Duets: The Final Chapter Lyrics - 2005

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BIGGIE
Ah hah hah hah ha check my pistols are
rappers styles used by me the B.I.G
I put my key you put your key in money we be seein we reach the fuckin ceiling
ma callo bing cock this rap Alfred Hitchcock drop-top notch playa hatin wont stop
this instant rappers to persistent quick to spit Biggie name on shit
make ma name taste like ass when you speak it
see me in the street your jewellery you can keep it that be our little secret
see me B that is I that is G wiz motherfuckers stealin ma Biz
don
that
ya
all your guns is borrowed I don

CHORUS (BIGGIE)
What
Beef is when your moms ain
Beef is when is see you guaranteed to be an ICU
One more time
Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less that 30 deep
Beef is when I see you guaranteed to be an ICU

MOBB DEEP
I clapped at the best of em big cars a defadum these dudes want no more shit is effectin em
tops popped off them niggas from the bridge just be whiling on you line that red dot on you
don
so with that ass up with clipses so the regas spit number 1 with the butaka panties with these
no telling what I do to ya you aint fuckin keep on movin ma

(DIFFERENT MALE (don
been shot up in they cars I wish I was there I woulda shot back more
they fire we return fire put it right back on em
sacrifice ma self for you no problem
in the flames I burn for my niggas that
he
they try to run up on us we already bustin the guns

CHORUS

BIGGIE
They be nothing but smooth sailing when I spit shots now yer crews bailing
all I got is heat and tough talk for you tie you up cut your balls off just for you
man listen Strais Storch look what that slick shit bought ya a first class ticket
Real name Christopher watch me set it off like vivaca
here lies your demise close ya eyes think less thoughts
now while your skin starts to glisten pale blue
hands get cold yer soles resisting its bad coz ive just begun
we

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