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letra de who shot ya (serj tankian remix) - the notorious b.i.g.

[intro: diddy]
as we proceed to give you what you need
9-5, motherf-ckers
get live, motherf-ckers
as we proceed to give you what you need
9-5, motherf-ckers
get live, motherf-ckers
as we proceed—

[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g.]
who shot ya? separate the weak from the obsolete
hard to creep them brooklyn streets
it’s on n-gg-—f-ck all that bickerin’ beef
i can hear sweat tricklin’ down your cheek
your heartbeat sound like sasquatch feet
thunderin’, shakin’ the concrete
then the sh-t stop when i foil the plot
neighbors call the cops, said they heard mad shots
saw me in the drop, three and a quarter
slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
old school, new school need to learn though
i burn, baby, burn, like “disco inferno”
burn slow like blunts with yayo
peel more skins than idaho potato
the lyrical molesting is taking place
f-cking with b.i.g., it ain’t safe
i make your skin chafe, rashes on them -sses
b-mps and bruises, blunts and land cruisers
big poppa smash fools, bash fools
n-gg-s mad because i know that cash rules
everything around me, two glock 9s
any motherf-cker whispering about mines
and i’m crooklyn’s finest
you rewind this, bad boy’s behind this
everything around me, two glock 9s
any motherf-cker whispering about mines
and i’m crooklyn’s finest
you rewind this, bad boy’s behind this

[interlude: diddy]
as we proceed to give you what you need
9-5, motherf-ckers
get live, motherf-ckers
as we proceed to give you what you need

[chorus: the notorious b.i.g.]
p-ssy when i want, rolex on the arm
p-ssy when i want, rolex on the arm
p-ssy when i want, rolex on the arm
you’ll die slow but calm
p-ssy when i want, rolex on the arm
p-ssy when i want, rolex on the arm
brave n-gg-, turned front page n-gg-
brave n-gg-, turned front page n-gg-

[interlude: diddy]
as we proceed to give you what you need
9-5, motherf-ckers
get live, motherf-ckers
as we proceed to give you what you need

[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g.]
i seen the light excite all the freaks
stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps
n-gg-s wanna creep, gotta watch my back
think the cognac and indo sack make me slack?
i switches all that, c-cksucker g’s up
one false move, get swiss cheesed up
clip to tec, respect i demand it
slip and break the 11th commandment
thou shalt not f-ck with nor see poppa
feel a thousand deaths when i drop you
i feel for you, like chaka khan i’m the don

[interlude: the notorious b.i.g.]
come here, come here
open your f-cking mouth, open your
didn’t i tell you don’t f-ck with me?
huh, didn’t i tell you not to f-ck with me?
look at you now, huh?
can’t talk with a gun in your mouth, huh?
b-tch–ss n-gg-, what?
look at you now, huh?
can’t talk with a gun in your mouth, huh?
b-tch–ss n-gg-, what?
what?

[outro: the notorious b.i.g.]
i smoke the blunts he sips on the baileys
i smoke the blunts he sips on the baileys
i smoke the blunts he sips on the baileys

- the notorious b i g

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