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funkmaster flex - the wickedest - dj mister cee lyrics

[funkmaster flex]
hold up, shut this sh-t down
it’s goin down baby, funk flex
we about to black out to f-ckin brooklyn, with my n-gg- mister cee
cause you know how the f-ck i get down!
big dog, pitbull status n-gg-!

[notorious b.i.g.]
yeah..
you’re now enterin the mode of the notorious biggie smalls
junior m.a.f.i.a. click, representin
this one goin out to brooklyn, y’all know what time it is
it’s goin out to all the gangsters
all the pimps and players, hoes and b-tches
y’all know what time it is.. so this what i want y’all to do
i want y’all to grab y’all dutch masters
and y’all white owls and y’all phillies.. mmm!
get you a fat sack, a pint of hennessey and lay back
gon’ do this one for my man mister cee, representin all day, everyday
and all you other tape n-gg-z, and bootleggers, stay in the house
cause brooklyn got this sh-t locked down
so any time you’re ready mister cee
we gon’ get hardcore on these h-m-s

like i said before, junior m.a.f.i.a. click, hardcore
uhh, representin
biggie smalls in the house
uhh, check it, huh

[the notorious b.i.g.]
biggie smalls is the wickedest
n-gg-z say i’m p-ssy? i dare you to stick your d-ck in this
if i was p-ssy i’d be filled with syphillis
herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia, gettin rid of ya
got it locked like the penitentiary
n-gg-z mention me for m.c. execution, who you choosin?
the wack mc? or the black fat mc?
jack dempsey would start shakin
all it’s takin, is some marijuana and i’m makin
mc’s break fast like flapjacks and bacon
backspins to windmill, who’s still the gin drinker
ill thinker – explodin when the paper hits the ink, uhh
take your gangsta chronicles, turn to page 666
holocaust, big the merciless
n-gg-z press they luck-and they get a b-ttf-ck-in
straight up the -ss, raw dog with the rash
and i don’t f-ck wit the condoms
the condoms is a problem from the aids gettin sprayed
diseases, big pleases, mc’s across the seas
is just the way i clutch my prey, hey
i’m crazy and deranged
blowin n-gg-z out the frame, simple and plain
but gettin back, to the black, rhinocerous of rap
big took a loss, how preposterous is that n-gg-?
recognize.. notorious biggie smalls, ninety-four, “ready to die”
y’all n-gg-z hold y’all heads
mister cee, set it off baby-pop..

{-funk flex scratches the end-}

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