Lirik Lagu Warning (Club Mix) - Notorious B.I.G.
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Who the fuck is this?pagin me at 5:46 in the mornin crack a dawninnow I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eyesee who's this pagin me and why..It's my nigga Pop from the barbershoptold me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plotsome niggaz wanna stick you like fly paper neighbourslow down love please chill drop the caperremember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?that you rolled dice witsmoked the blunts and got nice wityeah my nigga Fame up in Prospectnah dem my people nah love wouldn't disrespectI didn't day dem, they schooled me to some niggazthat you knew from back when,when you was clockin minor figuresNow they heard you blowin up like nitroknow they wanna stick the knifethrough your windpipe slow..so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin youI got the mac Biggietell me what you wanna do...
[CHORUS]Damn niggas wanna stick me for my papers
[VERSE 2]They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexuswit the Texas license plate outta statethey heard about the poundsyou got down in Georgetownnow they heard you got half of Virginia locked downthey even heard about the cribyou bought your moms out in Floridathe fifth corridor....Call the coronerthere's gonna be alot of slow singinand flower bringinif my burgular alarm starts ringinwhatcha think all the guns is for?all purpose war got the rottweilers by the doorand I feed em gun powder so they can devourThe criminals tryin to drop my decimalsDAMN.. niggaz wanna stick my for my C.R.E.A.M.and in a dream things ain't always how it seemsIt's the ones that smoke blunts witchasee your picture, now they wannagrab they guns and come and getchaBetcha Biggie won't slipI got the calico with the black talions loaded in the clipSo I can rip through the ligamentsPut they bodies in a bad predicimentwhere all the foul niggas wentTouch my cheddar, feel my BerettaBuck with what I had you withyou motherfuckers betta duckI leave stains on blood of what remainsHad to jack-it, he had a gun he should've packed itCocked it, extra clips in my pocketso I can reload and explode down ya rassholeI fuck around and get hardcore, C-4 to ya door no beef no moreFeel the rush, scandalousThe more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerousI dont give a fuck about you or your weak crewWhat you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for youStart runnin, nigga I bust my gun inHold on I hear somebody comin...
[CHORUS]Damn niggas wanna stick me for my papers
[VERSE 2]They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexuswit the Texas license plate outta statethey heard about the poundsyou got down in Georgetownnow they heard you got half of Virginia locked downthey even heard about the cribyou bought your moms out in Floridathe fifth corridor....Call the coronerthere's gonna be alot of slow singinand flower bringinif my burgular alarm starts ringinwhatcha think all the guns is for?all purpose war got the rottweilers by the doorand I feed em gun powder so they can devourThe criminals tryin to drop my decimalsDAMN.. niggaz wanna stick my for my C.R.E.A.M.and in a dream things ain't always how it seemsIt's the ones that smoke blunts witchasee your picture, now they wannagrab they guns and come and getchaBetcha Biggie won't slipI got the calico with the black talions loaded in the clipSo I can rip through the ligamentsPut they bodies in a bad predicimentwhere all the foul niggas wentTouch my cheddar, feel my BerettaBuck with what I had you withyou motherfuckers betta duckI leave stains on blood of what remainsHad to jack-it, he had a gun he should've packed itCocked it, extra clips in my pocketso I can reload and explode down ya rassholeI fuck around and get hardcore, C-4 to ya door no beef no moreFeel the rush, scandalousThe more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerousI dont give a fuck about you or your weak crewWhat you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for youStart runnin, nigga I bust my gun inHold on I hear somebody comin...
