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The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Stimme und Gesang
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Stimme und Gesang
Juelz Santana
Juelz Santana
Stimme und Gesang
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Stimme und Gesang
John Carpenter
John Carpenter
Sampling-Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Barbara Mason
Barbara Mason
Songwriter:in
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter:in
John Carpenter
John Carpenter
Songwriter:in
Joseph Jones
Joseph Jones
Songwriter:in
LaRon James
LaRon James
Songwriter:in
Osten Harvey Jr.
Osten Harvey Jr.
Songwriter:in
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter:in
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kevin Wilson
Kevin Wilson
Ingenieurassistent:in
Missy Webb
Missy Webb
Ingenieurassistent:in
Steve Sola
Steve Sola
Mischtechniker:in
Stevie J.
Stevie J.
Produzent:in
Alex Venguer
Alex Venguer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mike T
Mike T
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Diddy
Diddy
Co-Produzent:in

Texty

[Verse 1]
R I P, Big
We some **** that's gonna make you proud of this game
Smell me
We straight sucka-free
Cash Money
Dip set
Let's ride
[Verse 2]
'Cause real G's know the feeling (It's murder)
It's hard body, no remorse for the killing (Watch it)
'Cause real G's know the feeling (It's murder)
It's hard body, no remorse for the killing (Watch it)
[Verse 3]
Mad trees and bitches in dungarees
The city under siege, kitchen hundred degrees
I love that summer breeze, I stand in it until it freeze
I'm from another breed, them southern G's
[Verse 4]
I sip promethazine, I lean, I stand tall
I'm mean, I'm mad raw, I'm coming like fast ball
Strike, yup, so get it right
****, one of my sniplets will end your whole life
[Verse 5]
You ain't nothing but a riblet to a **** with a knife
With a fork, I'm a pig myself, I eat pork
So be smart and play your own part
If you don't love yourself, I'll make you see your own heart
[Verse 6]
And we don't like the narcs, they away from the cell
Hey, I'ma shoot it out if I'm facing the ail, yeah
So tell your girl to come and make me rich
Weezy Baby, ****, nine to five, ten to six
[Verse 7]
All night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever, It'd be your life before my life
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
[Verse 8]
It's showdown time, throw down time
Same tee off, four pound time
Clack, clack, go get yours, I'll go get mine
Check it, man, I'm with whatever
[Verse 9]
Goodness gracious, the paper
Where the cash at?
Where the stash at?
I'll blow that ass back for fronting on a **** like me
You got nothing on a **** like me, you'll see
[Verse 10]
I'm on the grind from sun up to sun down
If I'm lying, may lightning come down and strike me right now
I turn a dollar to a twenty to a fifty to a hundred
Keep it coming till I'm full on my stomach
[Verse 11]
I'm stuck in my ways, I'm stuck puffing my haze
Hand on my pistol, front of it sprays
I'm stuck living the life of a ghetto ****
Tryna get rid of the life, alright?
[Verse 12]
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever, It'd be your life before my life
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
Written by: Barbara Mason, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., John Carpenter, Joseph Jones, LaRon James, Osten Harvey Jr., Sean Combs, The Notorious B.I.G.

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