B.I.G. Boy

How about some hardcore
Yeah we like it raw
Like good pussy
Shorty caught em in the jaw
That’s good pussy (that's good pussy)
This is chess
In my castle I don’t play the rookie
Bullets rips
Leave you fulla chips like a plate of cookies
So don’t push me
Cuz I’m close to the edge
And I don’t gotta be Rakim to know the ledge
If I rock him
Then I got the juice like Pac said
Real hip hop head
Shit might go over yours
Where I’m from you need two straps like overalls
Cuz these kids ain’t throwing hands no more
You gotta stay wit the grip like a handle bar
The cameras on
But that don’t stop the go hard
Nowadays
You could get shot for Worldstar
If your girl hard, she might get the first swing
She could tell you was a bitch from the side like purse strings
I’m from a big boy block
You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot
I’m bumpin biggie
Rubbing titties at the big boy spot
I rep my city
Sitting pretty in a big boy drop
I ride, out
Fuck what it cost me, bitch I’m from the flossy
On my way to Hollywood and I need floor seats
I’m never splitting paper, bitches can’t divorce me
I love to put in work (work)
You ain’t gotta force me
This a full course meal
Nigga imma big deal
Neck chill, pop pills
Stunting in that big wheel
Can’t squeal, keep it real
This that shit you wanna hear
This my year
You ain’t fuckin' with my niggas from pier
We top tier
And we still couldn’t stop there
You wanna party?
Then imma bring my block there (oh yeah)
If Macho Man try to switch gears
I load a .40 like a Big Beer
Hogan make the crowd cheer
You can catch me on my Brooklyn shit
Goons never shook of shit
Spadez always booking shit
It’s super lit
I’m from the land where they pop chains
It’s a dead end by the L train
Listen mane
I’m from a big boy block
You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot
I’m bumpin biggie
Rubbing titties at the big boy spot
I rep my city
Sitting pretty in a big boy drop
I ride, out
Bus through the crowd like Rosa Parks (ba, ba boom)
It’s animals in this ride, Noah’s Ark
Nobody care bout your album, bitch you gon' flop (ok)
When I drop, imma kill it, Owen Hart (damn)
Shooter right behind me, that’s Curry (rah)
Beam on the scope, I don’t worry (nah)
I could get your mommy rocked, my game sturdy (any block)
And I don’t care about your pops, I ain’t Maury (fuck em)
You from a nice neighborhood, mines dirty (Marcy)
I play the block from 10 to 10, I’m up early (outside)
If that paper work, old or it’s recent (what?)
You can’t play the field and the precinct (nah)
Real nigga, ain’t no cappin' they could call me on (ut uh)
Fairy tale nigga you, you get your story on
I just had your bitch jammin' to Omarion (ok)
I was gettin' dressed puttin' my Ameri’s on
I’m from a big boy block
You fuck around around in here and getcha big boy shot
I’m bumpin biggie
Rubbing titties at the big boy spot
I rep my city
Sitting pretty in a big boy drop
I ride, out