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letra de redbone-- - the notorious b.i.g. & 2pac

biggie:

to all the ladies in the place with style and grace
allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes
who rock grooves and make moves wiht all the mommies
the back of the club, sippin’ moet. is where you’ll find me
the back of the club, mackin’ hoes, my crew’s behind me
mad question askin’ blunt passin’, music blastin’ but i just can’t quit
because one these homies biggie gots ta creep with sleep woth
keep the ep a secret, why not why blow up my spot ‘ cause
we both got hot? now check it. i got mor mack than craig and in the bed
believe me sweetie i got enough to feed the needy no need to greedy
i got mad friends with ben’s c-notes by the layers. true f-ckin’ players
jump in the rover and come over tell your friends jump in the gs3
i got the chronic by the tree

2pac

i love way you activate your hips and push your ass out
got a brother wantin’ it bad. i’m about to pass out
wanna dig you, and i can’t even lie about it baby, just alleviate
your clothes. time to fly up out it catch you at the club
your hipd have got me fiendin body talkin’quick to me
but i can’t comprehend the meanin’ now, if you wanna roll with me
then here’s your chance doin’ eighty on the freeway, catch me if
you can, forgive me, i’m a rider, still i’m just a simple man
all i want is money, plus the fame. i’m a simple man
mr. international. player with the password just like aladdin wish
get you anything you ask for it’s either him or me: champagne
hennessy afavorite of my homies when we floss on oir enemies
witness as we creep to a low speed, pep what my foes need
puff some mo’weed, funk, ya don’t need

biggie:
stright up hone really i’m askin’ most of these n-ggas think
they be mackin’ but they be actin’ who they attractin’ with that line
“whats’s your name, what’s your sign?” soon as he buy that wine
i just creep up from behind and ask what your interests are
who you be with things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
you gon’ be here for a while, i’m gon’ go call my crew
you go call your crew we can rendezvous at the bar around two plans
to leave, throw the keys to ‘lil cease pull the truck up front and roll up the next blunt
so we can steam on the way to telly go fill my belly, a t-none steak
cheese eggs and welch’s grape conversate for a few, ’cause in a few
we gon’ do what we came to do, ain’t that right boo forget the telly
we just go to the crib and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l’s
while you do me

2pac:

tell me, baby, is it cool to touch? i’m a man that you can trust
not just a fool in l-st comin’ to get you on the bus is so ironic
exotic, on the verge of erotic i’m hittin switches on misses like
i been fixed with hydraulics my up and down like a roller coaster
can i cum inside you? i ain’t stoppin ’til the the show is over
’cause i’m a rider in and out just like a robbery i’ll probably be
a freak and let you get on top of me get her rockin thes nights full
of alize a livin’ legend you ain’t heard about the players living cali days
delores tucker, you a fake to me instead of tryin’ to help a brother
wanna take his g’s mistaking me for bill clinton, mister bob dole
you’re to old to understand the way the game’s told you’re lame so
so i gotta hit you with the hot tracks once i’m released, i’m makin’
millions try and top that hahahah

biggie:

in- in mansion and benz’s givin’ ends to my friends and it feels
stupendous, tremendous cream, f-ck a dollar and a dream still tote
gats strapped with infrared beams choppin’ o’s, smokin’lye an’
optimo’s money hoes and clothes all a n-gga knows a foolish pleasure
whatever i had to find the buried treasure, so grams i had to measure
however living better now, gucci sweater now drop top bm’s, i’m the man girlfriend

childish gambino
baby get so scandalous
uh
baby get so scandalous

- the notorious b i g 2pac

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