The Biggie Sound - Sorry About That lyrics

[chorus - Biggie Sound][2X] I'm smilin' in front of your crib U ask why, I'll tell you why I'm waitin' for you, right here on the street A lil' Hennessy, a glock, you're dead J. Glock! [verse 1 - J. Glock] Come on, I'm black coat, I'm the mob I f** your biiiiitch Over, over, you know those sharp needles Are right heeeeere We don't know how you stop there Get out! Let's go, we're heeeeere Your meal tonight will be the basis of grain Rampa-G broke the chain, I'm like a G, oh man I'm like a gangsta In Limozine, my Ak will sneeze Don't be my friend, my belt is goin' to squeeze (uh-uh) No paper, no a b**h to get you to say good things You'll end up comin' out of our games In da hood? You'll be whipped I don't think you're tripped Yeahhhh! [chorus - Jim Rampage][2X] I'm smilin' in front of your crib U ask why, I'll tell you why I'm waitin' for you, right here on the street A lil' Hennessy, a glock, you're dead Come on Biggie! [verse 2 - Biggie Sound] We picked up those packets The facts are that you're not on maps (yeah!) Take off the bandana, we got extra caps We flew in the your baby's crib Ready? No? We'll lay you down this street (come on!) f** your n***az, I'm preparin' my fingers My AR-15 will sing T.B.S. Thug isn't just singers My n***az are turnin' the stringers Blah-blah and sh**, the true Biggie is restin' Are fastin'? His n***az are wastin' Yeah, let's go n***az! [chorus - J. Glock][2X] I'm smilin' in front of your crib U ask why, I'll tell you why I'm waitin' for you, right here on the street A lil' Hennessy, a glock, you're dead Rampage! [verse 3 - Jim Rampage] Are you ready for d**h I'll show them a path (WoO!) If you don't come, we'll get them We on the sly, then cut them and hang them Generals like Taliban his little crib explodes (BoO!) Mo'f**a you're ready to go? Tomorrow, you'll fly like a swallow Runnin' like Scooby Doo (yeah!) Throw in their soldiers like ducks There will be lucky your n***az bucks [Jim Rampage talkin'] You're burstin'! Ok, ok! Damn, will kiss the ground! T.B.S. Thug generals are shootin' Me, The fake Biggie and J. Glock Ok, let's go! [* rain fallin' *]