[Chorus]
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
[Verse 1: 8Ball]
Now, I was broke as a motherfucker, my life at the end, see?
My so-called friends, they had no ends to lend me
My job at Micky D's was fuckin’ me with no grease
I worked so fuckin' hard, but the money, it never increased
I quit my fuckin' job, I have no job, nigga
Put on the mask, get the Glock, it’s time to rob, nigga
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn I was nervous, but my fear didn't stop my strollin'
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was struck
I felt the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked
Reachin' for my Glock, some nigga kicked me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I seen death
I woke up at the med still woozy from the jackin'
Duprano walked in, he told me what had happened
I knew him from the hood, I did not know him well
He drove a red Jag, I heartd that he was bale
He said he was out rollin' when he seen me in distress
He said he killed them motherfuckin' niggas with his TEC
He offered me a job, said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it, dreamin’ one day I would be Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
(But not because of my size)
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call me Mr. Big
[Verse 1: 8Ball]
Now, I was broke as a motherfucker, my life at the end, see?
My so-called friends, they had no ends to lend me
My job at Micky D's was fuckin’ me with no grease
I worked so fuckin' hard, but the money, it never increased
I quit my fuckin' job, I have no job, nigga
Put on the mask, get the Glock, it’s time to rob, nigga
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn I was nervous, but my fear didn't stop my strollin'
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was struck
I felt the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked
Reachin' for my Glock, some nigga kicked me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I seen death
I woke up at the med still woozy from the jackin'
Duprano walked in, he told me what had happened
I knew him from the hood, I did not know him well
He drove a red Jag, I heartd that he was bale
He said he was out rollin' when he seen me in distress
He said he killed them motherfuckin' niggas with his TEC
He offered me a job, said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it, dreamin’ one day I would be Mr. Big
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