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Just A Memory (Feat. The Clipse)

アーティスト:Notorious B.I.G  アルバム:Duets : The Final Chapter  作詞:AZNAVOUR CHARLES/BLACK DON/COMBS SEAN PUFFY/GALL ROBERT HENRI/GOFFIN GERRY/HALL ROBERT A/JOHNSON GEORGE HENRY/JORDAN STEVEN A/LOPEZ ETHRAM/LOUHSDON JEAN/MASSER MICHAEL/MURPHY DEREK/PRESTON BILLY/WALLACE CHRISTOPHER 

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Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Let's go Niggaz in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny spendin chips at Manny's Hope you creeps got receipts my peeps get dirty like cleats Run up in your crib wrap you up in your Polo sheets Six up in your wig piece nigga decease Muah!, may you rest in peace With my Sycamore style more sicker than yours Four-four, and fifty-four draw As my pilot, steers my Leer Yes my dear shit's official only the Feds I fear Here's a tissue stop your blood clot crying The kids, the dog everybody dyin, no lying So don't you get suspicious I'm Big dangerous you're just a Likkle Vicious As I leave my competition respirator style Climb the ladder to success escalator style Hold y'all breath, I told y'all death controls y'all Big don't fold y'all (big don't fold y'all) I spit phrases that'll thrill you (thrill you) You're nobody till somebody kills you (I don't wanna die) Do you know where your going too Just a memory everybody dying When I throw my clip in the AK May you rest in peace Your nobody till somebody kills you Do you know where your goin too Just a memory so you better pack a pistol Everybody dying death controls y'all Your nobody till somebody kills you Label limbo I treat it like the wind blows My back don't bend see papi is my kenfolk Spin out the work as if its on a ten spoke Soul benefactor the benz he made the rims poke Trust me they can't touch P in one touchie Turn drop-head coupe to dune-buggy Admire the verses their inspired by the hearses That carried my niggaz and had the church mothers cursing Imagine the glamour that comes out the flow Of a nigga who still play in the snow like Santa The wrist is rushing my ears is blushing And the diamonds in my chain big as grandma's buttons On the flipside the steel I'm gripping


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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