DJ Mister Cee, The Notorious B.I.G. - The Wickedest lyrics
The Notorious B.I.G. [Christopher George Latore Wallace] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DJ Mister Cee, The Notorious B.I.G. - The Wickedest lyrics]
Hold up, shut this shit down
It's goin down baby, Funk Flex
We about to black out to fuckin Brooklyn
With my nigga Mister Cee
Cause you know how the fuck I get down!
Big dog, pitbull status nigga!
Yeah you're now enterin the mode of
The notorious Biggie Smalls
Junior MAFIA clique, representin
This one goin out to Brooklyn
Y'all know what time it is
It's goin out to all the gangsters
All the pimps and players, hoes and bitches
Y'all know what time it is so this
What I want y'all to do
I want y'all to grab y'all Dutch Masters
And y'all White Owls and y'all Phillies mmm!
Get you a fat sack
A pint of Hennessey and lay back
Gon' do this one for my man
Mister Cee, representin all day, everyday
And all you other tape
Niggas, and bootleggers, stay in the house
'Cause Brooklyn got this shit locked down
So any time you're ready Mister Cee
We gon' get hardcore on these homos
Like I said before, Junior MAFIA click
Hardcore uhh, representin'
Biggie Smalls in the house
Uhh, check it, huh
Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggas say I'm pussy? I dare you
To stick your dick in this
If I was pussy I'd be filled with syphillis
Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia
Gettin' rid of ya
Got it locked like the penitentiary
Niggas mention me for MC execution
Who you choosin'?
The wack MC? Or the black fat MC?
Jack Dempsey would start shakin'
All it's takin'
Is some marijuana and I'm makin'
MC's break fast like flapjacks and bacon
Backspins to windmill
Who's still the gin drinker
Ill thinker - explodin' when the
Paper hit's the ink, uhh
Take your gangsta chronicles
Turn to page 666
Holocaust, Big the merciless
Niggas press they luck-and they
Get a buttfuck-in
Straight up the ass, raw dog with the rash
And I don't fuck wit the condoms
The condoms is a problem from
The AIDS gettin' sprayed
Diseases, Big pleases, MC's across the seas
It's just the way I clutch my prey, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowin' niggas out the frame
Simple and plain
But gettin' back, to the black
Rhinocerous of rap big took a loss
How preposterous is that nigga?
Recognize notorious Biggie
Smalls, ninety-four, "Ready to Die"
Y'all niggas hold y'all heads
Mister Cee, set it off baby-pop
It's goin down baby, Funk Flex
We about to black out to fuckin Brooklyn
With my nigga Mister Cee
Cause you know how the fuck I get down!
Big dog, pitbull status nigga!
Yeah you're now enterin the mode of
The notorious Biggie Smalls
Junior MAFIA clique, representin
This one goin out to Brooklyn
Y'all know what time it is
It's goin out to all the gangsters
All the pimps and players, hoes and bitches
Y'all know what time it is so this
What I want y'all to do
I want y'all to grab y'all Dutch Masters
And y'all White Owls and y'all Phillies mmm!
Get you a fat sack
A pint of Hennessey and lay back
Gon' do this one for my man
Mister Cee, representin all day, everyday
And all you other tape
Niggas, and bootleggers, stay in the house
'Cause Brooklyn got this shit locked down
So any time you're ready Mister Cee
We gon' get hardcore on these homos
Like I said before, Junior MAFIA click
Hardcore uhh, representin'
Biggie Smalls in the house
Uhh, check it, huh
Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggas say I'm pussy? I dare you
To stick your dick in this
If I was pussy I'd be filled with syphillis
Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia
Gettin' rid of ya
Got it locked like the penitentiary
Niggas mention me for MC execution
Who you choosin'?
The wack MC? Or the black fat MC?
Jack Dempsey would start shakin'
All it's takin'
Is some marijuana and I'm makin'
MC's break fast like flapjacks and bacon
Backspins to windmill
Who's still the gin drinker
Ill thinker - explodin' when the
Paper hit's the ink, uhh
Take your gangsta chronicles
Turn to page 666
Holocaust, Big the merciless
Niggas press they luck-and they
Get a buttfuck-in
Straight up the ass, raw dog with the rash
And I don't fuck wit the condoms
The condoms is a problem from
The AIDS gettin' sprayed
Diseases, Big pleases, MC's across the seas
It's just the way I clutch my prey, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowin' niggas out the frame
Simple and plain
But gettin' back, to the black
Rhinocerous of rap big took a loss
How preposterous is that nigga?
Recognize notorious Biggie
Smalls, ninety-four, "Ready to Die"
Y'all niggas hold y'all heads
Mister Cee, set it off baby-pop