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The Biggie Sound

Who Are U? Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

[chorus] 

You only think about beating me 

You only think about beating me 

I'm flyin', I'm flyin' 

And you are dyin' 

You only think about beating me 

 

[verse1] 

I'm number one, load my gun 

You don't realize, but I'm endin' with you, huh 

I'll step on you as if they were cheap 

Been in this shit together bitch 

Lil' Wayne is a fag breathin' cocaine 

Death to my enemies, you're a crazy man 

Tired of the current sound, fuck these Hip-Hop fags 

No one's gonna stop me, I'll play as my shots 

Click-clack - fuck the guys Def and Jay-Z 

I'm going crazy, so shake it baby 

You'll not escape me, why not face me 

I'm now in a Bentley (So, so, so boss) 

Put the gun on me, don't you shoot? (I'm so boss) 

The Game stop with these bad rhymes 

Look at the light! Don't step out of line 

Mo'fucker, is you Rick Ross 

If I were 50 had already killed you, I'm the boss 

You never walked in tha hood, will never be one of the Bad Boyz 

Look deep into my eyez 

Many, many, I said many men are dyin' 

 

[chorus] 

You only think about beating me 

You only think about beating me 

I'm flyin', I'm flyin' 

And you are dyin' 

You only think about beating me 

 

[verse2] 

The street have shadows 

They're in their mind, they'll follow 

No mo', no mo' give soft with his gang 

Now, I know what to do 

You only think of my paper 

You only think of me down 

I heard - "Let's shoot the Big Sound!" 

White sneakers, yellow shirts and blue jeans 

Previously you used to have dreams 

Today you can't even sleep 

His terror is to appear at his club the "Big-Big Thug" 

I'm burstin' in your zone and even in your club 

Put the sound of the G-Unit 

I'll show you my crew, my fluid 

Here only angry gorilla, then sings Southside 

Let's touch the sky, let's smoke this plant 

This's the commando, I'll end my ammo 

All for my enemies, Now I can go 

Hands up - This's the product of hood 

Consumed by slum niggaz and stars in Hollywood 

Are you remember?


Mom

Artist: Ar Rahman