Biggie – 9 years



Watch Casino, I’m the hip-hop version of Nicky Tarantino
Ask Nino, he know
Green with envy, the green tempts me
To make the rich the enemy, and take their cheese
Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty
Live happily, ever after in laughter
Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster
And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead
Three of mine dead, nuttin’ left to do
But tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed
Incidents like this I take trips,
Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy,
Some Creole C-O bitches I met on tour,
Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore,
Told me meet em in the future later, they’ll take me shoppin’,
Buy me lavender and fuschia Gators,
Introduce me to playa haters and heavy weighters,
Rich bitch shit, drinkin’ Cristal,
Til they piss the shit, uhh
Thorough bitches, a death to any borough bitches
Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me?
Reminisce on dead friends too,
You’re nobody til somebody kills you…

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