Текст (слова) песни: Notorious B.I.G. f Kelly Price, Mase, Pu - Life After Death

[Verse One: Mase]
Now, who`s hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who`s mostly Goldie down
to the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain`t nuttin change but my limp
Can`t stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
You don`t believe in Harlem World nigga double up
We don`t play around it`s a bet lay it down
nigga didn`t know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I`m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can`t no Ph.D. niggaz hold me down, Cooter
schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie
{*Chorus overlaps last line*}

[Chorus: Kelly Price - repeat 2X]
I don`t know what, they want from me
It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see

[Verse Two: Puff Daddy]
Yeah yeah, ahaha, from the D-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y
Know you`d rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin now`s
when all the ballin stops, nigga never
home gotta call me on the yacht
Ten years from now we`ll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won`t stop
Now whatcha gonna do when it`s cool
bag a money much longer than yours
and a team much stronger than yours, violate me
this`ll be your day, we don`t play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain`t enough time here, ain`t enough lime here
for you to shine here, deal with many women
but treat dimes fair, and I`m
bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah yeah

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, uhhh
B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I`m flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it`s cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain`t no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep your hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G.
be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here`s my phone number
Your man ain`t got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down pizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
on trizack, leave your ass blizzack

[Kelly Price - repeat 3X]
I don`t know what, they want from me
It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see

[Kelly Price]
What`s goin on? Ooooh.. somebody tell me.. what`s goin on?

[Kelly Price - repeat to fade]
I don`t know what, they want from me
It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Notorious B.I.G. f Kelly Price, Mase, Pu - Life After Death [Verse One: Mase] Now, who`s hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who`s mostly Goldie down to the tube sock, the same ol pimp Mase, you know ain`t nuttin change but my limp Can`t stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love You don`t believe in Harlem World nigga double up We don`t play around it`s a bet lay it down nigga didn`t know me ninety-one bet they know me now I`m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound Can`t no Ph.D. niggaz hold me down, Cooter schooled me to the game, now I know my duty Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie {Chorus overlaps last line} [Chorus: Kelly Price - repeat 2X] I don`t know what, they want from me It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see [Verse Two: Puff Daddy] Yeah yeah, ahaha, from the D-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y Know you`d rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin now`s when all the ballin stops, nigga never home gotta call me on the yacht Ten years from now we`ll still be on top Yo, I thought I told you that we won`t stop Now whatcha gonna do when it`s cool bag a money much longer than yours and a team much stronger than yours, violate me this`ll be your day, we don`t play Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way Cause it ain`t enough time here, ain`t enough lime here for you to shine here, deal with many women but treat dimes fair, and I`m bigger than the city lights down in Times Square Yeah, yeah yeah [Chorus] [Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.] Uhh, uhhh B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A No info, for the, DEA Federal agents mad cause I`m flagrant Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement My team supreme, stay clean Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that cat you see at all events bent Gats in holsters girls on shoulders Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me Bruise too much, I lose, too much Step on stage the girls boo too much I guess it`s cause you run with lame dudes too much Me lose my touch, never that If I did, ain`t no problem to get the gat Where the true players at? Throw your Rollies in the sky Wave em side to side and keep your hands high While I give your girl the eye, player please Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G. be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune Five double oh, here`s my phone number Your man ain`t got to know, I got to go Got the flow down pizat, platinum plus Like thizat, dangerous on trizack, leave your ass blizzack [Kelly Price - repeat 3X] I don`t know what, they want from me It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see [Kelly Price] What`s goin on? Ooooh.. somebody tell me.. what`s goin on? [Kelly Price - repeat to fade] I don`t know what, they want from me It`s like the more money we come across, the more problems we see Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Life After Death: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/9420.html Все тексты песен: Notorious B.I.G. f Kelly Price, Mase, Pu » Notorious B.I.G. f Kelly Price, Mase, Pu - Life After Death » Notorious B.I.G. f Kelly Price, Mase, Pu - Mo Money Mo Problems Рекомендуем скачать: » Elvis Presley - Clean Up Your Own Backyard » Eric Clapton - WE`VE BEEN TOLD » Eric Clapton - For Your Love » Evereve - One More Day » Eyes Adrift - Dottie Dawn And Julie » Eminem - Jealousy Woes II » Elton John - Sleeping With The Past » Eric B. and Rakim - Paid In Full » Eyedea - Bottle Dreams » Evanescence - Hello » E.L.O. - Poker » Elysian Fields - The End Shall Be Tragically Fulfilled » Erasure - Dont Say No » Eric Benet - Femininity » Eleanor Mcevoy - All That Surrounds Me » Eurythmics - For The Love Of Big Brother » Elvis Presley - An Evening Prayer » Eyedea and Abilities - Reintroducing » E.S.G. and Slim Thug f C-Styles - Mash for Our Cash » Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Fanfare for the Common Man
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