Notorious B.i.g. (biggie Smalls) - n***as Bleed lyrics

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Notorious B.i.g. (biggie Smalls) - n***as Bleed lyrics

[Verse One:] Today's agenda Got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest If no money exchanges I got these kids in ranges To leave them n***as brainless All they tote is stainless You just remain as Calm as possible, make the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo k**ings clean Slugs up in between They eyes, like True Lies k** em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, yo life is on the shelf We mean this Frank Them cats we f**ing wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank Lets get this money baby They shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies And burn em with dirty 380's Then they come to k** our babies That's all out I got gats that blow the wall out Clear them all out f** the fallout Word to Stretch, I bet they p**y The seven digits push me f**ing real Here's the deal I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps Brick a piece Capiche? Everybody getting cream No one considered a leech Think about it now, that's damn near 1 point 5 I k** em all I'll be set for life Frank pay attention These motherf**ers is henchmen Renegades, if you die they still get paid Extra probably, f** a robbery I'm the boss Promise you won't rob em, I promise But of course you know I had my fingers crossed [Chorus:] n***as bleed just like us Picture me being scared of a n***a that breathe the same air as me n***as bleed just like us Picture me being shook We can both pull burners, make the motherf**ing beef cook n***as bleed just like us Picture a n***a hiding My life in that man hands, while he just deciding n***as bleed just like us I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all Running ain't in my protocol [Verse Two:] Since it's on, I call my n***a Arizona Ron From Tuscon, push the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on Mostly rock the Isley Stupid as a youngin, chose not to move wisely Sharper with game, him and his crooks, caught a ?jooks? Heard it was sweet, bout 350 a piece Ron bought a truck, 2 bricks laid in the cut His peeps got bucked, got locked the f** up That's when Ron vanished, came back, speaking Spanish Lavish habits, two rings, 20 carats He's a criminal n***a made America's Most k**ed his baby's mother's brother, slit his throat The n***a got bagged with the toast, weeded Took it to trial, beat it Now he feel he undefeated He mean it Nothing To Lose, tattooed around his gun wounds Everything, the game, embedded in his brain And me I feel the same for this money ya dying, Specially if my daughter crying, I ain't lying Y'all know the signs [Chorus] [Verse Three:] We agreed that going shooting is silly Because n***as could be hiding in showers with Mac Milly's So I freaked em The telly manager was Puerto Rican Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her Peeps in 91, stole a gun from her workers And they took d**, they tried to jerk us We blaze they place, long story Glo seen my face, got shook Thought a n***a was coming for the safe Now she breaking, shut up, 112, whats shaking A Jamaican, some b**hes I swear They look gay In a black Range Rover Been outside all day If its trouble let me know, I'll be on my way Please I got kids to feed, I done seen you make n***as bleed Nightmare this b**h don't need Ron, get the gasoline This spot, we bout to blow this Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice Room 112 Right by the staircase, perfect place When they evacuate, they meet they fate Ron pa** the gasoline The n***a pa** me kerosene f** it, its flammable My hunger is unexplainable Strike the match, just what I expected The dred kid ejected in seconds And here come two Opposite s**es One black, one Malaysian We in the hallway waiting patient As soon as she hit the door we start blasting I saw her brains hit the floor Ron laughing I swear to God I hit MaxiPriest at least 12 times in the chest Spinned around, shot the chick in the breast She crying, head shot's put her to rest Pop open the briefcases, nothing but Franklin faces The spots hot, sprinklers, alarm systems That's when other guests start to slip in Its time for us to get to dipping I know them n***as in the Range is on they way up Flipping, pistol gripping I load the clip in The hallway, got real loud and crowded They walked right past us I don't know how they allowed it The funny thing about it Through all the excitement They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant Stupid motherf**ers

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