Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spit Your Game , by - The Notorious B.I.G.. Release date: 11.08.2016
Song language: English
Spit Your Game |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Armed and dangerous, ain’t too many can bang wit us, |
| straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious, thug ass niggas that love |
| to bust, it’s strange to us, |
| ya’ll niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins, |
| we just sittin here tryin to win, tryin’not to sin, |
| high off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen, |
| steadily countin’them benjamins, nigga you should to if u knew wut this game |
| would do 2 u, |
| bin in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit i’ve bin through, |
| so called beef with u know who, fucked a few female stars or two, |
| then a bluelight niggas knew like |
| Mike-shiiit not to be fuck wit. |
| Muthafucka betta duck quick. |
| cuzz me and my dogs love to buck shit, fuck the luck shit strictly aim |
| no asperation to quit da game. |
| Spit yo’game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat, call your clicks, |
| squeeze your clip and hit the right one |
| pass dat weed l gotta light one |
| all them niggas l gotta fight one |
| all them hoes l gotta like one |
| our situation is a tight one |
| what u wanna do? |
| fight or run? |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Nigga money livin’marvelous, in god we trust, |
| don’t too many niggas wanna start wit us, got big guns in the cars wit us, |
| bust at any muther fucka i can hide wit us, |
| don’t really wanna show u wut a G.I.B., i’m regularly sippin’in V.I.P., |
| when u hear the music it’ll be by me, Twista and the legendary nigga B.I.G., |
| Brooklyn and K-town, when u check out the flow, u know its goin rain with |
| persistence, |
| 2 legends on the same track, 2 differend plains of existence, |
| lets get it crackin’i love to bust flows, hit it from the back cus i love to buck hoe, |
| spit it for the city i love Chi-ca-go, cali-coes buck, i love to bust those, |
| you think you can spit on the mike like Biggie and flow just as steady as I, |
| shit is real u know u love |
| him, u ain’t got «Ready to Die», |
| «Life After Death», give to 'em, however u wanna nigga, that a day after, |
| give it to ya, however u wanna |
| nigga, cus the shit is giddie, so i carry big heat, screamin’girls get me, |
| Twista and Biggie on the Swizz beat, |
| 3 mils i love to make 1, all these cars i love to ride 1, |
| all these hoes i love to cut 1, a tribute to BIG i love to bust 1, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| In the middle of it hammer, bring niggas more drama than they baby mama, |
| nigga on my back ima bomb ya, |
| one day but it attacks like a pack of pirahnas, like taracotta, |
| niggas always ready for war, they don’t really wanna see a nigga tho, |
| we can hit 'em, ?? |
| Here wit Swizz, Oh NO!, niggas in trouble, |
| somebody better call po-po, its gonna be murder when i get to servin them |
| burners (YEAH), |
| and niggas ya’ll heard of me, brick city killa, nigga word to me, |
| and im passed that like Bernie Magic, wit a jack that’ll snatch that rep, |
| and stack some, drag him, |
| double on that back random, with the bullets stop brand him, |
| feeling hard you can’t harass him, |
| put it up in your magic, catch the magnum flashing cannons, niggas ain’t ready |
| for this 1, cus im on a mission to get even better than believe it im heavily heated, |
| its easy to see it, if you wanna see me let that be the reason. |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, |
| Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks, squeeze your |
| clip hit the right one, pass |
| that weed i got to light one, |
| squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed i got to light one, |