Notorious B.I.G. - I Got A Story To Tell Lyrics
Who yall talkin to man?UhhCheck it out, check it outThis here goes outTo all the niggaz that be *****in mad *****esIn other niggaz cribsThinkin shit is sweetNigga creep up on your ass, hahahaLive niggaz respect it, check itI kick flows for ya, kick down doors for yaEven left all my mother*****in hoes for yaNiggaz think frankie ***** whipped, nigga picture thatWith a kodak, insta-ma-takWe dont get down like that, lay my game down quite flatSweetness, where you parked at?Petiteness but that ass fatShe got a body make a nigga wanna eat that, Im ***** witchuThe ***** official doe, dick harder than a missile yoTry to hit if she trippin dissapearin like arsenioYo, the ***** push a double-ohWith the five in front, probably a connivin stuntYall drive in front, Im a peel with herFind a deal with her, she ***** around and steal, huh?Then we all get lacedTelevisions, versacci heaven, when Im up in emThe shit she kicked, all the shits legitShe get dick from a player off the new york knicksNigga tricked ridiculous, the shit was plushShes stressin me to *****, like she was in a rushWe *****ed in his bed, quite dangerousIm in his ass while he playin gainst the utah jazzMy 112, cd blast, I was pastShe came twice I came last, roll the grassShe giggle, say I dont smoke it on homegrownThen I heard her moan, honey Im homeYep, tote chrome for situations like thisIm up in his broad I know he wont like thisNow Im like ***** you better talk to himBefore this fist put a spark to him***** around shit get dark to him, put a part through himLose a major part to him, arm, legShe beggin me to stop but this cat gettin closerGettin hot like a toaster, I *****s the toast, uhhBefore my eyes could blinkShe screams out, honey bring me up somethin to drink!He go back downstairs more time to thinkHer brain racin, shes tellin me to stay patientShe dont know im, cool as a fanGat in hand, I dont wanna blast her manBut I can and I will doe, I probably chill doeEven though situation lookin kinda ill yoIt came to me like a song I wroteTold the ***** gimme your scarf, pillowcase and ropeGot dressed quick, tied the scarf around my faceRoped the ***** up, gagged her mouth with the pillowcasePlay the cut, nigga comin off some love potion shitFlash the heat on em, he stood emotionlessDropped the glass screamin, dont blast heres the stash,A hundred cash just dont shoot my ass, please!Nigga pullin mad gs out the floorPut stacks in a prater knapsack, hit the doorGrab the keys to the five, call my niggaz on the cellBring some weed I got a story to tell, uhh...Yo man, yall niggaz aint gonna believe what the ***** happened to me.Remember that ***** I left the club with man? yo, freaky yo. Im up inThis ***** playa this ***** *****in run them ol mink ass niggaz and shit,Im up in the spot though. one of them six-five niggaz, I dont know.Anyway Im up in the mother*****in spot, so boom Im up in the *****,Whatever whatever. I sparks up some lye, pop duke creeps up in on some,Must have been rained out or something *laughing* because hes in theSpot. had me scared, had me scared, I was shook daddy - but I forget iHad my roscoe on me. always. you know how we do. so anyway the niggaComes up the stairs, he creepin up the steps, the ***** all shook sheSends the nigga back downstairs to get some drinks and shit. she gettinMad nervous, I said ***** that man! Im the nigga, you know how we do itNigga, ransom note style put the scarf around my mother*****in face,Gagged that ***** up, played the kizzack. soon this nigga comes up inThe spot, flash the desert in his face he drops the glass. looked likeThe nigga pissed on his-self or somethin, word to mother! ahh *****itThis nigga runs dead to the floor, peels up the carpet, start givin meMad papers, mad papers. (I told you that ***** was a shiesty ***** cuz!Word to mother I used to ***** her cousin but you aint know that! hahaha.You wouldnt know that shit. really though.) I threw all thatMother*****in money up in the prada knapsack. two words, Im gone!(no doubt, no doubt... no doubt!) yo nigga got some lye, yall gotSome lye? *conversation fades out*
