Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick, 'cause real street n***** ain't havin' that shit. — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
There's gonna be a lot of slow singin' and flower bringin' if my burgalar alarm starts ringin' — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
When I die I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a peice of shit it ain't hard to fuckin' tell…Crime after crime from drugs… — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
Break it down into sections, some use pipes others use injections syringe sold seperately frank the deputy quick to grab my smith-n-wessun like my… — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
I spit phrases that'll thrill you, your nobody til somebody kills you. — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek. Your heartbeat sounds like sasquatch feet Thundering, shaking the concrete. — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
The thrill is gone, the black Frank White is here to excite and throw dick to dykes. Bitches I like em brainless. Guns I… — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
Look at u, you ain't no better walking around with ur tight sweater and long leather. You and ur friends always together no time… — Biggie Smalls Copy Share Image
Armed and dangerous ain't too many can bang with us straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us you all niggas be scrambling, gambling up in restaurants with mandolins and violins. We just sittin' here trying to win, try not to sin high off weed and lot's of… — Biggie Smalls Copy Share
