4 My Peeps (Buckwild Version) Tone (Ft. Don Barron, M.O.P., The Notorious B.I.G. & Organized Konfusion)

[Biz Markie] (Get on the mic)

Check it out yo

[Verse 1: Red Hot Lover Tone]
For all my muthafuckin' niggas, word to Hurb, we got stupider
Runnin' mad circles round your crew like Jupiter
Oops, I mean Saturn, rappers sadden
Cause I madden, I have been, suckers wish they hadn't
I'm baggin' the bitches grabbin' my pockets - fatten
Like Madden, then I just lamp like Aladdin
So what you gonna do when I come through your town
With mad niggas who +love+ bein locked down
Facin' convictions, throwin' conniptions
I got more riches than them royal Egyptians
Step to this mic, you're a goner
Cause Red Hot Lover's right on like Cynthia Horner
I better warn ya, you'll get your ass kicked, I'm blasted
That's it, I drop it like a clumsy black bastard
I'm gettin' figures from my rap niggas
Got my shit-kickers, yo, this is for my niggas

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Introducin' the black bastard from Bedrock
Guaranteed to make your head rock
Tote Glocks, drop cops that mistake me for Rodney, strictly headshots
I knock the twist out your dreadlocks
Who got the props? Biggie
Who got the Glock? Biggie
But who is he?
You can't get my description
You need a prescription
Two doses of the ferocious
Feel the weight when I'm crushin' them
Bumrushin' em', stuffin' 'em
I put the pressure on 'em, hon
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He's just nice, he just sliced
Like a Ginsu, look what I been through
The Brooklyn streets, the obese thug nigga from the East
The black nine, hard to find muthafucka
After the rhyme press rewind, muthafucka
Strictly for my niggas