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Hello Vs. Party & Bullshit (Matoma Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Notorious B.I.G., The
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) The motherfucking world is a ghetto Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal When the smoke settle I'm just looking for a big yellow In six-inch stilettos Dr. Dre (Hello) percolating keep 'em waiting While you sitting here hating, yo' bitch is hyperventilatin' Hoping that we penetrating, you gets natin 'Cause I never been to Satan, for hardcore administrating Gang-bang affiliating; MC Ren'll have you Wilding off a zone and a whole half a gallon (Get to dialing) 9 1 1 emergency (And you can tell 'em) It's my son he's hurting me (And he's a felon) On parole for robbery Ain't no copping a plea, ain't no stopping a G I'm in the 6 you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly They call me the Don Dada Pop a collar, drop a dollar if you hear me you can holler Even rottweilers, follow, the Impala Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga I'm a scholar The incredible, heterosexual, credible Beg a ho, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit While you hand picked motherfuckers giving up transcripts I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) Villain blows up yo' spot Take yo' notebook yo' bitch and yo' Glock This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock You slapped her ass that's alarming 'Cause she want my Worm like Carmen We chin check niggas, them thin check niggas Run trains on gold diggers beware these fo' niggas Scaring motherfuckers like Stephen King flicks Making niggas clear the room like a dyke fleein' dick Making 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik So when I bomb first nigga who you rolling with? Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo' fine ass bitch 'Cause you could lose it in a tussle nigga watch me hustle Watch niggas kiss my ass without flexing a muscle Bitches – all in the back their knees waiting to buckle Same time same channel don't change the dial Niggaz4Life, fucking your wife, these niggas wild I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? Yeah, yeah, and you don't stop, and you won't stop, and you don't stop I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since 13, a chubby nigga on the scene I used to have the trey-deuce And the deuce-deuce in my bubble goose Now I got the Mac in my knapsack Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks Honeys want to chat But all we wanna know is where the party at And can I bring my gat? If not, I hope I don't get shot Better throw my vest on my chest, 'cause niggas is a mess It don't take nothing but fronting for me to start something Bugging and bucking at niggas like I was duck hunting Dumbing out, just me and my crew 'Cause all we wanna do is (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece Sure do, two .22's in my shoes Holler if you need me, love, I'm in the house Roam and stroll see what the honeys is about Moët popping, ho hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a Bad Boy Niggas wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie!) Niggas wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie!) It ain't hard to tell I'm the east-coast overdoser Nigga you scared you're supposed to Nigga, I toast you, put fear in your heart Fuck up the party before it even start Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk On some Brand Nubian shit beating down punks (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) I started this gangster shit And this the motherfucking thanks I get? (Hello) |
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