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lirik lagu the notorious b.i.g. - whatchu want (original version)

[verse 1]
i’m sticking ice picks on the tip of your d~ck
give your t~st~cl~s a swift kick, ain’t that some sh~t?
am i hard hardcore? harder than the plymouth
it ain’t no myth, it’s a n~gga with a spliff
and a chrome four fifth pressed on your back
so what you want, n~gga? how you wanna act?
i hope civilized ’cause i love to see n~ggas die
brains all leaking out on the street
and the pastor preaching, “he was a good man.”
played the bad man when the burner was in his hand
now he’s singing sad songs with elvis
three to the head, ’bout six ‘cross the pelvis
you f~ck with the high guy, you die
you’re the same motherf~cker kicking, “look up in the sky!”
i’m on some old neck sh~t, suplex sh~t
hardcore s~x sh~t and tec sh~t

[chorus]
whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
[verse 2]
a repetitive loop all i need to destroy
a soloist or group, huh, i put it to you boy
hope you got the scoop, biggie smalls, the rap g~nius
i keep the glock by the p~n~s
the cleanest cut, f~ck sl~ts with the big humongous b~tts
huh, i use a rubber, but
my style is gushy like the hooker’s p~ssy
and it don’t take a lot of backtalk to push me
into flaming ’em like that little n~gga damien
glock 19 to my motherf~cking cranium
game tight, gun toting motherf~cker
n~ggas in the grave thought biggie was a sucker
i tricked ’em, i gave ’em work then i sticked ’em
i stripped ’em ’cause n~ggas don’t want the friction
told you before how i bring the drama
slam larry johnson and his grandmama

[chorus]
whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
whatchu want, n~gga? whatchu, whatchu want, n~gga?
[verse 3]
f~ck around and feel the fury of a high n~gga
when i get busy, throw your hands in the sky n~gga
i got he illest of the ill mentality
n~ggas be grabbing me knowing that they’d rather be stabbing me
all up in my back tryna take my crack
when i used to sell crack i never had problems like that
street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
n~ggas front, the the gat to the fools
tears don’t affect me, i hit ’em with the tec, g
disrespect me, my potency is deadly
once the venom hits the cerebellum
my lips get chapped and my hands start swelling
keep the 9 millimeter by the feeder
to k!ll a motherf~cker, don’t a thing feel sweeter
oh my head hurt, the blood squirt
the robbery expert’s berserk
whatchu want, n~gga?

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