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lirik lagu max b - biggavelli shit 2009

max b
oh they can’t take the game, uh

[verse: the notorious b.i.g]
big poppa, throwing n~ggas off of cliffs
smoking spliffs, disappear with my b~tch
in a mitsubishi eclipse
read my lips, “i k!ll you”
blood i’ll spill true
did i say “thank you”
i grant you
three wishes, cause i be the genie
n~ggas is ass out
like fat b~tches in bikinis
read between the lines
see what i see
i see the diary
of a sick b~st~rd
junior m.a.f.i.a blaster
rugers on the hips
bought coke to flip chips
more bullets to fill clips, check it
putting coke in corner store bodegas
in the back room playing sega, street fighter 2
i’m inviting you
get your writing crew, and they dopest rhymes
i get up in that ass, evеry time
lyrically, i’m untouchable, uncrushable
gеtting mad blunted in a 600
benz, ask your friends who’s the illest l!cking shot
n~ggas screaming, “biggie smalls tried to k!ll us”
it don’t stop, it don’t stop
watch the hip, n~gga
it don’t stop, it don’t stop
watch the hip, n~gga
junior m.a.f.i.a, representing bucktown
mac~11 c~cked back, n~ggas better duck down
faced down, you know the routine the c.r.e.a.m
earrings the drama biggie bring
lets get it on, n~gga
{hook: max b]
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes

[verse 2: max b]
heavy on the wrist wear
sh~t real glittery
i put you out of your misery
piffery, slippery
get me in jam knock your knees out
dropped the domain had a fiend
had ’em bowin’ down to the great one n~ggas praise me like the water
my music always moves ya
lose ya
meet you in the woods till he stinks up
get your links up
n~gga you best to drink up
n~gga you best stop f~cking with me i’m a grisly
glide through the city like a frisbee
mama dig me
on the suck f~ck
on the let the team get a taste
i’m trying to do it her face
do it for the cake
let her skeet it beat it
homey best to step things are almost completed
this murder case i’mma beat it
gettin money, b
[verse 3: 2pac]
now i’ve got task on a n~gga’s ass, tell me, will they blast me?
i think of an alias in case these crooked b~tches ask me
now, it’s gettin’ crazy after dark, these narcs
be, like, tryna shut me down, but i’m too smart
now picture me scared of the penitentiary
i’ve been movin’ these things since the days of elementary
now tell me what you need when you see me
i’m stackin’ gs, buyin’ all the things on tv, believe me
i got some k!llas on my payroll and they know
when it’s time to handle business, n~gga, lay low
although i’m young, i’m still comin’ up
i’m gettin’ paid, pullin’ razors on n~ggas when they runnin’ up
the first to pull a strap when there’s drama, busta, you ain’t heard?
i been slicin’ motherf~ckers since i lost my mama
there ain’t a cop that can stop me
my posse is c~ck~d and they don’t quit until they drop me, i’m loyal to the game

{hook: max b]
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes

[verse 4: jay~z]
i’m from the streets where the hood could swallow ’em and
bullets’d follow ’em and
there’s so much coke that you could run the slalom
and cops comb the sh~t top to bottom
and say that we are pr~ne to violence, but it’s home sweet home
where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome
the coke prices up and down like it’s wall street, holmes
but this is worse than the dow jones, your brains are now blown
all over that brown brougham, one slip, you are now gone
welcome to h~ll, where you are welcome to sell
but when them sh~lls come, you better return ’em
all scars, we earn ’em
all cars, we learn ’em like the back of our hand
we watch for cops hoppin’ out the back of vans
wear a g on my chest, i don’t need dapper dan
this ain’t a sewn outfit, holmes, holmes is about it
was clappin’ them flamers before i became famous
for playin’ me, y’all shall forever remain nameless
{hook: max b]
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes
i like six fours and thick hoes just look at the way she walks my sh~t grows
life is a b~tch you know how the sh~t goes

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