[Lil' Kim] (Notorious B.I.G.)
What?
Here's another one
What?
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What? Uh!
Here's another one
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[Verse 1]
Live from NYC it's Q.B
The heavy weight champ female MC
Girls say they different but uh see
In all actuality they wanna be me
This chick running around with this stink a** gap
And them fake a** raps having panic attacks
You ain't a star
And your record company know that
How you make all this money, get this far and blow it
I'm a business woman now so I'm not concerned
I'd bet on Lil' Cease before you and your Firm
If this was back in the days I would've been snatched you
I'm getting money now
Them b**hes in the hood they can have you
Stop paying these n***as to write y'all sh**
For the right cream I'd write a hot sixteen
Better be careful what you say to me
That same sh** you sh**
I'mma make you sniff
[Hook]
(Notorious B.I.G.)
It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O
U-S, you just lay down slow
It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O
U-S, you just lay down slow
It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O
U-S, you just lay down slow
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh
[Lil' Kim]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Everybody wanna Shyne off of BIG
Get it, Shyne try-na sound like him when they rhyme
You ain't a murderer
n***a please come off that
I'm next up to bat motherf**ers get their jaws tapped
Bum a** n***a don't even know how to bust a gun a** n***a
You dumb a** n***a
Rappers acting out the late Frank White's path
Once they get in jail they get f**ed in the a**
Never snitch, never send a n***a to jail
I'd rather find him by a boat doing the deadman's float
We gangsters
Real gangsters b
Gun in the greenroom up at BET
We gangsters
Real gangsters n***a
k** you and cut the head off your babysitter
We gangsters
We gangsters b**h
Even more dangerous now we're filthy rich
[Hook]
[Lil' Kim]
Uh, uh, uh
The moral of the story is this
You ain't queen b**h
And you ain't BIG dick
Now I'm pissed n***as on some "10% Dis"
Well sh** I'mma break it down like this
Lot of rappers in this game
That's cool but uh
Only one of us could rule
You see its sort of like being in school
I'm valedictorian y'all in the audience
And I've got nine hundred and ninety-nine votes
You got nine hundred and ninety-nine nopes
You local b**h I'm worldwide
Can't you see? Open your eyes
I got you by a landslide
Y'all mad cause n***as love my style
Colgate smile, I'm a bad b**h child
Cats be frontin' like they one tough cookie
All my real g's do the gangsta boogie
[Hook]