Lirik Lagu Long Kiss Goodnight - Notorious B.I.G. F/ Puff Daddy
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[Puff Daddy]Mmmmmmmmm-HMMSee.. {*echoes*}I told you.. {*echoes*}
[Puff] See, I told y'all muh'fuckers[Big] Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man[Puff] I told y'all to stop![Big] He fucked up, yo..[Puff] I pray for you to stop[Big] Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. yo.. yo..Yo, yo yo yo, yo..[Puff] But no, you didn't stop[Big] Yo.. yo..[Puff] And now, we won't stop
Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
Time, time for you to dieAs I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight
[Notorious B.I.G.]I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della ReeseWhen I release, you loose teeth like Lil' CeaseNigga please, blood floods yo' DungareesAnd that's just the half on my warpathLaugh now cry later, I rhyme greaterthan the average playa hater, and spectatorsbuy my CD twice; they see me in the streetsThey be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low doe"Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my showI pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothesShort-change niggaz, snort-caine niggazExtortion came quicker, bought the Range niggaYa still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple betil Lil' Cease crippled meNow I play hard, like my girls nipples beThe game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da rulesMove from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin boutall the planes we flew, bitches, we ran throughNow the year's new, I lay my game flatI want my spot back, take twoMotherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz enviousToo many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuousWhen my men bust, you just move wit such staminaSlugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothinCatch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethinSippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpinI laced it wit the basic, six TV's a systemKnockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hitGuard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-upWipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed upGo in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS
Chorus 2X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}Now.. we don't give a fuck..We just absolutely.. don't give a fuck..Because.. there ain't no motherfuckin love here..There ain't no love here..You know, we.. we just gon' keep doin what we doWe gon' keep FUCKIN YOU UP..And I'ma keep stompin your MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD INyou FUCKIN BITCH, c'mon!!{last line overlaps Biggie's next verse}
[Notorious B.I.G.]Uhh.. I'm flamin gats, aimin at, these fuckinmaniacs, put my name in raps, what part thegame is that?Like they hustle backwardsI smoke Blackwoods and Dutchies, ya can't touch meTry to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchyYou're bleedin lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above meor beneath me, your whole life you live sneakyNow you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep meRest where the worms and the weak beMy nine flies, baptize, rap guysWith the Holy Ghost, I put holes in mostYou hold your toast shaky, slippin tryin to break meLook what you made me do, brains blewMy team in the marine-blue, six CoupeSkied it out, weeded out, cleanin out -- the blockfor distances, givin long kisses BITCH
Chorus 2X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}All we have to do now.. is say a prayer for you.. y'know?That's all we have to do, just to pray for your mind.. cause..Eheh, see your mind got control of your heart..when it's supposed to be the other way aroundYour heart's supposed to got control of your mind..So now, I have no feelings for youYou have made me cold..{last line overlaps Biggie's next verse}
[Notorious B.I.G.]Frank White the menacin, Chron Chron's the medicineI got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skinGot the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comerthen, drugs and mac-10'sHugs from fake friends, make ends they hate youBe broke -- girls won't date youThat's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out til your face blueMake you, open the safe tooNo matter how you call it (how you call it)this brolic, alcoholic .. {*Biggie's chorus fades in*}like his weed green'd out, like his brick solidDistribute to, kids who, take heart like ValentineDrink Ballentine, all the timeSlugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatlineHeard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' timesDamn that three to nine, fucked you up for real doeSling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no
Chorus 3X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}See the fucked up thing is that I love you..yaknahmsayin?It's just in my nature to love you..I can't hate you.. cause it's not in my nature to hate you..You know, I don't know..Maybe.. I'm a different type of individual..But.. you have me on the line..and there's a thin line between love and hateAnd God forbid I cross that line..Cause y'all not gonna give a fuckI'm tellin you right, MOTHERFUCKIN, NOW!!THE SHIT, Y'ALL DONE STARTED, IS NEVER GONNA STOP!!!WE ARE NEVER GONNA STOP!!!And we not talkin bout.. no other rappers..We talkin bout YOU motherfuckerYOU KNOW, who I'm talkin to..We comin for you..We comin for you.. ehehehehhehThe shit's gon' feel so good..I'm gon' make you love me baby {*echoes*}
