[00:09.33]I was a terror since the public school era
[00:11.87]Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing asses
[00:14.46]Smoking blunts was a daily routine
[00:16.46]Since 13, a chubby nigga on the scene
[00:19.05]I used to have the trey-deuce
[00:20.39]And the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose
[00:22.18]Now I got the Mac in my knapsack
[00:23.97]Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac’s and Sidekicks
[00:26.82]With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
[00:28.50]Honeys want to chat
[00:29.85]But all we wanna know is where the party at
[00:31.97]And can I bring my gat?
[00:33.38]If not, I hope I don’t get shot
[00:35.14]Better throw my vest on my chest, cause niggas is a mess
[00:38.16]It don’t take nothing but fronting for me to start something
[00:40.84]Bugging and bucking at niggas like I was duck hunting
[00:43.26]Dumbing out, just me and my crew
[00:45.47]Cause all we wanna do is…
[00:46.96]Party… And bullshit, and…(etc)
[01:06.92]Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks
[01:09.65]Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects
[01:12.16]Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
[01:14.50]Sure do, two .22’s in my shoes
[01:16.83]Holler if you need me love I’m in the house
[01:19.00]Roam and stroll see what the honeys is about
[01:21.34]Moet popping, ho hopping, ain’t no stopping Big Poppa, I’m a Bad Boy
[01:26.36]Niggas wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie!)
[01:28.73]Niggas wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie!)
[01:31.04]It ain’t hard to tell I’m the east coast overdoser
[01:33.54]Nigga you scared you’re supposed to
[01:35.42]Nigga, I toast you, put fear in your heart
[01:37.98]**** up the party before it even start
[01:40.52]Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk
[01:42.82]On some Brand Nubian shit beating down punks
[01:45.30]Party… And bullshit, and…(etc)
[02:04.60]Bitches in the back looking righteous
[02:06.52]In a tight dress, I think I might just
[02:09.21]Hit her with a little Biggie 101, how to tote a gun
[02:12.64]And have fun with Jamaican rum
[02:14.51]Conversation, blunts in rotation
[02:16.60]My man Big Jock got the Glock in his waist and
[02:18.95]We’re smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
[02:21.32]If money smell bad than this nigga Biggie stinking
[02:24.05]Is it my charm? I got the hookers eating out my palm
[02:26.69]She grabbed my arm and said “Let’s leave calm”
[02:29.20]I’m hitting skins again
[02:30.85]Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
[02:33.06]Niggas start to loc out, a kid got choked out
[02:35.90]Blows was thrown and a ****ing fight broke out
[02:46.04][“Yo chill, man, chill!”]
[02:47.87]Can’t we just all get along?
[02:49.34]So I can put hickies on her chest like Little Shawn
[02:51.87]Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Perrignon
[02:54.72]And it’s on, and I’m gone
[02:56.75]That’s that…
[02:58.02]Party… And bullshit, and…(etc)
[03:34.23]拜拉席恩