Who Shot Ya? lyrics

by

The Notorious B.I.G.


[Intro: ?]
Gun violence takes the life of an African-American man every five hours. It's the leading cause of death for black men under the age of 35

[Verse 1]
Who shot ya? Separate the weak from the obsolete
Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on n*gga, f*ck all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet
Thundering, breaking the concrete
Finish it, stop when I foil the plot
Neighbors call the cops, when they heard mad shots

[Chorus]
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?

[Verse 2]
Saw me in the drop, three and a quarter
Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
Old school/new school need to learn though
I burn, baby, burn like "Disco Inferno"
I burn slow like blunts and yayo
Peel more skins than Idaho Potato
n*ggas know: the lyrical molesting's taking place
f*cking with me. it ain't safe
I make your skin chafe, rashes on them asses
Bumps and bruises, blunts and Land Cruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
n*ggas mad because I know cash Rules
Everything around me, two Glock 9s
Any motherf*cker whispering about mine
And I'm Brooklyn's finest
Come on, tell me
[Chorus]
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?

[Verse 3]
I seen the lights excite all the freaks
Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps
n*ggas wanna creep, gotta watch my back
Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack?
I switches all that, c*cksucker G's up
One false move, get Swiss cheesed up
Clip to TEC, respect I demand it
Slip and break the 11th Commandment

[Chorus]
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?
Who shot ya?

[Guitar solo]
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