[Puff] See, I told y'all muh'fuckers[Big] Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man[Puff] I told y'all to stop![Big] He fucked up, yo..[Puff] I pray for you to stop[Big] Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. yo.. yo..Yo, yo yo yo, yo..[Puff] But no, you didn't stop[Big] Yo.. yo..[Puff] And now, we won't stop
Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
Time, time for you to dieAs I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight
[Notorious B.I.G.]I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della ReeseWhen I release, you loose teeth like Lil' CeaseNigga please, blood floods yo' DungareesAnd that's just the half on my warpathLaugh now cry later, I rhyme greaterthan the average playa hater, and spectatorsbuy my CD twice; they see me in the streetsThey be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low doe"Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my showI pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothesShort-change niggaz, snort-caine niggazExtortion came quicker, bought the Range niggaYa still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple betil Lil' Cease crippled meNow I play hard, like my girls nipples beThe game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da rulesMove from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin boutall the planes we flew, bitches, we ran throughNow the year's new, I lay my game flatI want my spot back, take twoMotherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz enviousToo many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuousWhen my men bust, you just move wit such staminaSlugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothinCatch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethinSippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpinI laced it wit the basic, six TV's a systemKnockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hitGuard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-upWipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed upGo in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS
Chorus 2X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}Now.. we don't give a fuck..We just absolutely.. don't give a fuck..Because.. there ain't no motherfuckin love here..There ain't no love here..You know, we.. we just gon' keep doin what we doWe gon' keep FUCKIN YOU UP..And I'ma keep stompin your MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD INyou FUCKIN BITCH, c'mon!!{last line overlaps Biggie's next verse}
[Notorious B.I.G.]Uhh.. I'm flamin gats, aimin at, these fuckinmaniacs, put my name in raps, what part thegame is that?Like they hustle backwardsI smoke Blackwoods and Dutchies, ya can't touch meTry to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchyYou're bleedin lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above meor beneath me, your whole life you live sneakyNow you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep meRest where the worms and the weak beMy nine flies, baptize, rap guysWith the Holy Ghost, I put holes in mostYou hold your toast shaky, slippin tryin to break meLook what you made me do, brains blewMy team in the marine-blue, six CoupeSkied it out, weeded out, cleanin out -- the blockfor distances, givin long kisses BITCH
Chorus 2X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}All we have to do now.. is say a prayer for you.. y'know?That's all we have to do, just to pray for your mind.. cause..Eheh, see your mind got control of your heart..when it's supposed to be the other way aroundYour heart's supposed to got control of your mind..So now, I have no feelings for youYou have made me cold..{last line overlaps Biggie's next verse}
[Notorious B.I.G.]Frank White the menacin, Chron Chron's the medicineI got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skinGot the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comerthen, drugs and mac-10'sHugs from fake friends, make ends they hate youBe broke -- girls won't date youThat's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out til your face blueMake you, open the safe tooNo matter how you call it (how you call it)this brolic, alcoholic .. {*Biggie's chorus fades in*}like his weed green'd out, like his brick solidDistribute to, kids who, take heart like ValentineDrink Ballentine, all the timeSlugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatlineHeard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' timesDamn that three to nine, fucked you up for real doeSling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no
Chorus 3X
{Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus}See the fucked up thing is that I love you..yaknahmsayin?It's just in my nature to love you..I can't hate you.. cause it's not in my nature to hate you..You know, I don't know..Maybe.. I'm a different type of individual..But.. you have me on the line..and there's a thin line between love and hateAnd God forbid I cross that line..Cause y'all not gonna give a fuckI'm tellin you right, MOTHERFUCKIN, NOW!!THE SHIT, Y'ALL DONE STARTED, IS NEVER GONNA STOP!!!WE ARE NEVER GONNA STOP!!!And we not talkin bout.. no other rappers..We talkin bout YOU motherfuckerYOU KNOW, who I'm talkin to..We comin for you..We comin for you.. ehehehehhehThe shit's gon' feel so good..I'm gon' make you love me baby {*echoes*}
