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Niggas Bleed - The Notorious BIG

Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra

Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent you

Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges

I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them niggas brainless

All they tote is stainless, you just remain as

Calm as possible, make the deal go through

If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do

Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between

They eyes, like 'True Lies', kill 'em and flee the scene

Just bring back the coke or the cream

Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank

Them cats we fuckin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank

Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady

Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with dirty 380's

Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out

I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out

Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they pussy

The seven digits push me, fuckin' real, here's the deal

I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece

Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach

Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?

Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech

Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five

I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank pay attention

These motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades

If you die they still get paid, extra probably

Fuck a robbery, I'm the boss, promise you won't rob 'em, I promise

But of course you know I had my fingers crossed

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture me bein' scared of a nigga

That breathe the same air as me

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners

Make the motherfuckin' beef cook

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture a nigga hidin', my life in that man hands

While he just decidin'

Niggas bleed just like us

I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all

Runnin' ain't in my protocol

Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron

From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon

Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley

Stupid as a young 'un, chose not the moves wisely

Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Juxs

Heard it was sweet, 'bout three-fifty a piece

Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut

His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up

That's when Ron vanished, came back, speakin' Spanish

Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats

Here's a criminal, nigga made America's Most

Killed his baby, mother, brother, slit his throat

The nigga got bagged with the toast

Weeded, took it to trial, beat it

Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it

Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds

Everything to gain, embedded in his brain

And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds

Specially if my daughter cryin', I ain't lyin'

Y'all know the science

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture me bein' scared of a nigga

That breathe the same air as me

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners

Make the motherfuckin' beef cook

Niggas bleed just like us

Picture a nigga hidin' my life in that man hands

While he just decidin'

Niggas bleed just like us

I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all

Runnin' ain't in my protocol

We agreed to go on shootin' is silly

Because niggas could be hidin' in showers with Mac-Milli's

So I freaked 'em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican

Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her

Peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from my workers

And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us

We blazed they place, long story, Glo' sent my face

Got shook, thought a nigga was comin' for the safe

Now she breakin', shut up, 112, what's shakin'?

A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay

In a black Range Rover, been outside all day

If it's trouble let me know, I'll be on my way

Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed

Nightmare, this bitch don't need it

Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we 'bout to blow this

Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice

Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place

When they evacuate, they meet they fate

Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga passed me kerosene

Fuck it, it's flammable, my hunger is unexplainable

Strike the match, just what I expected

The dread kid ejected in seconds

And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian

We in the hallway waitin' patient

As soon as she hit the door we start blastin'

I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughin', I swear to God

I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest

Spit around, shot the chink in the breast

She cryin', head shots put her to rest

Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces

The spot's hot, sprinklers, alarm systems

That's when other guests start to slip in

It's time for us to get to dippin'

I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up

Flippin', pistol grippin', I load the clip in

The hallway, got real loud and crowded

They walked right past us, I don't know how they allowed it

The funny thing about it, through all the excitement

They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant

Stupid motherfuckers