New Biggie City Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

[* ringin' phone *] 

[* ring *][* ring *][* ring *][* ring *][* ring *] 

Biggie Sound: Hallo 

J. Glock: Hey! Biggie get out on the street! 

J. Glock: C'mon! 

Biggie Sound: Let's go niggaz! 

[verse1 - Biggie Sound] 

When the sun comes up my drinks depleted 

Simply being better, I'll complete 

I'll shoot, I'll blow, I'll warm up 

No B.I.G. nigga! No MUSIC!!!! 

I realize that you want to enrich 

Use your gun or use your bitch 

Not sure how to do this in my town 

Here the weapons simply shoot 

Chat with me now 

When you blink 

My caps go flyin' and his niggas will down 

Tears to the ground 

You see the glow of my Eagle nigger 

You can feel who's now the bigger 

Yo! 

[chorus - J. Glock] 

Keep doing shit! 

Now sing with me 

Any motherfucker can prove a Cognac 

Pinkin' his nigga and buried in concrete 

So I'm waitin' for you here on the street 

[verse2 - Jim Rampage & (J. Glock)] 

A black Benz, [...] Not out of my head! 

Feel it! Feel it! Now bounce! 

You know what I'm talkin' about? 

(Ya'll niggas know what I'm about) 

That motorcade of luxury cars 

Turnin' down his street 

You get jealous when you're not with me 

The blue blood pulsin' through my veins 

Explodin' chains, don't stand in my range 

Another day, another dollar and other dead 

That diamond bangle doesn't come out of my head 

We're followin' him, we're billin' 

My bullet-proof cap is sealin' 

Get it! Get it! 

[chorus - J. Glock] 

Keep doing shit! 

Now sing with me 

Any motherfucker can prove a Cognac 

Pinkin' his nigga and buried in concrete 

So I'm waitin' for you here on the street 

[bridge - Biggie Sound] 

Yo! Yo! Yo! 

To all in the Bronx! 

To all in the Brooklyn! 

To all in Queens bridge! 

He'll break out! J. Glock! 

[verse3 - J. Glock] 

I devoted a few words for my niggaz 

The money flows so that you open the pot 

The pain of breakin' a chop 

It's smaller than see a nigga beaten by cops 

Stop! We're not doomed to flop 

Our glory will come! Ready for the bump 

I'm throwin' in some chump 

Don't even frump 

'Cause my guys know how to do stunts 

Hey Josh! We smoked that blunt 

While Rick was shootin' at his nigga hump 

Here in N.B.C. who's boss is the T.B.S. Thug 

His girl was seen fuckin' wit the boss 

I'll lay my success! 

'Cause you know that here we're the best 

Come with me! 

[chorus - J. Glock] 

Keep doing shit! 

Now sing with me 

Any motherfucker can prove a Cognac 

Pinkin' his nigga and buried in concrete 

So I'm waitin' for you here on the street (ha-ha)