The Notorious B.I.G.: Oh My Lord [Lyrics]

R.I.P. to Christopher George Latore Wallace aka The Notorious B.I.G.

First Verse – [Notorious B.I.G.]
“Throw gats to *Guiliani*
Flows tighter than bitches punani, try me, die G
Dangerous, since my daddy bust me out
the tip of his dick, Biggie Smalls with the wickedest shit
Spit clips, niggaz split like bananas
Flavour like Tropicana; orange, mango, peach
I strangle each — negro for they dough
Niggaz get to bendin, got two cases, one pendin
560 V-12 engine, women spinnin
in 9-2-9 Mazda’s, Tammy and Natasha
The menage-a-trois around my waist
like Ill and Al Skratch smokin 50 sacks in the back of Ac’s
Windows cracked, so sit back relax
Yo Vec, crush the hash, the Beretta’s in the stash”

2nd Verse – [Notorious B.I.G.]
“– the world is mine!
Niggaz frontin, feelin twelve gauge pellets
BIG is repellant, to all that “He say, she say”
We play, Russian roulette, fuck the threat
Your whole crew’s vagina, you and your co-signer
Nigga, we rollin in eight and a halfs, TV’s in the dash
Three G’s in the stash, see we love the cash
No coke, then get some more”

3rd Verse – [Notorious B.I.G.]

“If Biggie bring big bowls of beef
backin bitch niggaz down, burners bring bundles of belief
Common thief, slash drug chief, syndicated
Went from 10 K, to 24 K and motherfuckers hate it
J.M. sedated, quarantined (uhh)
BIG for President, buckin shots past the spleen
9 millimeter dream, Mac 11 nightmares
Electric chairs, which MC’s do you fear?
Big Poppa, Junior M.A.F.I.A., nuff said
Niggaz disrespect just are dead…”R.