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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 6:31:07 GMT -5
Now, I was broke as a muthafucka, my life at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me.
My job at Mickie Ds was fuckin me with no grease
I worked so damn hard, but the money, it never increased.
I quit my fuckin job, I had no job nigga
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's time to rob nigga.
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin.
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was struck
I felt the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked.
Reachin for my tech, the bullets hit me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I seen death.
I woke up at the med still woozy from my jackin
T-Money walked in and he told me what had happened.
I knew him from the hood, but I did not know him well
He drove a red jag, and I knew that he was bale.
He said he was rollin when he seen me in distress
He said he killed the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
8Ball: I hit the street slaning ya-yo, then I sold up my block
Sellin 8, sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin dimes, sellin nickels to the junkies on my tracks
Gettin my dick sucked with the crumbs from the crack.
Some fool tried to jack me, but he only had a knife
A clip full of hollow tips took the bitches' life.
Standin on the track, my mobile rung and it was T
"Hello?" -- "Yo Eight, be the fuck aroung 3" --"Aight!"
I met him at the park, he had a job for me again
Rob some Columbians, and get my ass in.
Hit for 30 birds, if I live, I'd get five
I smoked them damn Columbians, and then got what was mine.
All the time, my clientel rappidly increased
My bank got bigger, that's when bitches started jockin me.
Cars and clothes had me fuckin different hoes
A fat bank roll was keepin me cool with the 5-O.
I had niggas workin under me to take the heat
I never touched the dope, makin a 100 Gs a week.
I gained respect, I'm the biggest playa of all time
Don't ever fuck with me, cause I'm ...
Mr. Big!
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
8Ball: Chillin at the club with T-Money and J-be
Lil Adrian and Boo, and my nigga, MJG.
I had the bitches staring at the twinkle of my diamonds.
Drinkin on this Yak, makin my way to the back.
When I saw this little bitch lookin finer than the rest.
With a long black weave and a tight red dress.
I started conversatin, but she didn't want to talk to me
Straight up to the hotel room, now the bitch is suckin the
Dick of this nigga that is smarter than the bitch thank
Then she got up, now somethin in the air stank.
She went in the bathroom and locked the door behind her
I got off the bed and grabbed the tech from the dresser.
Stood by the door when it opened, niggas came out
Grab my muthafuckin gun, "Hey nigga!" *pow pow*
Then, I grabbed the girl cause some more niggas had busted in
Shot that bitch in the dome with my muthafuckin chrome
Shot up all the niggas, but I took one in the leg
When the cops busted in, I was laying on the bed.
Walked up out the room, did I go to jail?
Hell no! They can't stop me..
Long live Mr. Big Ho!!!!
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
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Post by 40oz on Sept 25, 2017 18:23:22 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2017 18:31:48 GMT -5
Full albums 'cos I'm an album kind of cunt:
NWA - Straight Outta Compton
Dr Dre - The Chronic and 2001
Snoop Dogg - Doggystyle
GTA San Andreas - Radio Los Santos
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2017 17:55:14 GMT -5
(8ball)
Tight grip on the tech-9, now it's time to creep
Hollow tips, in the clip, puttin' suckas in a deep sleep
Win, lose, or draw yo gat
Die if you ain't quick enough
Or end up at 201
Just because you think you tough
Niggas in the med, now they dead, from the uzi round
Trick was found, bloody on the ground, down in orange mound
Hole, in his dome, from the chrome, dat my hand held
Cuts, on the hoe, where I whooped 'em with da fanbelt
Bitches think i'm soft, cuz I treat them with respect
But I won't hesitate to smoke a bitch wit my tech
9 millimeta beata if I feel dat I should hit that ho
