8Ball & MJG Mr. Big Lyrics

8Ball: Now, I was broke as a m____fucka, my life at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me.
My job at Mickie Ds was f___in me with no grease
I worked so d___ hard, but the money, it never increased.
I quit my f___in job, I had no job n____
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's time to rob n____.
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
d___ I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin.
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was struck
I felt the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked.
Reachin for my tech, the bullets hit me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I seen death.
I woke up at the med still woozy from my jackin
T-Money walked in and he told me what had happened.
I knew him from the hood, but I did not know him well
He drove a red jag, and I knew that he was bale.
He said he was rollin when he seen me in distress
He said he killed the m____fuckin n____s with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!

Chorus: Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size.

8Ball: I hit the street slaning ya-yo, then I sold up my block
Sellin 8, sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin dimes, sellin nickels to the junkies on my tracks
Gettin my d___ sucked with the crumbs from the crack.
Some fool tried to jack me, but he only had a knife
A clip full of hollow tips took the b____es' life.
Standin on the track, my mobile rung and it was T
"Hello?" -- "Yo Eight, be the f___ aroung 3" --"Aight!"
I met him at the park, he had a job for me again
Rob some Columbians, and get my a__ in.
Hit for 30 birds, if I live, I'd get five
I smoked them d___ Columbians, and then got what was mine.
All the time, my clientel rappidly increased
My bank got bigger, that's when b____es started jockin me.
Cars and clothes had me f___in different hoes
A fat bank roll was keepin me cool with the 5-O.
I had n____s workin under me to take the heat
I never touched the dope, makin a 100 Gs a week.
I gained respect, I'm the biggest playa of all time
Don't ever f___ with me, cause I'm ...
Mr. Big!

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8Ball: Chillin at the club with T-Money and J-B
Lil Adrian and Boo, and my n____, MJG.
I had the b____es staring at the twinkle of my diamonds.
Drinkin on this Yak, makin my way to the back.
When I saw this little b____ lookin finer than the rest.
With a long black weave and a tight red dress.
I started conversatin, but she didn't want to talk to me
Straight up to the hotel room, now the b____ is suckin the
d___ of this n____ that is smarter than the b____ thank
Then she got up, now somethin in the air stank.
She went in the bathroom and locked the door behind her
I got off the bed and grabbed the tech from the dresser.
Stood by the door when it opened, n____s came out
Grab my m____fuckin gun, "Hey n____!" *pow pow*
Then, I grabbed the girl cause some more n____s had busted in
Shot that b____ in the dome with my m____fuckin chrome
Shot up all the n____s, but I took one in the leg
When the cops busted in, I was laying on the bed.
Walked up out the room, did I go to jail?
Hell no! They can't stop me..
Long live Mr. Big Ho!!!!

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