Spit Your Game
Notorious B.I.G. featuring Krayzie Bone, Twista
Produced by: Swizz Beatz
-Notorious B.I.G.-(Krayzie Bone)-{Swizz Beatz}-Intro-
(No-torious...) Spit your game, talk your shit/ Grab your gat...call your click/ {Swizzie}(Yall ready?)/ {Where Brooklyn at? Hey, King of New York and that G Twista, Bone...} Squeeze your clip, hit the right one/ Pass that shit, I gotsta light one

-Notorious B.I.G.-(Swizz Beatz)-Chorus-
Spit your game, talk your shit/ Grab your gat, call your click/ Squeeze your clip, hit the right one/ Pass that weed I gotsta light one (Go....C'mon)

-Notorious B.I.G.-
Armed and dangerous: ain't too many can bang with us/ Straight up weed, no angel dust/ Label us notorious thug-ass niggas that love to bust/It's strange to us, y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin' up in restaurants with mandolins and violins/ We just sittin' here tryin' to win, try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin/ So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them Benjamins/ Nigga, you'd shoot, too, if you knew what this game would do to you/ Been in this shit since ninety-two/ Look at all the bullshit I've been through: so-called beef with you-know-who, fucked a few female stars or two/ Then a blue light, niggas move like Mike, shit, not to be fucked with/ Muthafucka, better duck quick, 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit/ Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim, no aspirations to quit the game/ Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one/ Pass that weed, I gotsta light one/ All them niggas, I gotsta fight one/ All them hoes, I gotsta like one/ Our situation is a tight one/What you wanna do: fight or run?

-Chorus-

-Twista-(Swizz Beatz)-
(Ladies and Gentlemen, Twista) Makin money, livin marvelous/ In God we trust/ Don't too many niggas wanna start with us/ Got big guns in the cars with us/ Bust at any mothafucka actin hard with us/ They really wanna show you wit a G.I.B./ I'd rather be sippin Remy in V.I.P./ We can hear the music and that'll be by me/ Twista with the legendary nigga B.I.G./ Brooklyn to K-Town, when you checkin out the flow you know it's gon' reign with persistance/ Two legends on the same track, two different planes of existence/ Let's get it crackin, I love to bust flows/ Hit it from the back cause I love to fuck hoe/ Do it for the city, I love Chicago/ Calico's bumpin, I love to bust dough/ You think you could spit on the mic like you Biggie and flow just as steady as I/ Shit, it's real, you know you love em, you ain't got Ready To Die/ Life After Death, give it to you however you want it nigga/ Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga/ Cause the shit it get deep/ So I carry big heat/ Screamin "Come and get me"/ Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)/ Free mils, I love to make one/ All these cars, I love to ride one/ All these hoes, I love to cut one/ A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

-Chorus-

-Krayzie Bone-{Swizz Beatz}-
{Them Bone boys is back! Them Bone boys is back! Lets go} In the middle of the hour, bring niggas more drama then they baby mamma's/ Nigga wanna battle, well I'll bomb ya/ One man, but attack like a pack of piranas/ Like terra-cotta/ Niggas always ready for the war/ But they really don't wanna see a nigga though/ We can do em in a minute, then we finish wit em, hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ass flow/ Doin it wit Swizz, oh no/ You niggas is in some tro-o-uble/ Somebody better call po-po/ It's gonna be murder when I get to servin em verbally (Yea...)/ Nigga yall heard of me, wig splitta, killa nigga word to me/ And I'm classic, like Bird and Magic wit a tactic to snatch it, strap back and stack some platinum/ Double on the mag random/ With the bullets I brand em/ Finna hold the game ransom/ Runnin up in your mansion, catch the man and flashin cannons {Let's go}/ Niggas ain't ready for this one cause I'm on a mission to get even better believe it I'm heavily heated/ It's easy to see me, if you want to see me, let that be the reason {C'mon...B.I.G.}

-Chorus-

-Swizz Beatz-(Krayzie Bone)-Outro-
{No-torious...} You just heard the sounds of the King of New York. B.I.G. (B.I.G.). There's only one crown....
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