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    "I'm going on tour, and I'm gonna show
    anybody out there that thinks for one second
    that maybe I'm second guessing myself
    that I am the greatest of all time forever and ever
    One surprise, one surprise... shh! Woo! I'm back. "

    To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
    You better have a Christopher word game, witty
    You better have a dance game similar to Diddy
    Or play b-ball above the rim like Smitty
    Josh, Chris Bosh, Pau Gasol
    Or any other nigga that ball at all
    I used to sell it white as Paul Wall

    Gave my young boi three of them in the mall
    And he gon' bring me $75k back tomorrow
    You know what Bigga 'bout, you know what Bigga do
    Ice water in my veins, heart pumpin' igloo
    I'm familiar wit the money so who the fuck is you?
    What the fuck you do? Where the fuck you from?
    Who you knowing?
    Somebody get this nigga, I don't know him
    And I'm 'bout to jet off on his ass like a Boeing
    Going, going, going, gone song

    "You don't like the the prestige that I have in life
    You don't like the notoriety
    You detest the fact that I got more cars
    than most of you have friends!
    I got a big house on the big side of town
    I got life pretty much the way I want it! "

    To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
    Your mindstate gotta be as wicked as Fiddy
    Can't love life suckling on mama's titty
    Cause life is a bitch and a bitch ain't with it
    You gotta have faith livin' life on Biggie
    I'm ready to die for the money, who is with me?
    Life after death, hey this must be hell
    I asked for six figures, God gave back self

    I'm on my way to heaven in a Porsche 911
    Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
    Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
    Buried like a pharaoh with my jewelery in the desert
    The government will hate me like Jesus, but fuck 'em
    I did it for the grind, I did it for the hustle
    I did it for the people on the bottom in the struggle
    I did it for my comrades, did it cause I love 'em

    "Custom made brother Woo! And I mean custom made!
    From the alligators to all that they can see right here
    Ric Flair! There's only one
    And I don't care if it's Tokyo, Japan
    Greensboro; Richmond; Charlotte
    North Carolina; Asheville; Atlanta, Georgia
    Charlotte; L. A. I'm the man that's makin' it possible! "

    To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
    You gotta politic your situations like Clinton
    If you chase power you ain't gotta chase women
    So take some advice, take cash over ass
    When you get money you ain't gotta take shit
    So, long as you broke she ain't gotta take dick
    Capiche? Now you know what motivate your beetch
    Capiche? Pay the mortgage or the pussy up for lease
    Capiche? Church ladies goin' gaga for the Gucci (Yah!)

    Got two niggas, menaging for some Louie (Yah!)
    Work with the keys, get acquainted with Alicia
    And every other girl named Rihanna wanna meet ya
    They in it for the money, not the swag or the features
    Pretty parasites might suck you like leeches
    Just some information for a student from a teacher

    Real life shit, I'm Mike Bigga, nice to meet ya gone
    "At Delta, the girls call me cool
    At Eastern, the girls call me Slick Ric
    And all the other women around
    The world just say... aww, there goes the man... Woo! "
    Compositor: Michael Santiago Render (Killer Mike) (ASCAP)Editores: Aniyah S Music (ASCAP), Reservoir Media Music (ASCAP)istração: Reservoir Media Music (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #33888601 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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