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notorious b i g - young g's perspective lyrics

intro: [the notorious b.i.g.]
some junior mafia sh-t right here
we just gonna set it off
we’s know the deal
this sh-t is real
on this end, uh
sh-t is real on this end
no friends, j-m
(sh-t it real on this end)
sh-t is real on this end
(sh-t is real on this end)
no friends, j-m

verse one: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #1]
got into my mind
sh-t is smoked up, my sight is blind
c-ck back the nine,
cuz i might not like what i find
murders i seen, killer fiend
through the endosheen
mean burst into flying milloteen
into see i sit, till i’m rit
i use the gun and slip exhale
hollow t-ts
rub my pointer angle
this must be the devil’s triangle
confused, so i mangle
demons i had to strangle
profession hit man,
and so they guns
multi clips
i grab my gats
got go back and let him pull it

verse two: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #2]
i said i’m rough a real b-tch
n-gg-, you better back up
with the four-four devid loaded
so motherf-ckers slack up
i sh-t the raps and cr-ps
give me my snaps
b-tches wanting the claps
cuz i’m leaving them with f-cking gats
i write rhymes, the gay mind
the maintain mind
the rag around my head is for the gang sign
so with the bottom lick the sha body shody
fear n-body at less catch f-cking bodies
on all you b-tches, gang-bangers, snitches
i get so f-cked up i don’t know
which, which, is which is
loss need a part of me
trifling and stifling
mc’s on they -ss
two snakes in the f-cking gr-ss, n-gg-

interlude: [the notorious b.i.g.]
do you know what time is is?
no friends, j-m

chorus: [the notorious b.i.g.]
(what you want?)
yo keys, g-s 3’s, the papes
busing in b-tches
making imperionts late
cleaning out cribs
c-ke crums off the plate
n-gg-s real protctive
young g’s perspective

(what you want?)
the keys, g-s 3’s, the papes
busing in b-tches
making impirionts late
cleaning out cribs
c-ke crums off the plate
n-gg-s real protctive
young g’s perspective

verse three: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #3]
(lost)
the dirty n-gg-, trigger
f-ck the looking good sh-t
i rather grab my gat
and c-ck bullsh-t
heat i keep
when i creep
using to sneak into leting kept treck
and count them greens
a n-gg- drops
i wish it was the cops
sh-t is hot
the motherf-cking block, lock

verse four: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #4]
wicked creator
life eliminator
continue to sinue
murders on a menu
which get in you
meet the boom on the stab
on blood harvester tomb
catch a body ever full moon
mc’s with temptaion
they’re part, afixiation
snake relation
like proper d-mn nation
since birth
on this scortched dirt
badness with the lyricals
pocket full of miricles
i’m sick, and sick of being tired
ain’t a soul i fear
too tired to care
and sunwise
to let my tepature rise
eagle eyes
don’t believe in me
believe your eyes
should i cry?
cuz i wet a n-gg- then he die
so c-ck my lie roll up and get high

chorus: [the notorious b.i.g.]
(what you want?)
the keys, g-s 3’s, the papes
busing in b-tches
making imperionts late
cleaning out cribs
c-ke crums off the plate
n-gg-s real protctive
young g’s perspective

the keys, g-s 3’s, the papes
busing in b-tches
making impirionts late
cleaning out cribs
c-ke crums off the plate
n-gg-s real protctive
young g’s perspective

verse five: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #5]
how cause dirty bodies and blood clots
very busses and buck shots
c-ck gluts and run the block
n-gg-s in they clean they clucks
n-gg-s can see me nuts
let it get hot
murder mo n-gg-s and gotta load of reps
she think mets and cot
because i only get drastic
so who hasta, black plastic
specs in the back with all the caskets
who can be mo killa?
blood spilla?
clips with hollow points
so when a n-gg- slips
he sh-ts like he’s got salmonela
danger approaches
checking for who gets closest
you’re closest to get my focus
smoke the rookies like roaches
who can cause more terror then this
like a full terrorist
breaking n-gg-s like matches
broken b-tches appoaches
and you know this
n-gg- lets it increase
with mo heat than a heater
‘specialy when i got my milometer
burning up these n-gg-s like vd
these n-gg-s try to see me
now i’m making benders like houdini

(what you want?)
the keys, g-s 3’s, the papes
busing in b-tches
making impirionts late
cleaning out cribs
c-ke crums off the plate
n-gg-s real protctive
young g’s perspective, uh

outro: [the notorious b.i.g.]
no doubt, no doubt
the bay area meets bedstop
black jack
junior m.a.f.i.a.
frank white is the f-cker
keeping it real for the 9-6 until, uh
yeah, no friends, j-m
uh, no friends, j-m
i lead a black jack
uh, no friends, j-m
uh, the snakes
no friends, j-m, uh
no friends, j-m, uh
uh, no friends j-m

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