Notorious Page #4

Show me your hands.

Come on, show me your hands.

You show me your hands,

I'll put the piece away.

You know, when I was a kid...

you had a switchblade, brass knuckles,

you were a bad dude.

Now you got 13-year-olds

looking to shoot the big n*ggers...

on the corner so they could start

running sh*t themselves.

I mean, what the f***

is the world coming to...

when a drug dealer can't

walk the streets at night?

Tell me, Chris, what do you put on first?

Your socks, your jacket, your piece?

I ain't never saw that gun before.

- So then it must be yours.

- Nah.

Okay, one of you is goin' down

for carrying an illegal firearm.

Which ever one it is, I don't give a sh*t.

But there's no way...

that the two of you

are walkin' out of here.

I give you one minute.

- He just trying to make us sweat.

- Yo, we play hardball with him, he's gonna dust it for prints.

- We'll cross that bridge when we get there.

- No, by then it i'll be too late.

Look, y-you got priors.

You're looking at five or six years, easy.

If l plead guilty, I get three and a day.

- No, D Roc. My gun, my bid.

- No, man. That's bullshit.

Look, this music sh*t you got going on...

It don't come around every f***in' day.

When a motherf***er like you make it,

we all make it.

- What if I don't make it?

- Listen.

I told you how to get into the drug game.

Now I'm telling you

how to get the f*** out.

You don't have a record deal?

Then go out and get one.

But you're not going back on the block.

Not when you got the skills

to do something...

and not if I take this bid for your ass.

So you're gonna make it.

So?

I put my socks on first, motherf***er.

Okay.

Go ahead. Take a walk.

Big, what's going on?

You good?

Look, Mark, I 'm gonna be

for real about this sh*t.

This is my motherfucking life,

you feel me? I got a kid.

I feel like I'm stuck in the mud, yo.

Tell Puff l'm down with chasing the dream.

Whatever he want me to do, I'm in.

But this sh*t gotta jump off now.

I'm gonna tell Puff.

Look, I got you.

Puff will be right with you.

This is going out

to all the pimps and macks

Y'all know the flavor, Brooklyn style

You know how we do

Is it true

All I wanna do is screw

Drink brew with the crew

on the avenue

Ooh, I flip skins

like Mary Lou

So what you gonna do

when she'll come for you, boo

I got girls that

look like Toni Braxton

And give me the skins

without aksin'

When I'm relaxin' on my back

and you know what time it is, oh

But if it's red, man

I'll leave you alone

She can call me

on my cellular phone

And I'll mess around and pickyou up

take you to the crib, stick you up

And put my Silk CD

and lick you, ooh

- Yeah, Big. You ready.

- Hit the twat till your pops call the cops

And when I make bail, out of jail

I'm-a wail on that tail

Because sex never fails

This is going out to the pimps and macks

This is forthe macks anddons

- What up, Howard University?

- What up?

Y'all ready for the next performer?

All right, coming to you from do-or-die

Bed-Stuy, Biggie Smalls!

Also known as Notorious B.I.G.

- Who is that?

- What's up, y'all? How you feel, Big?

...Business Instead of Game.

I need y'all to get loud right now-

- Doyour thing, a'ight?

- And give it up for Notorious B.I.G.!

- A-Yo!

- All right!

Puff made a name

for his self when he went to Howard.

But my name

didn't mean sh*t to that crowd.

- Yo!

- All right!

Hey, Howard. I'm back.

Go get it, big man.

I wanted to do so f***in' good.

I felt like I owed it to D Roc.

I felt like I owed it to my self.

Welcome to B.I. G.

- Get the f*** out of here.

- Got you, Big. I got you.

All right?

Where my niggas at?

- Don't stop. We won't stop.

- Let's go. Let's go.

Stop.

I was a terror

since the public school era

Bathroom passes

cuttin' classes, squeezing asses

Smoking blunts was a daily routine since 13

A chubby nigga on the scene

I used to have the tre-deuce

and the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose

Now I got the MAC in my knapsack

Lounging black

Smoking sacks up in acts

with sidekicks

With my side kicks

rocking fly kicks

Honeys wanna chat

but all we wanna know

Is where the party at

And can I bring my gat

- It don't take nothing

- What up, Pac?

Vince. How's it going?

Good to see you.

Dumping out, just me and my crew

'Cause all we gonna do is

Bullshit and party

and bullshit and party

And bullshit and party

- And bullshit and party and bullshit

- Next verse.

Honeys in the back

looking righteous

In a tight dress

I think I might just

Hit 'em with a little Biggie 101

how I tote guns

- What up, Pac?

- Hey, man.

- You hitting the stage tonight?

- No. You know, I'm just here for the recreational activities.

Smoking, drinking

Got the hooker thinkin'

If money smell bad

then that nigga Biggie stinking

Niggas start to loke out

A kid got choked out

Blows were thrown

and a f***ing fight broke out

Yeah.

Yo, chill!

Can't we just all get along So I can put hickeys on your

chest like Little Shawn

Get you pissy drunk off of Dom Perignon

And it's on

And I'm gone

That's that party

And bullshit and party

and bullshit and party

And bullshit and party

and bullshit and party

And bullshit andparty

and bullshit andparty

- All right!

- I saw Tupac a bout 20 times in Juice.

Now here I was

walking into a party with him.

It was crazy. Females were ready

to jump out their clothes to get at him.

- Yo, man.

- And all the brothers gave him mad respect.

What's up, baby?

When you starting out, that's the best time.

'Cause as soon as you get on top,

that's when the sh*t start.

I figured if it was this good starting out...

then being as large as Pac

must be the sh*t.

Catch you later, Big.

You see that fine-ass girl over there?

Which one?

Right over there.

Before I flip a script

you know I must keep you dozing

I nto the stage of the Buckshot Shorty

Son, pass the boom

That's my joint.

Never, ever, ever get played Kill that

Bust a mad cap in your back

'cause I'm all that

Straight from Crooklyn Better known as Brooklyn

Elude the hook and

- Nice voice.

- The whole beat's took in

- Keep going.

- Why? So you can laugh?

I ain't gonna laugh at you.

Least not to your face.

My mental is criminal

Felony thought subliminal

Sinful

quick to trigger pull

Grab a pocketful of duckets

So what

F*** it Don't give a damn

Niggas know who I'am

See, a b*tch like me come

and do you in your sleep

You wake up, shook up

Running scared in the streets

Known around town

as the b*tch who gets down

Till they put me in a cell

or they put me in the ground

- That's tight.

- But?

Dudes want to hear some sexiness

come out a chick's mouth...

not no gangsta sh*t.

Your whole world changed when you

Wait. Wait.

Loosen up.

Go on.

Your whole world changed

when you heard me rap

Hand on your dick

while my ass you smack

Wanna take off my panties

and put it in the hole

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