2Pac vs. Biggie Smalls(Notorious B.I.G.) - Where Brooklyn At - Live Freestyle Battle | Текст песни

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• 2Pac vs. Biggie Smalls(Notorious B.I.G.)
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WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT
Gonna do it like this
I got seven Mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, my shit never ends
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls
The millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot glocks
Guess how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty at your body
so don't resist with your mike this Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give mc's the runs dripping
when I throw my clip in the AK, I spray from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable, peace to (Mateo)
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the ya-yo
That's crazy blunts, mad L's, my voice excells
from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm dropping shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listening, smacking babies at their christenings

Motherfucking Biggie Smalls!
Now what gonna do with it 2Pac

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