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of Tha Family's most popular songs...
Notorious B.I.G. - Mo Money Mo Problems
Verse One: Mase
Now, who's hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down
to the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp
Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up
We don't play around it's a bet lay it down
nigga didn't know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can't no PHD niggaz hold me down, Cooter
schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie
*singers come in over this last line*
I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Puff Daddy
Yeah yeah, ahaha, from the D-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y
know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin now's
when all the ballin stops, nigga never
home gotta call me on tha yacht
Ten years from now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop
Now whatcha gonna do when it's cool
bag a money much longer than yours
and a team much stronger than yours, violate me
this'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain't enough time here, ain't enough lime here
for you to shine here, deal with many women
but treat dimes fair, and I'm
bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah yeah
I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 2X)
Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.
Uhh, uhhh
B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events bent
Dancing hostess girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it's cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your roalies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep their hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G.
be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here's my phone number
your man, he got's to know, I got the dough
Got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
on trizack, leave your ass kizzack
I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 3X)
What's goin on?
What's goin on?
I don't know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 3X to fade)
I'll Be Missing You
Intro: Puff Daddy
I want y'all to check out
This is a Bad Boy tribute to my man the Notorious B.I.G.
which features myself, Faith and 112
Rest in peace B.I.G -- we miss ya
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show
I laced the track, you locked the flow
So far from hangin on the block for dough
Notorious they got to know that
life ain't always what it seems to be
Words can't express what you mean to me
Even though you're gone, we still a team
Through your family, I'll fulfill your dream
In the future, can't wait to see
If you'll open up the gates for me
Reminisce some time, back when they took my friend
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it's real, feelings hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the pain I feel
You didn't even hit half your breath
I know you're living you life -- after death
Chorus: Faith Evans
Every step I take, Every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray -- I'll be missing you
Thinking of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break -- I'll be missing you
Verse Two: Puff Daddy
It's kinda hard with you not around
Know you in heaven smiling down
Watching us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where I'll keep you friend
Memories give me the strength I need to proceed
The strength I need to believe
My thoughts B.I.G. I just can't define
Wish i can turn back the hands of time
Us in the 6th, shopping for new clothes and kick
You and me taking flicks, making hits
Stages they receive you warm
I still can't believe you're gone
You didn't even hit half your breath
I know your living you life -- after death
Chorus
[Faith Evans]
Somebody tell me why, one black morning
when this life is over
I know -- I'll see your face
Outro: 112
Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
(repeat 3X)
Every move I make
Repeat chorus
Can't Nobody Hold Me Down
(Puff) Huh..
(Mase) Yo turn me up in the headphones
(Puff) Like that?
(Mase) Yeah
(Puff) Bad Boy... We ain't goin stop
Verse One:
Now it's Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax
put it out in all the stores, bet you could shop that
Lead a nigga with the hi hat, fronting like
Bad Boy ain't got tracks (nigga stop that)
There's no guy slicker than this young fly mista
Nickel-nine nigga, cause you die quicker
This fed time outta town pot flipper
tongue Cristal and a Crooked I sipper
Everbody want to be fast, see the cash
fuck around weak staff, get a heat rash
Anything in Bad Boy's way we smash
hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class
I'm through being a player and a baller
just give me one bad chick so I can spoil her
Mase wanna be the one you respect, lace 'em in effects
rock Versace silks over spilled brunette
Got green you never seen so you suck my jewels
clutch my uz(i), anything I touch I bruise
Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck the rules (that's right)
Goodfellas, you know you can't touch the jewels
Chorus:
Don't push us, cause we're close to the, edge
We're tryin not to lose our head, uh, hah hah, hah
I get the feelin sometimes they make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under
Why you wanna take us under
(repeat 2X)
Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down.. Oh no
I got to keep on movin
Verse Two: Mase
Broken glass everywhere
if it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care
I'm that goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys
spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I
Mase would you please stop smoking lah lah?
Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high
I be out in Jersey, puffin hersheys
brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby
Brothers wanna: Rock the Rolls, rock the gold
rock the ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life
I'm like, "Damn, how these niggas got the gut?
Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?"
Do you think you shake me, cause you hate me?
Or you got a Ph.D; Player Hater's Degree?
Chorus
Verse Three:
Quit that, you a big cat? Where your chicks at?
Where your whips at? Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that
Everything that's big dreams, I did that
Don't knock me cause you're boring
My record sales soaring, straight touring
Simply a lot of men be wanting to hand me
cause their words just don't offend me
We spend cheese, in the West Indies
Come home to twenty cream Bentleys
You name it, I can claim it
Young, black, and famous, with money hanging out the anus
And when you need a hit who you gonna get?
Bet against us? Not a sure bet
We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set
I got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet
Chorus
(Repeats and fades til end)
Can't nobody take my pride
Here are some music samples from the previous songs...
Mo'money, Mo'problems:
Mase (verse 1)