The Notorious B.I.G. – Ready To Die lyrics

[Intro – Puff Daddy]
Yeah, you ready motherf**er?
We gonna k** your a**
[Verse 1]
As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome, homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, doing your brain cells much damage
Teflon is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch
Quick to grab the right b**h and make her drive
The Q-45, Glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck sh**
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques dripping out my buttcheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don’t f** up my sheets, huh
My sh** is deep, deeper than my grave, G
I’m ready to die and nobody can save me
f** the world, f** my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a Jheri curl, I’m ready to die!
[Verse 2]
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks
A big bad motherf**er on the wrong road
I got some d**, tried to get the avenue sewed
I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus
Getting paid is all I expected
My mother didn’t give me what I want, what the f**?
Now I’ve got a Glock making motherf**ers duck
sh** is real, and hungry’s how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kicking n***as down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to n***as getting wet
The infrared’s at your head real steady
You better grab your guns cause I’m ready, ready
I’m ready to die!
[Interlude – Puff Daddy]
Nah we ain’t gonna k** your a** yet
We gonna make you suffer
[Verse 3]
In a sec, I throw the tec to your f**ing neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some rec
Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talking
You better act like CeCe and keep on walking
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, with stompin’
I’m rippin MC’s from Tallaha**ee, to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
n***as say I’m strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your sh** splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone to where your motherf**ing cheek drip
The sh** I kick, ripping through the vest
Biggie Smalls pa**ing any test, I’m ready to die!
I’m ready
(Time to go, we gonna put you out your misery motherf**er)
n***as definitely know what time it is
The Notorious one in full effect
For ninety-three!
Suicidal, I’m ready!
[Outro – Puff Daddy]
(Now I lay me down to sleep)
Yeah
(Pray the Lord my soul to keep)
(If I should die before I wake)
(I pray the Lord my soul to take)
(Cause I’m ready to die)
(All y’all motherf**ers come with me if you want to)
(Biggie Smalls the biggest man)
(Rocking on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee)
(Third Eye, and the rest of the Bad Boy fam)
(I don’t wanna see no crying at my funeral)

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