[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
[Verse 1: Trife & Larceny]
I thought I told you never to trust nobody but us
Now the gats must bust, malicious, black, viper, venomous
There's gonna be a lot of white chalk and brains on the sidewalk
I know you hear me, nigga, talk
Nigga, I'm weak and can't move my mouth to speak
And they caught me creepin', deep in the hood, peepin'
Larce was sneakin' they took me off my feetin'
But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'
I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'ma creep
Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my enemies
Psychopath, when the date of wrath
Resolve the conflict, I'ma lick who did it
And who the fuck was with it
'Til they dead covered blood red
Pumpin' lead 'til them bastards ain't got no head
The raw deal, bad era switched to terror
You could pray all day but still gon' die anyway
[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
[Verse 1: Trife & Larceny]
I thought I told you never to trust nobody but us
Now the gats must bust, malicious, black, viper, venomous
There's gonna be a lot of white chalk and brains on the sidewalk
I know you hear me, nigga, talk
Nigga, I'm weak and can't move my mouth to speak
And they caught me creepin', deep in the hood, peepin'
Larce was sneakin' they took me off my feetin'
But fucked up because my heart's still beatin'
I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'ma creep
Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my enemies
Psychopath, when the date of wrath
Resolve the conflict, I'ma lick who did it
And who the fuck was with it
'Til they dead covered blood red
Pumpin' lead 'til them bastards ain't got no head
The raw deal, bad era switched to terror
You could pray all day but still gon' die anyway
[Hook: Method Man, The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
Stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it
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