On March 9th Biggie died. We should never forget how a 24-year-old kid sounded like a 60-year-old man full of wisdom.
unknown to many:
Biggie has an unreleased album with fat joe. Diddy still refuses to release it as it took jabs on a lot of people.
Biggie’s net worth was over $10 million at the time of his death when other rappers, millionaires today, barely made any cent. It is said Eazy E and Biggie, if they lived, would have been hip-hop’s earliest billionaires. Faith evans controls Biggie’s estate which is almost $200m.
You can actually hear the Notorious B.I.G. receiving oral sex on the album Ready to Die
hardest verse according to me I was a terror since the public school era/Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing as/Smoking blunts was a daily routine/Since 13, a chubby n* on the scene/I used to have the trey-deuce/And the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose/Now I got the Mac in my knapsack/Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac’s and Sidekicks/With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks”
I thought timbs were the cheapest during his time hence they were original AND american. They are still not that expensive in american standards unless customized[SIZE=1]¯_(ツ)_/¯[/SIZE]
It’s the ones that smoke blunts witcha,
see your picture
Now they wanna grab they guns and come and getcha
Bet’cha, Biggie won’t slip
I got the Calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
So I can rip through the ligaments
Put they bodies in a bad predicament
Where all the foul niggaz went
Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
But what I’ma hit you with, you muthafuckas better duck
I bring pain, bloodstains on what remains of his jacket,
he had a gun, he shoulda packed it
…/as we out here, say the hustlers prayer/ If the game shakes me or breaks me/ i hope it makes me/ a better man/ take a better stand/ put money on my mums hand/ get my daughter a college plan/ so she dont need no man/ stay far from timid/ only make moves when your hearts in it/ and live the phrase [SIZE=7]Sky is the limit[/SIZE].
Nimeona pale youtube theres a new movie about Biggie, the 1st one ilikua ujinga.
Heart throb never, Black and ugly as ever,
However I stay Coogi down to the socks,
Rings and watch filled with rocks, Uh
Don’t see my ones, don’t see my guns get it,
NOw tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it,
In two as I flow with the Junior MAFIA,
I don’t know what the hell stopping ya, Im clockin ya, Versace shades watching ya.
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The envy of all women, Crush linen Cartier wrist wear with diamonds in them
When I die, fuck it I wanna go to (hell)
Cause I’m a piece of shit, it ain’t hard to fuckin’ tell
It don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven wit’ the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin’ all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin’ with the goodie-goodies loungin’ in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin’ to my mother, even stealin’ out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin’ abortion