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  • çok güzel bir biggie şarkısı. sözlerin de her ne kadar zamanın bütün east side şarkılarında olduğu gibi bir numara olmasa da güzel şarkı güzel ... 2pac duymasın.

    {verse one: mase}

    now, who's hot who not
    tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
    you tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
    who jewels got robbed who's mostly goldie down
    to the tube sock, the same ol pimp
    mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp
    can't stop till i see my name on a blimp
    guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
    you don't believe in harlem world nigga double up
    we don't play around it's a bet lay it down
    nigga didn't know me ninety - one bet they know me now
    i'm the young harlem nigga with the goldie sound
    can't no phd niggaz hold me down, cooter
    schooled me to the game, now i know my duty
    stay humble stay low blow like hootie
    true pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty
    and then ya yell there go mase there go your cutie
    {singers come in over this last line}

    i don't know what, they want from me
    it's like the more money we come across
    the more problems we see
    {repeat 2x}

    {verse two: puff daddy}

    yeah yeah, ahaha, from the c - to - the - a - to - the - d - d - y
    know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly
    i call all the shots
    rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
    cop all the drops, i know you thinkin now's
    when all the ballin stops, nigga never
    home got a chrome one and a yacht
    ten years from now we'll still be on top
    yo, i thought i told you that we won't stop
    now whatcha gonna do when it's cool
    bag a money much longer than yours
    and a team much stronger than yours, violate me
    this'll be your day, we don't play
    mess around be d. o. a. , be on your way
    cause it ain't enough time here, ain't enough lime here
    for you to shine here, deal with many women
    but treat dimes fair, and i'm
    bigger than the city lights down in times square
    yeah, yeah yeah

    i don't know what, they want from me
    it's like the more money we come across
    the more problems we see
    {repeat 2x}

    {verse three: notorious b. i. g. }

    uhh, uhhh
    b. i. g. , p - o, p - p - a
    no info, for the, dea
    federal agents mad cause i'm flagrant
    tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
    my team supreme, stay clean
    triple beam lyrical dream, i be that
    cat you see at all events bent
    gats in holsters girls on shoulders
    playboy, i told ya, bein mice to me
    bruise too much, i lose, too much
    step on stage the girls boo too much
    i guess it's cause you run with lame dudes too much
    me lose my touch, never that
    if i did, ain't no problem to get the gat
    where the true players at?
    throw your roadies in the sky
    wave em side to side and keep their hands high
    while i give your girl the eye, player please
    lyrically, niggaz see, b. i. g.
    be flossin jig on the cover of fortune
    five double oh, get the phone number
    your name, i got to know, i got to go
    got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
    like thizat, dangerous
    on trizack, leave your ass kizzack

    i don't know what, they want from me
    it's like the more money we come across
    the more problems we see
    {repeat 3x}
    what's goin on?
    what's goin on?
    i don't know what, they want from me
    it's like the more money we come across
    the more problems we see
    {repeat 3x to fade}
  • ne kadar* para, o kadar* problem / paran mı var derdin var.