Last Day (FeaT. The Lox)

The Notorious B.I.G.
앨범 : Life After Death
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Yo what's beef to you,
three niggaz with hoodies and bats
That ain't shit compared to one
small cat with gats
When we came here we cut off
all kind circulation
Breathin, eatin, the whole situation
When we do our shit we do
our shit for real
While you take your money for
your deal and make your own beats
Compose your own sheets,
that's aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and
cop only hot shit
Rock top shit you know how
The Lox get
Then you can see me flyin
in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I,
hold our grica down for years
Gang not, but we been had
our black tears
Niggaz under the stairs
only understand what we got
Underground, all above must get shot
You couldn't book me Dano,
see Luciano put the burners
To all y'all, what nigga bring it
I'm callin y'all
You already know what it's about
when I run up in your house
Put the gun up in your mouth and
get the money out the couch
Hearin you out is senseless,
perhaps for instance
I give this faggot a french kiss
Black gloves, no prints, dark tints
Word on the street they
ain't heard from him since
You know about life
after kicked the kid in
Since me and my mi-dan can
flip seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is forbidd-en
Either you ridin or you dyin
cause we swingin iron
Lox and Poppa, turning niggaz
into Jim Hoffa
Who gon stop us,
it's your last joint double copper
You gettin money or your runnin
from the Feds
Ain't nothin over here
but sixteen and one in the head
And I solemnly swear
That all y'all niggaz out there
got a problem this year
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Before you think of keepin me down,
heatin me down
The flow like water get
deepe and you drown
With no soul, many niggaz roll
with no dough
Even the small Dunn
got a little black hole
Your destiny is somethin
you can never figure out
Niggaz is never happy til
there's blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who
the hell are you to play in this?
A lot are dead,
how the hell you take the pain?
Live with it got money
you better get with it
My man had the thug in him
did his bid with it
Get married to the game
but never have a kid with it
Advice from the wise, slice the pies
Too many schemes divides,
when dreams collide
Teams provide,
war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling
and you slept on the floor
Only a blind dove'll fall in love
with a whore
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold sweats,
they just dreams
You still apoligizin, analyzin,
my size and your size and
Realizin, a fist fight would be asinine
You just pop wines I must pop nines
Genuine steel piece,
nozzle in your grill piece
You're shook up, two bricks,
every cook up
We can hook up, all I see is the future
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks,
get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed
with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Play for keeps wet shirts
with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, about to marry it
Illegal transactions in
Farragut with Arabics
Why not, they fit twelve up
in the bedroom
Imagine what they stash is like,
make you a classic like
My first LP, beef with me is unhealthy
Fuck around and get an ul-cer,
loose your pulse or
Collapsed lung,
look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin promos
Break both your legs you're movin
slow-mo, got shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams,
you need for mo'
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I stil...
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I stil...
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway

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