Bài hát Whatchu Want (Feat. Jay-Z) Báo Lỗi

(feat. Jay-Z)


[BIG]

Throw your hands or die, nigga

I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick

Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?

Am I hard hard core, harder than a Plymouth

It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff

And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back

So what you want, nigga? How you wanna act?

I hope civilized cause I love to see niggaz die

Brains all leakin' out on the street

And the pastor preachin' "He was a good man"

Played the bad man when the burner was in his hand

Now he's singin' sad songs with Elvis

Three to the head, bout six cross the pelvis

Ya fuck with the high guy ya die

Yeah the same motherfucker yellin' "Look up in the sky!"

I'm on some old neck shit, Suplex shit, hardcore sex shit, and Tec shit


[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]

What you want, nigga?

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)


[BIG]

A repetitive loop

All I need to destroy a soloist or group

Huh, I put it to ya boy

Hope you got the scoop

Biggie Smalls, the rap genius

I keep the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut

Fuck the sluts with the big humongous butts

Huh, I use a rubber, but

My style is gushy like the hooker's pussy

And it don't take a lot of back talk to push me

Into flamin' 'em like that little nigga Damien

Pop 19 to my motherfuckin' cranium

Game tight, gun totin' motherfucker

Niggaz in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker

I tricked 'em- I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em

I stripped 'em, cause niggaz don't want the friction

Told you before how I bring the dra-ma

Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandma-ma


[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]

What you want, nigga?

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)


[Diddy adlibs]

Aye yo

Time to bring 'em back

Yeah


[JAY-Z (BIG)]

It's the Commission, niggaz

B-I-G lives on

No Remorse ??, Brooklyn

Uh, uh, uh, uh, Let's go!

It's fuckin' deadly

Lucky Lefty of the Commission, bow down

By now you fuckers know this is our crown

Buctown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie

Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold

Behold the fly-est (it's the Commission)

Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers

Jet fuel abusers, sippin' ?Patruise?

+Once Upon A Time In America+'s muse

You based on us, you fiction

Ya eight's don't bust, you a constant contradiction

Ladies please use contraception

Conception's at a all time high with sexin'

Use protection

You fuckers shoulda never been born, shoulda never got signed, how the fuck you got on?

How the fuck you got Shawn?

I'm too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the dance

Rubberband man before T.I. was

King of New York like B.I. was

B.K. all day, it's in my blood

You wanna see my mask and gloves?

What the fuck you want?


[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]

What you want, nigga?

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)


[Diddy]

Two of the world's greatest

Brooklyn's Finest

The Commission lives on

BIG Forever

The Biggie Duets

Let's go