The Notorious B.I.G. Who Shot Ya Lyrics
Intro: Puff Daddy
As we proceed
to give you what you need
9 to 5 m_________ers
get live m_________ers -- 2X
As we proceed
to give you what you need
East coast m_________ers
Bad Boy m_________ers
BIG - Now turn the mics up
Turn that mic up, yea that beat is knockin
to that microphone
Turn that s___ the f___ up
Uh, what?
Turn it up louder
Yea, uh
As we proceed, to give you
what you need
J.M. m_________ers
J.M. m_________ers
9 to 5 m_________ers
Verse One:
Who shot ya?
Seperate the weak from the ob-solete
Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on n____, f___ all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet
Thundering, shaking the concrete
Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots
Saw me in the drop, three in the corner
Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
Old school new school need to learn though
I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno
Burn slow like blunts with ya-yo
Peel more skins than Idaho potato
f___in with B.I.G. it ain't safe
I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses
b__ps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
n____z mad because I know that Cash Rules
Everything Around Me, two glock nines
Any m_________er whispering about mines
And I'm, Crooklyn's finest
You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this
Interlude:
As we proceed
to give you what you need
9 to 5 m_________ers
get live m_________ers
As we proceed
to give you what you need
East coast m_________ers
Bad Boy m_________ers
Get high m_________ers
Get high m_________ers
Smoke blunts m_________ers
Get high m_________ers
Ready to die m_________ers
9 to 5 m_________ers
Verse Two:
I seen the light excite all the freaks
Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps
n____z wanna creep, got ta watch my back
Think the Cognac and endo sack make me slack?
I switches all that, c___-sucker G's up
One false move, get swiss cheesed up
Clip to Tec, respect I demand it
Slip and break the, 11th Commandment
Thou shalt not f___ with raw C-Poppa
Feel a thosand deaths when I drop ya
I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I'm the don
p____ when I want Rolex on the arm
You'll die slow but calm
Recognize my face, so there won't be no mistake
So you know where to tell Jake, lame n____
Brave n____, turned front page n____
Puff Daddy flips daily
I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's
on the rocks, tote glocks at christenings
And my c___, in the fire position and...
(Get live m_________ers
Ready to Die m_________ers)
C'mere, c'mere [it ain't gotta be like that Big]
open your f___ing mouth, open your... didn't I tell you
don't f___ with me? [*m___led* c'mon man] Huh?
Didn't I tell you not to f___ with me?
(as we proceed) [c'mon man] Look at you now
(to give you what you need) Huh? [c'mon man]
(9 to 5 m_________ers) Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh?
(get live m_________ers) b____-a__ n____, what?
(get live m_________ers) [*m___led sounds, six gun shots*]
(as we proceed...) Who shot ya?
Outro: Puff Daddy
...to give you what you need
9 to 5 m_________ers
Get live m_________ers
(Who shot ya?)
Get high m_________ers
Ready to Die m_________ers
Hah!!
As we proceed...
(Who shot ya?)
...to give you what you need
9 to 5 m_________ers
East coast m_________ers
(Who shot ya?)
West coast m_________ers...
West coast m_________ers... hah!
As we proceed, to give you what you need
As we proceed
to give you what you need
Get live m_________ers
9 to 5 m_________ers
Get money m_________ers
As we proceed
to give you what you need
Get live m_________ers
9 to 5 m_________ers
J.M. m_________ers
J.M. m_________ers
As we proceeeeeeed
To give you what you need...
9 to 5...
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