Then a blue light niggas knew like Mike-shit not to be fuck wit'
Feeling hard you can't harass him
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat
All these hoes I love to cut one, a tribute to B.I.G. I love to bust one
Niggas always ready for war, they don't really wanna see a nigga tho
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass dat weed, l gotta light one
It's easy to see it, if you wanna see me let that be the reason
Two different plains of existence
You think you can spit on the mike like Biggie
You ain't got ready to die
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Life after death, give to 'em, however you want it nigga
When you hear the music it'll be by me
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Notorious, Notorious
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat
Making money livin' marvelous, in God we trust
Songwriters: Joey Brooks, Sean Puffy Combs, Anthony Henderson, Steven Howse, Steven Jordan, Bryon Mccane, Carl Terrell Mitchell, Christopher Wallace
Here wit Swizz, oh, no, niggas in trouble
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
So called beef with you know who, fucked a few female stars or two
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Niggas ain't ready for this one, 'cus I'm on a mission
That'll snatch that rep and stack some, drag him
Screamin' come and get me, Twista and Biggie on the Swizz beat
Let's get it crackin' I love to bust flows
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Bust at any muther fucka actin' hard wit' us
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Three mils I love to make one, all these cars I love to ride one
Notorious, Notorious
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Bin in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've been through
'Cus the shit is giddie, so I carry big heat
Publishers: ALMO MUSIC CORP, BIG POPPA MUSIC, EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., JUSTIN COMBS PUBLISHING INC, SIET MUSIC, STAYIN' HIGH MUSIC, STEVEN A. JORDAN MUSIC INC, UNICHAPPELL MUSIC INC
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Somebody better call po-po, it's gonna be murder
When I get to servin' them burners
Nigga you should to if you knew wut this game would do to you
That a day after, give it to ya, however you want it nigga
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
To get even better than, believe it I'm heavily heated
Straight up weed, no angel dust, label us Notorious
Spit yo' game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat, call your clicks
I'd rather be sippin' Remy in V.I.P.
Don't really wanna show you wut a G.I.B.
And niggas y'all heard of me, brick city killa, nigga word to me
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen
We just sittin' here tryin' to win, tryin' not to sin
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
And flow just as steady as I
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Double on that back random, with the bullets stop brand him
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?
Twista with the legendary nigga B.I.G.
Hit it from the back, 'cus I love to buck hoe
Shit is real you know you love him
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Muthafucka betta duck quick, 'cuz me and my dogs love to buck shit
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Two legends on the same track
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Brooklyn and K-Town, when you checkin' out the flow
Notorious
In the middle of it hammer, bring niggas more drama
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Steadily countin' them Benjamins
Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit' us
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Got big guns in the cars wit' us
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
And I'm passed that like Bernie Magic wit' a jack
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
You know it's gonna rain with persistence
Hit 'em with the venom of a nigga with a sick-o flo
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us
Put it up in your magic, catch the magnum flashing cannons
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim no aspiration to quit da game
Y'all niggas be scramblin' gamblin'
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
We can hit 'em, in a minute, then be finished with 'em
Than they baby mama, nigga on my back I'ma bomb ya
One man but attack like a pack of piranhas, like terracotta
Spit it for the city, I love Chicago
Calicoes buck, I love to bust those
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one, pass that weed, I got to light one
Don't too many niggas wanna start wit' us
All them niggas l gotta fight one, all them hoes l gotta like one
Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks