t done it ain't dropping yet I got jokes about your face believe me But dissing you because of your looks is too easy You can't help that you a Keebler elf, "Mr
good brothers own day with sisters Good life baby [Chorus] You can catch me rollin' through your area In something big like a aircraft carrier With the big
Bad Azz] We keep it happenin' and crackin', mackin', stackin' With my gat and I'm a Gangsta about my motherfuckin' Paper Loc, I'm Mr. B-A-D, I'm with Bigg
bloody war, in the rules of engagement Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Justice, in the mind of a gangsta [Bun B] Hey, Mr. Preacher Man, what do you
nigga [Chorus x4] Put it on a nigga Put it on a nigga Put it on Put it on and shitted on a nigga Fuck the glitter, im bigga, so why you frontin
like Job-Corps Coming home on work release shoplifting at the rap store But sabotaging me ain't easy I'm crooked like Nathan Wick starring as Cochese With a big
the man (It's so clear now) Me and Bigg Jus (The beautiful light) Company Flow clan (I can touch it) Mr. Len, 'sup? 89.9 Hit me with that shit some time Bigg
an unprecedented fierceness, display these powers of Storm I wasn't born in a manger but I still received three gifts Alphabetically listed they're Big Juss, Mr
C.F. digital bust critical Lighters get burned on a diamond stylus Four elements control the soundclash CoFlow responds to the crowd's mileage [Bigg
betta hand, I do so I'm pullin' the trigga My mouth is big, but my nuts are bigga [Hook x4:] [in the background of chorus] [Chorus x2: Mr. Lee] You
it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You nice, let's battle for dough Mr. Big-Time On Hot 97,
bleed Jumpin out of swings, kickin in teeth THUGGED OUT SINCE CUB SCOUTS - yes indeed [Verse One: Deacon the Villain] Yo; bailing on my Big Wheel, dressed
stop, Dogghoused the fuck out Like to say what's up to my cousin Bigg Snoop Dogg Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, my nigga Soopafly Mr. B-A-D, Mr. Kane, Latoia
to flip dollars to bigga figgas Just like madame dame said, all about the skrilla killa Heavyweight, dope by the freight, headed to yo state Call me Mr
that make me a hater Another rapper with big dreams I'm on the outside lookin in at this big screen Like the shit ain't been the same since 'Pac and Biggie
Bitch!!!, Pop Know I Got Dat Ooh-I- Grip Ha Bitch Shot!!! Bitch I Bet Im Hustlin' When Yo Nigga Not Bigga Appatite Bigga Pot... Eat!!! [Hustlin' Chrous
knees so i gotta get a praise from the skies and the stars, if i wanna get high tonight, Mr.Biggie just roll me a blunt, we can both get blown. Comin out the crooks smokin big
to my thigh bone And my thigh bone is connected to my hip bone And my hip bone is connected to my big bone, your house [Mr. Kane] That Dogg House gangsta