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ARTIST: NOTORIOUS BIG FEAT. PUFF DADDY, MASE SONG TITLE: MO MONEY MO PROBLEMS PRODUCER: STEVIE J (C) 1997 BAD BOY RECORDS Available on iTunes: itunes.apple.com *THETRUTH DOES NOT OWN COPYRIGHTS TO VIDEO, AUDIO, OR FILES. FOR PROMOTIONAL USE ONLY. **To read our blog or learn more about The Truth Music Group Inc., please visit www.thetruthinc.com
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Original version of Warning
Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one Representin BK to the fullest Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom fuckin It ain't nuttin, they know Big be handlin With the Mac in the act all paneling Bandaging MC's, oxygen they can't breathe Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches Get smoked like dutches from the master Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot Your life is played out like Kwame, and them fuckin polka dots Who rock the spot? Biggie! You know how the weed yo, unbelievable [Verse Two:] BIG, GIE, AKA, BIG Get it? Biggie Also known as the bon appetit Rappers can't sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin Dumb rappers need teachin Lesson A - don't fuck with BI, that's that, oh I, thought he was wack Oh come come now, why y'all so dumb now Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways To summer sautee, I'm the winner all day Lights get dimmer down Biggie's hallway My forte causes caucausians to say He sounds demented, car-weed scented If I said it, I meant it Bite my tongue for no-one Call me evil, or unbelievable [Verse Three:] Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe's Leave no witnesses, what you think this is Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear MC's fear me, they too near not to hear me Clearly, I'm the triple ...
Original version of Gimme The Loot by Biggie.
Hah, sicka than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope) So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it [Chorus: sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah) [Verse Two:] I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, DC prefer Versace (that's right) All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (haaaaah!) Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit Them niggaz ride ...
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin But I just can't quit Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players Jump in the Rover and come over tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree Chorus: [I love it when you call me big pop-pa] Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player [I love it when you call me big pop-pa] To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies [I love it when you call me big pop-pa] If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Bay-bee Verse Two: Straight up honey really I'm askin Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name what's your sign" Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind And ask what your interests are, who you be with Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gon' be here for a while ...
Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters, and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'? Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh [Verse One:] It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It's all good Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh [Chorus:] You know very well who you are Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a goal, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty [Verse Two:] I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap, I ...
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Original version of Unbelievable by Biggie. DL link: www.mediafire.com
From the album Ready To Die © 1995 Bad Boy Records "Big Poppa" is the Grammy nominated and Billboard Award winning second single off The Notorious BIG's Ready to Die released in 1994 and the single was released in 1995. The song was his first Top 10 hit, peaking at number 6 in the US. It features a sample of the song "Between the Sheets" written by Ronald Isley, O'Kelly Isley, RB Isley, EJ Isley, and C. Jasper, and originally performed by The Isley Brothers. The title is based on one of The Notorious BIG's many nicknames. The line "I love when you call me Big Poppa" is sampled from his verse from the Super Cat song "Dolly My Baby," released in 1993. The song makes a reference to original Bad Boy artist Craig Mack who helped him make his lyrical debut ("now check it, I got more Mack than Craig in the bed..."). The song was one of many songs of the era to continue to break down cultural boundaries in music, finding many fans among the suburban white youth market. It became a staple at parties and one of the most popular and identifiable songs of the era. It was nominated for Best Rap Solo Performance at the 1996 Grammy Awards. It also went on to win at the Billboard Awards. On the clean version, the second quarter of the chorus replaces the line "To the honeys gettin' money, playin' niggaz like dummies" with "To the honeys gettin' money playin' fellaz like dummies." It is one of Biggie's most popular singles based on its platinum certification by RIAA on May 23, 1995.[1 ...
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The Music Video For The Notorious Big - Dead Wrong Ft. Eminem [puff] bad boy baby [big] yeah.. yeah.. Junior mafia, yeah.. [puff] yeah.. big 2000 Big 2000 born again.. c'mon.. Chorus: notorious big The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong [notorious big] Relax and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun smoke Biggie smalls for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer - motherfucker say your prayers Hail mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the face; Take her gucci bag and the north face Off her back, jab her if she act Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, i just want the paper The visa, kapeesha? i'm out like, "the vapors" Who's the one you call mr. macho, the head honcho Swift fist like camacho, i got so Much style i should be down wit the stylistics Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to wake up Smell the indonesia; beat you to a seizure Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia She don't remember shit! just the two hits! Her hittin the floor, and me hittin the clits! Suckin on the tits! had the hooker beggin for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love; my dick got rock quick I guess i was a combination of house of pain and bobby brown I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around" Jacked her then i asked her who's the man; she said, "big" Then i bust in her eye (yo big, you're ...
