SoulChef, The Notorious B.I.G. - Write this Down x Dead Wrong lyrics

The Notorious B.I.G.

The Notorious B.I.G. [Christopher George Latore Wallace] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸

[SoulChef, The Notorious B.I.G. - Write this Down x Dead Wrong lyrics]

Relax and take notes
While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer

The hooker layer
Motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary full of grace
Smack the bitch in the face

Take her Gucci bag and the North Face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you
Got me mistaken honey

I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, capeesha? I'm out like
"The Vapors"
Who's the one you call Mr macho

The head honcho


Swift fist like Camacho, I got so
Much style I should be
Down wit the Stylistics

Make up to break up niggas need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
She don't remember shit! Just the two hit's!

Her hittin' the floor
And me hittin' the clit'
Suckin' on the tit's! Had the
Hooker beggin' for the dick

And your moms ain't ugly love
My dick got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of
House of Pain and Bobby Brown

I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around"
Jacked her then I asked her
Who's the man, she said, "B-IG"
Then I bust in her E-Y-E

(yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on

When I get dusted
I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh

Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz
I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC
G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly

I'm shootin' babies, no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if
The hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis

After she sucked the dick
I stabbed her brother with the icepick
Because he wanted me to fuck
Him from the back

But Smalls don't get down like that
Found your father hidin' in a room
Fucked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and

Threw salt in the wound
Who you think you're dealin' with?
Anybody step into my path
Is fuckin' feelin' it!

Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Stab ya 'til you're gushy
So please don't push me
I'm using rubbers so they

Won't trace the semen the black demon
Got the little hookers screamin'
Because you know I love it young
Fresh and green

With no hair in between, know what I mean?
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong

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