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the notorious b.i.g. - ready to die (bridgeport sample removed) lyrics

[intro: puff daddy & the notorious b.i.g.]
yeah, yeah
you ready, motherf-cker? (you ready, motherf-cker? uh, uh)
we gon’ k!ll your -ss (k!ll your -ss)
i’m ready

[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g. & puff daddy]
as i grab the glock, put it to your headpiece
one in the chamber, the safety is off release
straight at your dome, holmes, i wanna see cabbage
biggie smalls the savage, doing your brain cells much damage (uh)
teflon is the material for the imperial
mic ripper, girl stripper, the henny sipper
i drop lyrics off and on like a light switch
quick to grab the right b-tch and make her drive the q (uh-huh)
45, glocks and tecs are expected when i wreck sh-t
respect is collected, so check it
i got techniques dripping out my b-tt cheeks
sleep on my stomach so i don’t f-ck up my sheets, huh (ha)
my sh-t is deep, deeper than my grave, g
i’m ready to die and n-body can save me
f-ck the world, f-ck my moms and my girl
my life is played out like a jheri curl, i’m ready to die

[chorus]
yes, i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
so die motherf-ckers, die motherf-ckers, die

[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g. & puff daddy]
as i sit back and look when i used to be a crook (yeah)
doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks (uh-huh)
a big bad motherf-cker on the wrong road
i got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sewed
i want it all from the rolexes to the lexus
getting paid is all i expected
my mother didn’t give me what i want, what the f-ck?
now i’ve got a glock making motherf-ckers duck
sh-t is real and hungry’s how i feel
i rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal (okay)
kicking n-gg-s down the steps just for rep
any repercussion lead to n-gg-s getting wet
the infrared’s at your head real steady
you better grab your guns ’cause i’m ready

[chorus: the notorious b.i.g. & puff daddy]
yes, i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
i’m ready to die
yes, i’m ready
nah, we ain’t gonna k!ll your -ss yet
so die motherf-ckers, die motherf-ckers, die
we gon’ make you suffer

[verse 3: the notorious b.i.g. & puff daddy]
in a sec i throw the tec to your f-cking neck
everybody hit the deck, biggie ’bout to get some wreck (yeah)
quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin’
you better act like cece and keep on walkin’
when i hit ya, i split ya to the white meat
you swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
your face, my feet, they meet with stompin’ (uh-huh, uh-huh)
i’m rippin’ mcs from tallah-ssee to compton
biggie smalls on a higher plane, n-gg-s say i’m strange
deranged because i put the 12 gauge to your brain (that’s right)
make your sh-t splatter
mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
after the hit, leave you on the street with your neck slit
down your backbone to where your motherf-cking sh-t drip (woo)
the sh-t i kick, rippin’ through the vest
biggie smalls p-ssing any test, i’m ready to die

[chorus: the notorious b.i.g. & puff daddy]
yes, i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
time to go, we gon put you out your misery motherf-cker
n-gg-s definitely know what time it is
yes, i’m ready
the notorious one in full effect for ’93 (yeah)
yes, i’m ready
uhh, uhh
yes, i’m ready
so die motherf-ckers, die motherf-ckers, die
suicidal, i’m ready
yes, i’m ready
uh
so die motherf-ckers, die motherf-ckers, die
uh, uh, uh

[outro: puff daddy & the notorious b.i.g.]
now i lay me down to sleep (yeah)
pray the lord my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to take
’cause i’m ready to die
i’m ready
i’m ready
all y’all motherf-ckers come with me if you want to, haha
i’m ready
i’m ready
i’m ready
biggie smalls the biggest man
i’m ready
rocking on and on in ’93
easy mo bee
third eye and the rest of the bad boy fam
i don’t wanna see no crying at my funeral

- the notorious b i g lyrics

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