Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tonight, artist - The Notorious B.I.G.. Album song Born Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Tonight |
Yo. |
Yo. |
check this out |
YEAH! |
MotherFUCKERS, C’MON! |
MotherFUCKERS, c’mon B.I.G. |
motherFUCKERS |
B.I.G., motherFUCKERS |
Two thou', B.I.G. |
motherFUCKERS |
??, two thou', motherFUCKERS |
??, B.I.G. |
motherFUCKERS |
B.I.G. |
at war, motherFUCKERS |
B.I.G. |
… we proceed. |
to give you, what you need |
I am. |
as we proceed. |
to give you all what you need motherFUCKERS |
B.I.G., motherFUCKERS |
OHHHHH SHIT!!! |
Yo. |
too much smoke in here man |
Crack the fuckin window man |
that’s how the fuck you went to jail last time nigga |
The fuck wrong with you nigga. |
the fuck man? |
Ahh ehh. |
stupid nigga man |
Nigga fuck that |
Yo. |
yo! |
Yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo. |
yo Yo-yo-yo, yo. |
yo Yo. |
I make yo’mouthpiece obese like Della Reese |
When I release, you loose teeth like Lil’Cease |
Nigga please, blood floods yo’Dungarees |
And that’s just the half on my warpath |
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater |
than the average playa hater, and spectators |
buy my CD twice; |
they see me in the streets |
They be like, Yo he nice, but that’s on the low doe |
Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show |
I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes |
Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz |
Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga |
Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be til Lil’Cease crippled me Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be The game sour like like a pickle be, y’all know da rules |
Move from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin bout |
all the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through |
Now the year’s new, I lay my game flat |
I want my spot back, take two |
Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious |
Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous |
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina |
Slugs missed ya, I ain’t mad at cha (we ain’t mad at cha) |
Blood rushin, concussions, ain’t nothin |
Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin |
Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin |
I laced it wit the basic, six TV’s a system |
Knockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit |
Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up |
Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS |
Chorus: Joe Hooker |
Y’all can’t see this. |
That this might be the night. |
This might be the night that’s right, that’s right |
This might be the night. |
(kiss your ass goodbye) |
Niggaz playin they hands wrong, that’s why they won’t last long |
Finessed, what I was dealt with from the day I was born |
While you bent up on that corner, niggaz plottin and scheamin |
Up in them little holes, be creepin wit mad demons |
Niggaz knows, not to fuck with my dough |
Niggaz know not to fuck with this little bro I’m ten seconds hit’n’go |
Black mask black truck chrome rims Chuck Timbs |
Enough to confuse, any witness |
Strongest of calibers, is what we only travel wit |
You gotta get hit, your man did, so you got a hand in it Extort y’all, once friends, now we gotta cross y’all |
You know the niggaz with the biggest balls set the new laws |
and flip fours, have em washin drawers while you up North |
Gat to your jugular, getting your salad tossed |
Overhearin niggaz situation, sayin, Like we thought |
Sittin on the stand with no remorse |
Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I don’t beef I shoot niggaz |
If I can’t get the main character, a few niggaz then |
I don’t need no gin to boost me I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go I got fire in my heart, guns in my car |
Cash in my Carharts, it ain’t hard to get em like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers |
when the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these niggaz thought? |
Could it be the fame, maybe it’s the 2 Benz or would it be the same if I couldn’t claim those? |
Fuckin with, hoes ?? |
Cock sucker beat it while you bleed it on the dashboard |
Niggaz get, what they hand call for, again bricks |
You get deaded, I get erections, over revenge |
Can you get a quiet spot in the shade, for a breeze |
I lay a nigga down and steam roll away ?? |
I never thought it would be like this |
I never thought it would be like this |
Always thought you would be here |
Always thought you would be by my side |
I never thought it’d be like this |
OH GOD I MISS YOU! |
C'MON!YEA! |