Smack, step back, & watch that ho hit the floor
Niggas on the gank might do better at a bank
Cuz i'm packin' what you lackin' and i'm shootin' like a tank
Its the p.i.m.p-ah
The funky m.c.-ah
The niggas dats droppin dem bitches wit my 9 millimeta
1 little, 2 little, 3 little tricks
4 little, 5 little bitches on my dick
6 little, 7 little, 8 little niggas make 9 little millimeta boys (boys)
(MJG)
9 little millimeta nigga, how you figure
Its a chance, talkin shit, wit ya gun in ya pants
I'm'a step on your ass like a stepbrother
Looks as if to me dat you a mothafuckin death lover
Weak ass boy, wit a toy on da street
Cappin on the right mothafucka til he meet
The wrong mothafuckin pimp tight, operator
Who shoot a nigga first, and then reason wit em later
Now punks, trip me out, wit a gun and no clip
Catchin nothin but a charge cuz he wanna be hip- but ya slipped
Anyway, when ya left witout ya bullets
Now be a stupid fool, reach for it then pull it
But you ain't, cuz u can't, pull a gun wit no ammo
You thinkn you can beat it but you know you ain't rambo
So its best you try to beg for ya life to stay alive
Cuz tricks, gettin dey dome blown away wit 25
And all about da popppin me a clip in get hip
You betta pack yo bags, cuz you goin on a trip
Dis shit is thick as heinz, and da shit is gettin thicker. . .for da 9 little millimeta nigga
(hook)
(oh shit, I’m hit)
Is there a doctor in the house?? (shit, I’m hit)
Damn, I think I’m dyin (shit, I’m hit)
Please call the doctor! (shit, I’m hit)
(8ball)
The mothafuckin pigs wanna fuck up da game
Sending niggas to jail, because dey sell cocaine
Rocks of crack, make stacks of dead presidents
Junkies fiendin for a hit, fucks up my residence
5-o, creepin tryna catch a nigga serve one
Thats, when I got my mothafuckin shotgun
Niggas in da bushes tryna rob me for what I got
Watch dem bitches scatter when I unload, da buckshots
Jack- or be jacked, creep- or get creeped on
But nigga don't step wrong, cuz 8ball keep a tone
And if ya shoot at me I hope ya hit me and kill me dead
Cuz if I dont die, I’m puttin a hole in yo fuckin head
Scandalous hoes, love a nigga dats beldum
Play dat innocent role, and have a nigga fucked up
She'll suck ya dick and then ya fall in love
While ya at home sleepin, she sellin pussy at da club
But look here hoes, I won't go out like a punk bitch
It takes more to get me, den fuckin and suckin dick
Dont disrespect me, cuz ho I’m the truth
9 little millimeta niggas smoke bitches too
(hook)
(oh shit, I’m hit)
Is there a doctor in the house?? (shit, I’m hit)
Damn, I think I’m dyin (shit, I’m hit)
Please call the doctor! (shit, I’m hit)
(MJG)
I tote a mothafuckin tone, when I gotta roam, cuz pimps dont play
And I gotta stay, where young black niggas obey
Some kinda rule or strategy, cuz I can't be havin the
Shit from no nigga who think his tone is backin me
Away from da shit he talk, da shit ain't worth bein heard
I’m thinkin bout cappin domes, you ain't shootin shit but birds
For nigas who totin shanks, I hope you young niggas think
To creep from a pimps backside before you take his bank
Cuz I ain't no mothafuckin target, ain't no use of startin dis shit
Wit a nigga who legit, smokin bud by da pound, orange mound is my stomping ground
Dats where I’m found, and all da niggas who down
They gonna step when I step, jump when I jump
Ima be throwin boom, dey gone be shootin pumps
Havin a mothafuckin tone, really, really, really, ain't shit to me
It’s just another fuckin responsibility
But weak niggas like em turn crumbs into bricks
Gettin off in da click, wit sum petty ass shit
MJG, will play a punk like a toy
You litle 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 little millimeta boys
(hook)
(oh shit, I’m hit)
Is there a doctor in the house?? (shit, I’m hit)
Damn, I think I’m dyin (shit, I’m hit)
Please call the doctor! (shit, I’m hit)
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Post by BIG DICK NIGGA on Oct 19, 2017 8:40:56 GMT -5
KK why have you renamed yourself to Unknown? We still know who are you, you need to work on your camouflage better.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2017 10:26:19 GMT -5
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR what happened to that boy?
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