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- Notorious B.I.G. - Player’s Anthem Lyrics
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- [Notorious B.I.G.]
- Niggaz... bitches...
- Uhh
- Chorus: B.I.G.
- (Niggaz) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
- (Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
- Gotcha, open off the words I say because
- "This type of shit it happens everyday" -- Slick Rick
- Verse One: Lil' Ceasar
- Check it out, uhh
- Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
- What are you a idiot?
- Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
- Got mad guns up in the cabin
- Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin shit
- I make it happen, you got your ass caught
- All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
- or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
- I blow up spots like little sisters
- G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
- Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
- Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
- Niggaz grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
- the little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
- Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur, yaknahmean?
- Stack the green, read all between the lines
- A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to find
- Chorus: repeat 2X
- Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.
- (How ya livin Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
- Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
- Smokin skunk and mad Phillies
- Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
- If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
- Shit get drastic, I'm buryin ya bastards
- Big Poppa never softenin
- Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin
- Leave the fucker coughin up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
- Covered the wife, kleenex for the kid's tears
- Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
- She whippin my ride, countin my one's, thinkin I'm richest
- Just the way players play, all day everyday
- I don't know what else to say
- I've been robbin niggaz since Run and them was singin 'Here We Go'
- Snatchin ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know
- my flow, detrimental to your health
- Usually roll for self, I have son ridin shotgun
- My mind's my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
- My target, all you wack niggaz who started rappin
- Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggaz know the half
- Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths
- Runnin up in pretty bitches constantly
- The Smalls bitch, who the fuck it was supposed to be?
- Chorus: repeat 2X
- Verse Three: Lil' Kim
- I used to pack Macs in Cadillacs
- Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my niggaz backs
- Nines in the stores, glocks in the bags
- Maxin mini-markets, gettin money with the Arabs
- No question, confession, yes it's the lyrical
- Bitches squeeze your tits, niggaz grab your genitals
- Proteins and minerals, excluse subliminals
- Big Momma shoots the game to all you Willies and criminals
- I kick the rilli with my peeps all day
- 325's roll by with the windows down halfway
- D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
- It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin nigga Biggie
- Bitches love the way I bust a rhyme
- Cause they all in line screamin one more time
- Niggaz, grab your dicks if you love hip-hop
- Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up
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