There's a big black train I've been hearing all my life Every night, at sundown I hear its lonesome cry When I look through the screen door I see a rocking
my jimmy hurt [Inspectah Deck] Nah, shorty right there, the amazon Six foot three, with the glasses on, built for a marathon [Streetlife] Look at shorty right there with the big
middle But where would you be without all of that attention You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we (Well wouldn't we) Big, big, star Should go far
but where Would you be without all of that attention? You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we (Well, wouldn't we?) Big, big, star, should go far Talk
's, I mean my flows You dress different round then me I'ma clean your nose Step into the line of fire hide the [Incomprehensible] Compared to big foot
i`m goin` Bags are packed, hundred bucks in my pocket Rabbit`s foot? yeah i got it I`m all set, it`s all or nothin` Don`t worry bout me, mama don`t
Intro (Lil? Mama) When you hear Left Eye When you hear Lil? Mama (Shake it down now) You know it?s time to get busy So it ain?t really much too talk about
this is Let me get that up off ya, get that up off ya Get, get that up off, ***a you know what this is I's a big black *** with a big black gun Fo' snaps
, 'lil' mama shit 'Lil' mama thick and my time is slim Come 'bout thirty minutes after I put the condom in I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot
scared, I can hardly breathe I may never see my sweetheart again So if you're ever goin' on a big trip You better be careful out there Start everything on your good foot
[Big Punisher] Big Pun baby You miss me? {see Pun gon' sing, then he gon' rhyme} {
[Foreign content] Big Pun baby, you miss me? See Pun gonna sing, then he gonna rhyme Let me lick you girl where the sun don't shine I'm gonna sing, Treach
the NFL Ricky Tidwell's mama (15 yard penalty, illegal use of a clothesline) Ricky Tidwell's mama (Can I have your autograph ma'am) Ricky Tidwell's mama
you don't want none son A long, hard road for this, latin throne You can catch me in the club in the, back alone So, Mama's don't let your babies grow
Won't cut the Gray pupon We got the layer-on Back to the drawing board Can't afford to lose journey beyond One, slash one slash ninety-one My teacher six foot
with the top popped Little buddy under my seat it shoot hot rocks Make the sucka Po' get loose Jiggy purr with me shorty jiggy perm ya curl? Candle lights the world swiftly Big
and Shug And my little brother James, thangs changed in the hood Where I live at, them rats know, mama I want to sing but Mama I want to trick, and mama