[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Some Junior Mafia sh** right here
We just gonna set it off
We's know the deal
This sh** is real
On this end, uh
sh** is real on this end
No friends, J-M
(sh** it real on this end)
sh** is real on this end
(sh** is real on this end)
No friends, J-M
[Verse 1: Trife/Blake C (of The Snakes)]
Got into my mind, sh** is smoked up, my sight is blind
co*k back the nine cause I might not like what I find
Murders I seen, k**er fiend, through the endosheen
Mean burst into flying milloteen
Into see I sit, till I'm rit
I use the gun and slip exhale
Hollow tips
Rub my pointer angle
This must be the devil's triangle
Confused, so I mangle, demons I had to strangle
Perfesion hit man and so they guns multi clips
I grab my gats got go back and let him pull it
[Verse 2: Larceny (of The Snakes)]
I said I'm rough a real b**h, n***a, you better back up
With the four-four devid loaded so motherf**ers slack up
I sh** the raps and craps bive me my snaps
b**hes wanting the claps cause I'm leaving them with f**ing gats
I write rhymes, the gay mind
The maintain mind
The rag around my head is for the gang sign
So with the bottom lick the sha body shody
Fear nobody at less catch f**ing bodies
On all you b**hes, gang-bangers, snitches
I get so f**ed up I don't know
Which, which, is which is
Larceny's a part of me, trifling is stifling, MC's on they a**
Two snakes in the f**ing gra**, n***a
[Interlude: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Do you know what time is is?
No friends, J-M
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
[Verse 3: Larceny (of The Snakes)]
(Lost)
The dirty n***a, trigger
f** the looking good sh**
I rather grab my gat
And co*k bullsh**
Heat I ceep when I creep
Using to sneak into leting kept treck and count them greens
A n***a drops, I wish it was the cops
sh** is hot, got the motherf**ing block locked
[Verse 4: Trife/Blake C (of The Snakes)]
Wicked creator
Life eliminator
Continue to sinue, murder's on the menu
Which get in you
Meet the boom on the stab
On blood harvester tomb
Ctach a body ever full moon
MC's with temptaion
They're part, afixiation
Snake relation
Like proper damn nation
Since birth
On this scortched dirt
Badness with the lyricals oocket full of miricles
I'm sick, and sick of being tired
Ain't a soul I fear, too tired to care
And sunwise to let my tepature rise
Eagle eyes, don't believe in me, believe your eyes
Should I cry? Cause I wet a n***a then he die
So co*k my lie roll up and get high
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
[Verse 5: DSP (of Blackjack)]
How cause dirty bodies and glut cluts
Very busses and buck shots
co*k gluts and run the block
n***as in they clean they clucks
n***as can see me nuts, let it get hot
Murder mo' n***as and gotta load of reps she think mets and cot
Because I only get drastic so who hasta, black plastic
Specs in the back with all the caskets
Who can be mo k**a? Blood spilla, clips with hollow points
So when a n***a slips he sh**s like he's got salmonela
Danger approaches, checking for who gets closest
You're closest to get my focus smoke the rookies like roaches
Who can cause more terror then this like a full terrorist
Breaking n***as like matches, broken b**hes appoaches
And you know this n***a lets it increase
With mo' heat than a heater 'specialy when I got my milometer
Burning up these n***as like VD, these n***as try to see me
Now I'm making benders like Houdini
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
(What you want?) The keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Bustin' in b**hes making their periods late
Cleaning out cribs, coke crums off the plate
n***as real protective, young G's perspective
[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
No doubt, no doubt
The Bay Area meets Bedstuy
Black Jack
Junior M.A.F.I.A
Frank White is the f**er
Keeping it real for the 9-6 until, uh
Yeah, no friends, J-M
Uh, no friends, J-M
I need a Black Jack
Uh, no friends, J-M
Uh, The Snakes
No friends, J-M, uh
No friends, J-M, uh
Uh, No friends J-M