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Tytuł: Tonight

  • Wykonawca: Notorious B.I.G.
  • Wyświetleń: 1032


     [Puff Daddy]
  Yo..
  Yo.. check this out
  YEAH! MotherFUCKERS, C'MON!
  MotherFUCKERS, c'mon B.I.G. motherFUCKERS
  B.I.G., motherFUCKERS
  Two thou', B.I.G. motherFUCKERS
  ??, two thou', motherFUCKERS
  ??, B.I.G. motherFUCKERS
  B.I.G. at war, motherFUCKERS
  B.I.G. ... we proceed ..
  to give you, what you need
  I am.. as we proceed ..
  to give you all what you need motherFUCKERS
  B.I.G., motherFUCKERS
  OHHHHH SHIT!!!
  
  [Notorious B.I.G. - overlaps above]
  Yo.. too much smoke in here man
  Crack the fuckin window man
  that's how the fuck you went to jail last time nigga
  The fuck wrong with you nigga.. the fuck man?
  Ahh ehh.. stupid nigga man
  Nigga fuck that
  Yo.. yo! Yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo.. yo
  Yo-yo-yo, yo.. yo
  Yo..
  
  I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
  When I release, you loose teeth like Lil' Cease
  Nigga please, blood floods yo' Dungarees
  And that's just the half on my warpath
  Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
  than the average playa hater, and spectators
  buy my CD twice; they see me in the streets
  They be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low doe"
  Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show
  I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes
  Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz
  Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga
  Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be
  til Lil' Cease crippled me
  Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be
  The game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da rules
  Move from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin bout
  all the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through
  Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
  I want my spot back, take two
  Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious
  Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous
  When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
  Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)
  Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothin
  Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin
  Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin
  I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a system
  Knockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit
  Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up
  Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up
  Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS
  
  Chorus: Joe Hooker
  
  Y'all can't see this..
  That this might be the night..
  This might be the night that's right, that's right
  This might be the night.. (kiss your ass goodbye)
  
  [Havoc]
  Niggaz playin they hands wrong, that's why they won't last long
  Finessed, what I was dealt with from the day I was born
  While you bent up on that corner, niggaz plottin and scheamin
  Up in them little holes, be creepin wit mad demons
  Niggaz knows, not to fuck with my dough
  Niggaz know not to fuck with this little bro I'm ten seconds hit'n'go
  Black mask black truck chrome rims Chuck Timbs
  Enough to confuse, any witness
  Strongest of calibers, is what we only travel wit
  You gotta get hit, your man did, so you got a hand in it
  Extort y'all, once friends, now we gotta cross y'all
  You know the niggaz with the biggest balls set the new laws
  and flip fours, have em washin drawers while you up North
  Gat to your jugular, getting your salad tossed
  Overhearin niggaz situation, sayin, "Like we thought"
  Sittin on the stand with no remorse
  
  Chorus
  
  [Prodigy]
  Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I don't beef I shoot niggaz
  If I can't get the main character, a few niggaz then
  I don't need no gin to boost me
  I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go
  I got fire in my heart, guns in my car
  Cash in my Carharts, it ain't hard to get em
  like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers
  when the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these niggaz thought?
  Could it be the fame, maybe it's the 2 Benz or
  would it be the same if I couldn't claim those?
  Fuckin with, hoes ??
  Cock sucker beat it while you bleed it on the dashboard
  Niggaz get, what they hand call for, again bricks
  You get deaded, I get erections, over revenge
  Can you get a quiet spot in the shade, for a breeze
  I lay a nigga down and steam roll away ??
  
  Chorus 2X
  
  {Puff Daddy shouting a lot over the chorus}
  
  [Puff Daddy]
  I never thought it would be like this
  I never thought it would be like this
  Always thought you would be here
  Always thought you would be by my side
  I never thought it'd be like this
  OH GOD I MISS YOU! C'MON! YEA!
  
  Chorus
  
  {Puff Daddy shouting a lot over the chorus}
  

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