6 Figga n*gga lyrics

by

The Notorious B.I.G.


[Intro]
Yeah--Oh yeah!
You motherf*ckers riding with me? Oh yeah
They know I got that iron with me. Oh yeah

[Chorus]
This sh*t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city
The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me
The divas, the b*tches, the dimes, the deuces
My set-a-n*gga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters
The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens
So often, the murders, the burglars
Be careful where your walkin'
The East, the West, the North, the South
Stay on point 'cause n*ggas will run up in your house

[Verse 1]
Boy I'ma 6 figga n*gga doing what I gotta do
Wave cap, gray black, Maybach powder blue
b*tch go get my money--make daddy proud of you
Look at them b*tches stand, they probably sour too
b*tch you know how we do, G4s, Bentley Coupes
Riding round town. Buck, Snoop, countin' up my loot
I'm from the East coast but I be out west
Tank top, Cali bud, all day around breast
Give me a couple minutes I be all in they mind
And not just one or two, three or four at a time
I'll be all in her spine, if your daughter's a dime
Meet her at eight and I'll be gone by a quarter to nine
[Chorus]
This sh*t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city
The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me
The divas, the b*tches, the dimes, the deuces
My set-a-n*gga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters
The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens
So often, the murders, the burglars
Be careful where your walkin'
The East, the West, the North, the South
Stay on point 'cause n*ggas will run up in your house
This sh*t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city
The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me
The divas, the b*tches, the dimes, the deuces
My set-a-n*gga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters
The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens
So often, the murders, the burglars
Be careful where your walkin'
The East, the West, the North, the South
Stay on point 'cause n*ggas will run up in your house

[Verse 2]
n*ggas be hatin' on me baby, so I keep a hot one
.44, .45, MAC-10 and shotgun
Get tha f*ck out of here, or catch a hot one
You can stunt all you want, but not on my block son
See when the cops come, n*ggas sprint, hop, run
Get caught, don't talk, learn to keep a locked tongue
I'm from the South side, but I be up north
Disrespect me get your head blown the f**k off
n*gga's is butt soft, I don't pay 'em no mind
You Just another b*tch with my name in your rhyme
You'll need your sunglasses on the way that I shine
You don't want me flaming that 9
[Chorus]
This sh*t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city
The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me
The divas, the b*tches, the dimes, the deuces
My set-a-n*gga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters
The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens
So often, the murders, the burglars
Be careful where your walkin'
The East, the West, the North, the South
Stay on point 'cause n*ggas will run up in your house
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