No Biggie歌词

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[00:08.12]Yeah, my name is Riley, son
[00:10.57]But you know what ****** call me?
[00:11.83]AKA, Riley Escobar, know what I'm saying?
[00:15.12]Cause I be in the streets you know?
[00:16.90]I got all kinds of names like HR Paper Stacks
[00:19.95]Uh, also known as AKA Horse Choker, uh
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[00:24.92]Hey, yo, I'll chop you up in sixteen pieces
[00:26.67]In front of your nieces, while I'm eating Reese's
[00:28.60]And won't even offer them any, yes I spit plenty
[00:30.66]This is East Coast flow at its finest
[00:32.65]In the studio, where you find us, put a bullet where your spine is
[00:35.84]At sixteen I was skipping school and smoking chronic
[00:38.19]While you was learning about English, Big L was teaching Ebonics
[00:40.80]I spit fire so demonic, writing code like I'm Masonite
[00:43.20]A Jedi master breaking it down like old plaster
[00:45.76]No medication for this track cause this is how a psycho rips
[00:49.11]My bank account is like a cino bolt, your pocket's microchips, uh
[00:51.90]************, I dare you to test it, hope you're well rested
[00:55.09]Whoop your ass and get arrested, in a double breasted
[00:57.10]Louis Vuitton diamond encrested tailor made suit
[00:59.95]Now that's All Sinatra Everything
[01:02.22]I explode like hollow tips on contact
[01:04.94]Chronologically murder schmoe there's no bringing Joe back
[01:07.52]Puffing cubans and sipping Cognac
[01:09.38]Mafietic mentality, introduce me to this beat and it's fatality
[01:13.06]I kill mics like Conrad Murray
[01:15.67]Sharp like Hanzo steel, the rest is obtuse
[01:18.05]I get loose when sipping Goose and rhyme like Doc Seuss
[01:20.61]Flow tight like noose, whoop ass like Bruce, no time for a truce
[01:23.53]Alphabetical mathematic addict
[01:25.81]I spit sixteens so erratic you think it was a semi-automatic
[01:28.52]I know by now you thinking "Oh my God, he let them have it"
[01:31.55]But that was just a loan, time to collect like I'm Capone
[01:34.58]Reep what I've sewn, in other words that is the throne
[01:37.38]Chilling while homies smoking marijuan'
[01:39.18]If you thinking that this **** is wack well then you're dead wrong
[01:41.90]Cause for every emotion and every mood I have a song
[01:44.48]For the club, for the streets, for the whip and for the sheets
[01:47.25]Cause this is where intellect and versatility meets
[01:49.84]I'm Young Sinatra, backstage chilling with BobbySoxers
[01:52.92]I got ya
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[01:55.09]Yeah
[01:56.66]You wanna **** with us?!
[01:58.30]**** with us, yeah!?