The Notorious B.I.G., Mobb Deep, Diddy, Harve ‘Joe Hooker’ Pierre - Tonight lyrics

(Yo, check this out, yeah motherfuckers)
(Come on motherfuckers, BIG motherfuckers)
Too much smoke in here man
Open a fucking window what the fuck man
Yo yo yo yo yo

I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release
You lose teeth like Lil' Cease
Nigga please, blood floods your Dungarees
And that's just the half of my warpath
Laugh now, cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average player hater and spectators
Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo he nice
But that's on the low though"
Be the cats with no dough
Tried to play me at my show
I pull out fo'-fo's and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggas, snort-'caine niggas
Extortion came quicker, bought the Range
Nigga ya still tickle me
I used to be as strong as Ripple be
'Til Lil' Cease crippled me
Now I play hard, like my girl's nipples be
The game sour like a pickle be
Y'all know the rules
Move from BK to New Jeruz thinking 'bout
All the planes we flew
Bitches we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
I want my spot back take two
Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew
Niggas envious
Too many niggas on my dick, shit strenuous
When my men bust
You just move with such stamina
Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at 'cha
Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out fronting
Smoking something sippin' White Russians
Bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it with the basic, six TV's a system
Knocking Mase shit face it, we hard to hit
Guard your shit
'fore I stick you for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, lick shots
Woke your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
Long kiss

Y'all can't see this
That this might be the night
This might be the night, that's right
That's right this might be the night
(Kiss your ass goodbye)

Niggas playing they hands wrong
That's why they won't last long
Finessed what I was dealt with from
The day I was born
While you bent up on that corner
Niggas plotting and scheming
Up in them little holes
Be creeping with Mac demons
Niggas know not to fuck with my dough
Niggas know not to fuck with this little bro
I'm 10 seconds hit'n'go
Black mask, black truck, chrome rims
Chuk' Timbs enough to confuse any witness
Strongest of calibers
Is what we only travel with
You gotta get hit, your man dead
So you got a hand in it
Extort y'all, once friends
Now we gotta cross y'all
You know the niggas with the biggest
Balls set the new laws and flip fours
Have 'em washing drawers while you up North
Gat to your jugular
Getting your salad tossed
Overhearing niggas situations
Singing like Lou Rawls
Sitting on the stand with no remorse

Y'all can't see this
That this might be the night
This might be the night, that's right
That's right this might be the night
(Kiss your ass goodbye)

Yo, yo, how we do niggas, I don't beef
I shoot niggas
If I can't get the main character
A few niggas then
I don't need no gin to boost me
I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go
I got fire in my heart, guns in my car
Cash in my Carhartts
It ain't hard to get 'em
Like blaow when I hit 'em
The nigga shit his drawers
When the 40-pound hit him
The fuck these niggas thought?
Could it be the fame
Maybe it's the 2 Benz or
Would it be the same if
I couldn't claim those?
Fuckin' put holes through your Range Rove'
Cocksucker, beat it
While you bleedin' on the dashboard
Niggas get, what they hand call for
I'm gettin' rich
You get deaded, I get erections over revenge
Kid
You get a quiet spot in the shade for a grave
I'll lay a nigga down and steam roll away

Y'all can't see this
That this might be the night
This might be the night, that's right
That's right this might be the night
(Kiss your ass goodbye)