta get on up off that bullshit Stop fightin' that feelin' (Imani) Let me entertain you And interphase you With the new sound Sound
Verse 2:] If it's negative I don't wanna hear it Eleminate the player hatin when they in the spit I hear em talkin they mad and smurfin soulja boy They hatin bigger
: [Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne] "And the spiked red hair, and the, and, and paintin' his face..." "Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man..." "
and get knocked right the fuck out Come to the cook-out, Dirty bitch at the mouth You scared? Run around like a plane about to crash [*sound of a plane
shit on me, spit on my grave Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face Y'all some "Well wishers", friendly actin', envy hidin' snakes With your hands out for my money
CB4 niggaz just keep comin at me Got as many beefs as 50 and a nigga go to church Could you imagine if my hands was on work, I don't know [chorus - Biggie Sound
's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your night's crispy Queensbridge, a trife city dilapidated slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Biggie
stopping Big Poppa, I'm a bad boy Niggaz wanna front, who got your back? (BIGGIE!) Niggaz wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!) It ain't hard to tell
ha, check out this bizarre Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein' Will reach the fuckin' ceiling