Whatchu Want Lyrics - Duet - Notorious B.i.g.

Throw your hands in the sky, nigga 

I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick 

Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit? 

Am I hard hard core, harder than a Plymouth 

It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff 

And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back 

So what you want, nigga? How you wanna act? 

I hope civilized cause I love to see niggaz die 

Brains all leakin' out on the street 

And the pastor preachin' "He was a good man" 

Played the bad man when the burner was in his hand 

Now he's singin' sad songs with Elvis 

Three to the head, bout six cross the pelvis 

Ya fuck with the high guy ya die 

Yeah the same motherfucker yellin' "Look up in the sky!" 

I'm on some old neck shit, Suplex shit, hardcore sex shit, and Tec shit 

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What you want, nigga? 

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

A repetitive loop 

All I need to destroy a soloist or group 

Huh, I put it to ya boy 

Hope you got the scoop 

I keep the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut 

Fuck the sluts with the big humongous butts 

Huh, I use a rubber, but 

My style is gushy like the hooker's pussy 

And it don't take a lot of back talk to push me 

Into flamin' 'em like that little nigga Damien 

Pop 19 to my motherfuckin' cranium 

Game tight, gun totin' motherfucker 

Niggaz in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker 

I tricked 'em- I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em 

Photos 

I stripped 'em, cause niggaz don't want the friction 

Told you before how I bring the dra-ma 

Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandma-ma 

What you want, nigga? 

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

Aye yo 

Time to bring 'em back 

Yeah 

It's the Commission, niggaz 

B-I-G lives on, Brooklyn 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, Let's go! 

It's fuckin' deadly 

Lucky Lefty of the Commission, bow down 

By now you fuckers know this is our crown 

Two Uptown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie 

Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold 

Behold the fly-est (it's the Commission) 

Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers 

Jet fuel abusers, sippin'? Patruise? 

+Once Upon A Time In America+'s muse 

You based on us, you fiction 

Ya eight's don't bust, you a constant contradiction 

Ladies please use contraception 

Conception's at a all time high with sexin' 

Use protection 

You fuckers shoulda never been born, shoulda never got signed 

How the fuck you got on? 

How the fuck you got Shawn? 

I'm too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the dance 

Rubberband man before T.I. was 

King of New York like B.I. was 

B.K. all day, it's in my blood 

You wanna see my mask and gloves? 

What the fuck you want? 

What you want, nigga? 

(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga? 

Two of the world's greatest 

Brooklyn's Finest 

The Commission lives on 

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Let's go