Who Shot Ya? (2007 Remaster)
The Notorious B.I.G"Who Shot Ya? (2007 Remaster)" é uma música de The Notorious B.I.G, 2007, Pop. A música tem 5:13 de duração, 134 lines / 597 words.
Letra
0:00As we proceed
0:03To give you what you need
0:05'95 motherf**kers
0:07Get live motherf**kers
0:10As we proceed
0:13To give you what you need
0:15'95 motherf**kers
0:18Get live motherf**kers
0:21As we proceed
0:23To give you what you need
0:26East coast motherf**kers
0:28Bad Boy motherf**kers
0:31As we proceed,
0:34To give you
0:36What you need
0:38J.M. motherf**kers
0:40J.M. motherf**kers
0:43'95 motherf**kers
0:46Who shot ya?
0:47Seperate the weak from the ob-solete
0:49Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
0:51It's on ni**a, f**k all that bickering beef
0:54I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
0:56Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet
0:59Thundering,
1:00Shaking the concrete
1:01Finish it, stop,
1:03When I foil the plot
1:04Neighbors call the cops
1:05Said they heard mad shots
1:07Saw me in the drop,
1:08Three in the corner
1:09Slaughter, electrical
1:11Tape around your daughter
1:12Old school new school need to learn though
1:15I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno
1:17Burn slow like blunts with llello
1:20Peel more skins than Idaho potato
1:22Niggaz know, the lyrical molestin is takin place
1:25F**kin with B.I.G. it ain't safe
1:28I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses
1:30Bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers
1:33Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
1:36Niggaz mad because I know that Cash Rules
1:38Everything Around Me, two glock nines
1:41Any motherf**ker whispering about mines
1:44And I'm, Crooklyn's finest
1:46You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this
1:49As we proceed
1:51To give you what you need
1:54'95 motherf**kers
1:56Get live motherf**kers
1:59As we proceed
2:01To give you what you need
2:04East coast motherf**kers
2:07Bad Boy motherf**kers
2:12Get high motherf**kers
2:15Get high motherf**kers
2:20Smoke blunts motherf**kers
2:22Get high motherf**kers
2:25Ready to die motherf**kers
2:28'95 motherf**kers
2:31I seen the light excite all the freaks
2:33Stack mad chips,
2:34Spread love with my peeps
2:36Niggaz wanna creep,
2:37Got ta watch my back
2:38Think the cognac and
2:39Indo sack make me slack?
2:41I switches all that,
2:42Cocksucker G's up
2:44One false move,
2:45Get Swiss cheesed up
2:46Clip to Tec, respect I demand it
2:49Slip and break the 11th commandment
2:52Thou shalt not f**k with raw C Poppa
2:54Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya
2:56I feel for you,
2:58Like Chaka Khan I'm the don
2:59P**sy when I want Rolex on the arm
3:02You'll die slow but calm
3:04Recognize my face,
3:05So there won't be no mistake
3:07So you know where to tell Jake, lame ni**a
3:10Brave ni**a, turned front page ni**a
3:13Puff Daddy flips daily
3:14I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's
3:17On the rocks, tote Glocks at christenings
3:20And my cock, in the fire position and...
3:22Get live motherf**kers
3:23Ready to Die motherf**kers
3:24C'mere, c'mere
3:26Open your f**king mouth,
3:27Open your didn't I tell you
3:28Don't f**k with me? Huh?
3:30Didn't I tell you not to f**k with me?
3:32Look at you now
3:33To give you what you need Huh?
3:35Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh?
3:37B**ch-a** ni**a, what?
3:44Who shot ya?
3:44Puff Daddy
3:46To give you what you need
3:49'95 motherf**kers
3:51Get live motherf**kers
3:54(Who shot ya?)
3:55Get high motherf**kers
3:57Ready to Die motherf**kers
4:00Hah!!
4:04As we proceed
4:05(Who shot ya?)
4:07To give you what you need
4:10'95 motherf**kers
4:12East coast motherf**kers
4:15(Who shot ya?)
4:18West coast motherf**kers
4:23West coast motherf**kers hah!
4:26As we proceed, to give you what you need
4:33As we proceed
4:36To give you what you need
4:39Get live motherf**kers
4:41Get live motherf**kers
4:44'95 motherf**kers
4:46Get money motherf**kers
4:48As we proceed
4:50To give you what you need
4:52Get live motherf**kers
4:54Get live motherf**kers
4:58'95 motherf**kers
5:01J.M. motherf**kers
5:03J.M. motherf**kers
5:06As we proced
5:11To give you what you need
5:13Who Shot Ya - The Notorious B.I.G
As we proceed To give you what you need '95 motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers As we proceed To give you what you need '95 motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers As we proceed To give you what you need East coast motherf**kers Bad Boy motherf**kers As we proceed, To give you What you need J.M. motherf**kers J.M. motherf**kers '95 motherf**kers Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from the ob-solete Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets It's on ni**a, f**k all that bickering beef I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet Thundering, Shaking the concrete Finish it, stop, When I foil the plot Neighbors call the cops Said they heard mad shots Saw me in the drop, Three in the corner Slaughter, electrical Tape around your daughter Old school new school need to learn though I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno Burn slow like blunts with llello Peel more skins than Idaho potato Niggaz know, the lyrical molestin is takin place F**kin with B.I.G. it ain't safe I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses Bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools Niggaz mad because I know that Cash Rules Everything Around Me, two glock nines Any motherf**ker whispering about mines And I'm, Crooklyn's finest You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this As we proceed To give you what you need '95 motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers As we proceed To give you what you need East coast motherf**kers Bad Boy motherf**kers Get high motherf**kers Get high motherf**kers Smoke blunts motherf**kers Get high motherf**kers Ready to die motherf**kers '95 motherf**kers I seen the light excite all the freaks Stack mad chips, Spread love with my peeps Niggaz wanna creep, Got ta watch my back Think the cognac and Indo sack make me slack? I switches all that, Cocksucker G's up One false move, Get Swiss cheesed up Clip to Tec, respect I demand it Slip and break the 11th commandment Thou shalt not f**k with raw C Poppa Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya I feel for you, Like Chaka Khan I'm the don P**sy when I want Rolex on the arm You'll die slow but calm Recognize my face, So there won't be no mistake So you know where to tell Jake, lame ni**a Brave ni**a, turned front page ni**a Puff Daddy flips daily I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's On the rocks, tote Glocks at christenings And my cock, in the fire position and... Get live motherf**kers Ready to Die motherf**kers C'mere, c'mere Open your f**king mouth, Open your didn't I tell you Don't f**k with me? Huh? Didn't I tell you not to f**k with me? Look at you now To give you what you need Huh? Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh? B**ch-a** ni**a, what? Who shot ya? Puff Daddy To give you what you need '95 motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers (Who shot ya?) Get high motherf**kers Ready to Die motherf**kers Hah!! As we proceed (Who shot ya?) To give you what you need '95 motherf**kers East coast motherf**kers (Who shot ya?) West coast motherf**kers West coast motherf**kers hah! As we proceed, to give you what you need As we proceed To give you what you need Get live motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers '95 motherf**kers Get money motherf**kers As we proceed To give you what you need Get live motherf**kers Get live motherf**kers '95 motherf**kers J.M. motherf**kers J.M. motherf**kers As we proced To give you what you need Who Shot Ya - The Notorious B.I.G
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