Biggie ft Big L 2Pac n Big Pun- Four Brothers

Added: Jul 8, 2008

From: Aquazon94

Duration: 4:31

got a new 1 wit da lyricz. enjoy evry1.Verse one:Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from the ob-soleteHard to creep them brooklyn streetsIts on nigga, fuck all that bickering beefI can hear sweat trickling down your cheekYour heartbeat soun like sasquatch feetThundering, shaking the concreteFinish it, stop, when I foil the plotNeighbors call the cops said they heard mad shotsSaw me in the drop, three in the cornerSlaughter, electrical tape around your daughterOld school new school need to learn thoughI burn baby burn like disco infernoBurn slow like blunts with ya-yoPeel more skins than idaho potatoNiggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin placeFuckin with b.i.g. it aint safeI make your skin chafe, rashes on the massesBumps and bruises, blunts and landcruisersBig poppa smash fools, bash foolsNiggaz mad because I know that cash rulesEverything around me, two glock ninesAny motherfucker whispering about minesAnd im, crooklyns finestYou rewind this, bad boys behind thisNobody can take nuttin from big l but a loss chiefThe last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teethIm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottieGot more cash than gotti (you dont know? ) you betta ask somebodyBig l is a crazy brother, and Im a lady loverA smooth kid thatll run up in your baby motherI push a slick benz, Im known to hit skinzAnd get endz and commit sins with sick friendsCause Im a money getter, also a honey hitterYou think you nice as me? ha ha, youse a funny niggaI flows, so one of my shoes, wouldnt be clever to missIm leavin competitors pissedTo tell you the truth, it gets no better than thisIm catchin wreck to the break of dawnAnd its on, yo its a must that I put it on[Verse One: 2Pac]Can you picture my prophecy?Stress in the city, the cops is hot for meThe projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppinThere ain't no stoppin meConstantly movin while makin millionsWitnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildingsCarries to children cause they're illinAddicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelinWithout feelin, but will they last or be blasted?Hard headed bastardMaybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathMore bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurryThey're relocating to the cemetaryGot me worried, stressin, my vision's blurriedThe question is will I live? No one in the world loves meI'm headed for danger, don't trust strangersPut one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this angerDon't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it isWhat's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youthIt's just me against the world baby[Verse 1]The harsh realities of life is takin tollsEven Jesus Christ forsake my soulPlease tell me what price to pay to make it homeTake control, I'm makin dough, but not enough to blowJ.O.'s, they lust my flows, but aiyyo, I don't trust a soulThat's all I know or need to, these evil streets'll meet youhalfway and eat you, I laugh tryin to survive illegalI leave you lost, bounce you on the cross, rip you like a horseSacrife your life to a higher forceThen I stomp your corpse it's the Bronx of course recognize the accent?One of the last livin still in action, general assassinCatchin any wreck, blastin any techSmashin any chest, passin any test, Charles Manson in the fleshAny last requests before you meet your maker?Sew what you reap a wake up, shakin up a storm like Anita BakerI'll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hateIncarcerate your fate in Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gateMake no mistake, "The Shit is Real" as Joe, we follow the killer's codeWhen we come for you, tell me where will you go?Nowhere to run, hide, I'll find you and and silence your screamsAnd even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin dreams

Channel: Music

Tags: 2pac  b.i.g  bigl  bigpun  rap 

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