Big boy [Chorus] I said give me two pair (cause) I need two pair So I can get to stompin in my air force ones (Big boys) stompin in my air force ones
the whole shit shifted Tribute to Biggie, God bless your spirit Made a mark, now we need a place for the nigga Marcy son, faced off with Jigga Now he only
Damn, sometimes we lose some good ones man, y'know? They don't really understand this playerism Just gotta break it down to 'em, keep it real y'know?
the mic and act wild Bitin' on the next nigga's mackin' style And it's all from head, passin' round the mic Never even care who you sounded like Sound
might make in a week Cold cash money is the answer to life Feedin fat hovers to a dopefiend's pipe Gotta keep rollin, just can't stop Only two worries
was put down Forced by others to listen to their sound 'Til the time has come as I proclaim to you All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through You call yourselves kings, that is only
the Luniz)* Niggas feel that when niggas found at Drink-A-Lot wasn't even found yet when 4, 15's was the only sound check yo, what happened to the
's why I dedicate this song [Chorus: repeat 2X] Till Death Do Us Part I do [Verse Two: B-Real] Who would have thought it would last so long So many new ones
rhymed birthday with first place And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike We was on the same shit that big Daddy Kane shit With compound syllables sound
I'm saying? Yea, it's Cole, won't lie, won't stop to the race is won Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones Carolina
to hitting skins, you know I'm all for it The pretty ones, the big titty ones The cuties with the booties not the itty bitty ones I line them up and
wit' the love? Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar What's goin' on with the luh-uh-ove? Boo-ya-kaw is the sound, brothers goin' down
some boys follow you, street fam, twitter team Like you could fuck with me, oh, did it seem Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream I'm
Give you more run for your ones, packing a full clip Rapper niggas come with your guns, don't bullshit I'm going to only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitch Only
track with exactlin flows that attract befores when it comes to rappers like smores that cause puke I duke newcomers and those who slumber (Ha Ha Ha) I under ones
[krs-one] Can we hear the track please.. Blaow! who are we? (we..) {reputation!} Who are we? (we..) {reputation!} Only the best touch the microphone
food was free So I said what the hell and set out to sea It didn't take long to notice something was wrong The ship was a mess and we were the only ones
the mobs I can only trust God an' to tell you the truth I gotta ride, I only roll with the real 'Cause rollin' with the fake got my loved ones killed