Ready To Die - The Notorious B.I.G.
Yeah...
Yeah...
(You ready motherf_cker?)
(We gon' kill your ass)
As I grab the glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, doin your brain cells much damage
Teflon is the material for the imperial
mic ripper girl stripper the Henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch
Quick to grab the right b_tch and make her drive
the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck sh_t
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques drippin out my b_ttcheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't f_ck up my sheets, huh
My sh_t is deep, deeper than my grave G
I'm ready to die and nobody can save me
F_ck the world, f_ck my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin whatever it took from snatchin chains to pocketbooks
A big BAD motherf_cker on the wrong road
I got some drugs tried to get the avenue sold
I want it all from the Rolexes
to the Lexus gettin paid, is all I expected
My mother didn't give me what I want, what the f_ck?
Now I got a glock, makin motherf_ckers duck
Sh_t is real, and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kickin n_ggaz down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to n_ggaz gettin wet
The infrared's at your head real steady
You better grab your guns cause I'm ready, ready
I'm ready to die!
(Nah we ain't gon' kill your ass yet)
(We gonna make you suffer)
In a sec I throw the tec to your f_ckin neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some wreck
Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talkin
You better act like CeCe, and keep on walkin
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung on like you slumber right you fell to the conrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin
I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
N_ggaz say I'm strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your sh_t splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
after the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split
down your backbone to where your motherf_ckin cheek drip
The sh_t I kick, rip it through the vest
Biggie Smalls passin any test, I'm ready to die!
I'm ready
(Time to go, we gonna put you out your misery motherf_cker)
N_ggaz definitely know what time it is
The Notorious one in full effect
for ninety-three!
Suicidal, I'm ready!
(Now I lay me down to sleep)
Yeah
(Pray the Lord my soul to keep)
(If I should die before I wake)
(I pray the Lord my soul to take)
(Cause I'm ready to die)
(All y'all motherf_ckers come with me if you want to)
(Biggie Smalls the biggest man)
(Rockin on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee)
(Third Eye, and the rest of the Bad Boy fam)
(I don't wanna see no cryin at my funeral)
(feat. Puff Daddy)
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