Big Tyme (Original Version) Live Squad (Ft. 2Pac)

[Intro]
I make big money
I make big money
(Yeah just what I do, know what I'm sayin'?)
I make big money
I make big money
Big Maj in the muthafuckin' house
Check it

[Verse 1: Stretch]
Pull a card, here comes the Squad
Sure to bomb, never lost when I’ve sparred
And hard 'cause I'm God!
And comes off the top
Don’t they know a nigga got flavor
Mad 'cause I’m sharp as a razor
Hawkin' when I’m walkin', always tryna take a niggas fucking picture
Embarrassed when my lawyers gettin' richer
I’m larger than life, rather jumbo
The thuggadon niggas, got incredible dope flow
I remain smooth, cops can’t find no evidence
So I’ll just laugh, look at my fucking dead presidents
Sending me decoys with marked money frontin' yo
What you need G? Nah, I ain't got nuttin'
"I say no to drugs”
Is what I tell 'em then I step
Wouldn’t be top dog if I was one who slept
So show respect
I’m beyond that, livin’ like Trump
The only difference is a nigga’s never in a slump
Tax-free is what it be G
Stacking while I’m macking
The Squad is Big Time if you wanna be exactin’
Dealin’ with keys, you see these on the mad tip
Act like you want it and we’ll have to just wreck shit