One: B.G. I'm tryin' to do right But I'm surrounded by wrong Avoid the all night flight And still make it on my own I'm tryin' be cool Do what I gotta
译文: 保函. 我难以释怀“.
side Bitch, I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad Tune tells me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard
to this paper I'm a couple bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma,
rockin' wit the best Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (Ahh) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new
NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! He is, he is.. (B.I.G. baby, he is c'mon) NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! We are, we are .. Bad Boy 2000 NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! B.I.G. Born
on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! (I
die together I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah) G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon
, you rockin' wit the best Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (Ah) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool
hits the fader and the crowd is lit I start bustin' off some new shit The stage is so smokey that I almost fall off I start inhalin' it, I'm tryin' not
beef I got is the steak I'm tryin' to eat from the players elite East, West, North, South, Moon, Star I'm gonna ball wherever the chips are I hope y
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
it's really on Now I can go on and on but I refuse to cause I might lose you Let's cruise to the soulful sounds I'm tryin to make y'all get down And put
off my mind And all you thugs with your war stories startin' to bore me I ain't tryin' to hear about your guts and glory I'm tryin' to hear B.I.G. and
G I don't know how he treat you, how they do it where you at But all I'm tryin' to say is you should know me like that I'm just sayin' (It's the R&B Killer) I'm
g stro] [verse 1] ma get down to the drum when it come to the crack you know to where too get it from, i'm the unbelievable unstoppable as logical, i'm
it As soon as I step up they hate it And I'm saying I really ain't with that complaining Just look at the picture I'm painting Yeah, I pay my rent they
