The Notorious B.I.G. - Spit Your Game lyrics

(feat. Twista, Bone Thugs N Harmony) Notorious... [B.I.G.] Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, [B.I.G. - Verse] Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us, Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious, thug a** n***as that love to bust, it's strange to us, Ya'll n***as be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins, We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin, High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen, Steadily countin' them benjamins, n***a you should to if u knew wut this game would do 2 u, Bin in this sh** since '92, look at all the bullsh** I've bin through, So called beef with u know who, f**ed a few female stars or two, Then a bluelight n***as knew like Mike-shiiit not to be f** wit. Muthaf**a betta duck quick..cuzz me and my Dogs love to buck sh**, f** the luck sh** strictly aim No asperation to Quit da game. Spit yo' game, talk yo sh**, grab yo gat, call your clicks, Squeeze your clip and hit the right one Pa** dat weed l gotta light one All them n***as l gotta fight one All them hoes l gotta like one Our situation is a tight one What u wanna do? fight or run? Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, [Twista] Making money livin' marvelous, in god we trust, Don't too many n***as wanna start wit us, got big guns in the cars wit us, Bust at any muther f**a actin hard wit us, Don't really wanna show u wut a G.I.B., I'd rather be sippin' Remy in V.I.P., When u hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary n***a B.I.G., Brooklyn and K-town, when u checkin out the flow, u know its goin rain with persistence, 2 legends on the same track, 2 different plains of existence, Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows, hit it from the back cus I love to buck hoe, Spit it for the city I love Chi-ca-go, cali-coes buck, I love to bust those, You think you can spit on the mike like Biggie and flow just as steady as I, sh** is real u know u love Him, u ain't got "Ready to Die", "Life After d**h", give to 'em, however u wanna n***a,that a day after, give it to ya, however u wanna n***a, cus the sh** is giddie, so I carry big heat, screamin' come and get me, Twista and Biggie on the Swizz beat, 3 mils I love to make 1, all these cars I love to ride 1, All these hoes I love to cut 1, a tribute to BIG I love to bust 1, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, [Bone Thugs N Harmony] In the middle of it hammer, bring n***as more drama than they baby mama, n***a on my back ima bomb ya, One man but attack like a pack of piranhas, like terracotta, n***as always ready for war, they don't really wanna see a n***a tho, We can hit 'em, in a minute, then be finished with 'em Hit 'em with the venom of a n***a with a sick-o flo Here wit Swizz, Oh NO!, n***as in trouble, Somebody better call po-po, its gonna be murder when I get to servin them burners (YEAH), And n***as ya'll heard of me, brick city k**a, n***a word to me, And i'm pa**ed that like Bernie Magic, wit a jack that'll snatch that rep, and stack some, drag him, Double on that back random, with the bullets stop brand him, Feeling hard you can't hara** him, Put it up in your magic, catch the magnum flashing cannons, n***as ain't ready for this 1, cus im on a Mission to get even better than believe it i'm heavily heated, It's easy to see it, if you wanna see me let that be the reason. [B.I.G. - Chorus] Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, Spit your game, talk your sh**,grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** That weed I got to light one, Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pa** that weed I got to light one,