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This is the original version of Suicidal Thoughts by Biggie off of the album Ready To Die. All I've seen on YouTube is remixes so I figured I'd upload the original. [EDIT]: BTW, if the video gets muted, I'm posting a link to it: www.mediafire.com
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The Notorious BIG - One More Chance (Remix) [Chorus - Faith Evans]: One more chance Biggie give me one more chance One more chance Biggie give me one more chance [Verse 1]: First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honey's Dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin' money Those the ones I like cause they don't get Nathan But penetration, unless it smells like sanitation Garbage, I turn like doorknobs Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever However, I stay Gucci down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi Girls pee pee when they see me Navajos creep me in they tee pee As I lay down lawss like Alan Coppe Stop it, if you think they gonna make a profit Don't see my one, don't see my guns, get it Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it In two, as I flow with the Junior MAFIA I don't know what the hell's stoppin' ya I'm clockin' ya, Versace shades watchin' ya Once ya grin, I'm in game begin First I talk about I dresses this In diamond neckalaces, stretch Lexuses The sex is just immaculate from the back I get Deeper and deeper, help ya reach the Climax that your man can't make Call him, tell him you'll be home real late Now sing the break Baby here I am All I need is more chance I can help you find yourself Cause you don't need nobody else One more chance.... [Verse 2]: She's sick of that song or how it's so long Thought he worked his until I handled my biz There I is, Major Payne like Damon Wayans Low Down Dirty even, lik his ...
biggie smalls Dead wrong
Biggie Smalls Album "Ready To Die" Released September 13, 1994
{*sound of a pager going off*} [Notorious BIG] Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46 in the mornin, crack of dawn an' {*dialing phone*} now I'm yawnin - wipe the cold out my eye {*ring*} See who's this pagin me - and why It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville? That you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect I didn't say them, they schooled me to some niggaz that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures Now they heard you blowin up like nitro And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow So - thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do [Chorus] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper [Notorious BIG] They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus with the Texas license plates outta state They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida The fifth corridor -- -- call the coroner! There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin if my burgular ...
See Music Videos www.bvmtv.com that you CAN'T See on You Tube! even some X RATED music videos! +Live Chat and Embed video codes. On the night of November 30, 1994, the day before the verdict in his sexual abuse trial was to be announced, Shakur was shot five times and robbed after entering the lobby of Quad Recording Studios in Manhattan by two armed men in army fatigues. He would later accuse Sean Combs, Andre Harrell, and Biggie Smalls — whom he saw after the shooting — of setting him up. Shakur also suspected his close friend and associate, Randy "Stretch" Walker, of being involved in the attempt. According to the doctors at Bellevue Hospital, where he was admitted immediately following the incident, Shakur had received five bullet wounds; twice in the head, twice in the groin and once through the arm and thigh. He checked out of the hospital, against doctor's orders, three hours after surgery. In the day that followed, Shakur entered the courthouse in a wheelchair and was found guilty of three counts of molestation, but innocent of six others, including sodomy. On November 30, 1995, exactly one year to the day of the shooting, Stretch was killed in an execution-style murder in Queens. On March 27, 2008, the LA Times issued an apology to Combs for blaming him for having a role in the '94 attack on Shakur. The article stated that Shakur was led to the studio by Biggie's associates to gun him down to make favor with Biggie. The newspaper relied on forged documents that ...
Peter Rosenberg presents: Noisemakers A new live series with your favorite artists, producers, etc... Watch here as Premiere talks about the making of Unbelieveable for the Notorious BIG, how he lived with Branford Marsalis in BK, guns and how Puffy doesnt know hip hop...kinda sorta
Live Freestyle 95 Lyrics Artist(Band):Notorious BIG [Notorious BIG] One two, one two, gonna do it like this WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT We gonna do it like this Anytime you're ready, check it I got seven Mack 11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot glocks That's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread Little Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs I give mc's the runs drippin when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away Everybody hit the DECK My slow flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the yeyo That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God, I'm droppin shit like a pigeon I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening [Tupac] Motherfuckin Biggie Smalls! [Kane] What you gonna do with it Tupac? [Tupac] Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle finger We gonna do this shit like this I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto ...
This is the trailer for Biggie & Tupac, a 2002 feature-length documentary film about Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur, made by Nick Broomfield. It is an investigation of the deaths of the two (which occurred within six months of each other), which some people claim were orchestrated by Suge Knight, head of Death Row Records. REGISTER TO TUPACNATION.NET NOW, THE BEST Tupac Shakur BOARD ON THE NET! www.tupacnation.net Discuss the life and times of Tupac, The Outlawz, todays hip hop, download 2Pac OG's, acapellas, beats plus the home of the best DJ's on the net including Phonkey Dee, Raf Remix, Dj Choo, Dj Rhyme Zee, C-Squared, DJ Pain and many more. WATCH THE FULL FILM FREE AT THESE LINKS On DAILYMOTION: Part 1: www.dailymotion.com Once ya get there the links for all the other parts are on the video page. or www.snagfilms.com
this song reminds me of the past thats why i uploaded this music video enjoy :) "(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker. Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin'...
Tupac and Biggie singing Running
extended version--UNFOOLISH
tinyurl.com Biggie Cheese singing boombastic straight out gangsta rat
A sik song by the Notorious BIG & Diddy I perform like Mike Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson action, pack guns, ridiculous And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch Sick lyrics
this clip-video is an unfortunate product of my free time. i do what i can between school and videogames... enjoy. As it has come to my understanding, the "other rapper" in this song is actually Biggie Smalls using a different voice of his in order to portray a second person.
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Vintage footage from back in the day!
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Clip from Tupac and Biggie.
For all the fans out there, 2 Pac & Biggie in a live Freestyle Battle a must for die hards
classic st. ides commercial(incomplete though). it was also a radio commercial with more verses, the stars mean i don't remember but the other stuff is accurate rubbing my back ...big poppa you all that that's what they whisper, hey mista do you have that beer with the 'i' on the twista? **********? me bein a playa, big poppa show stoppa throw your cans in the air *************? *************? so why try these other beers, just don't pass the test st dot ide to the s and i'm out rip
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