BiggieTupac Live Freestyle (Album Version (Explicit))

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
We gonna do it like this
Anytime youre ready, check it

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got seven MAC-11s, about eight 38s
Nine 9s, ten MAC-10s, the ****s never ends
You cant touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 *******
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two **** spots, the two hot Glocks
Thats how I got the ****spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to your body
So dont resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give MCs the runs drippin when I throw my clip in
The AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flows remarkable, peace to Mateo
Now we smoke **** like Tony Montana sniffed the yayo
Thats crazy blunts, mad Ls
My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God , Im dropping ****, like a pigeon
I hope youre listenin, smacking babies at they christenin

[Interlude: Big Daddy Kane + 2Pac]
******** **** Biggie Smalls
What you gonna do with it, 2Pac?
Yeah, where the ************ thugs at?
Throw your ***** ******* middle finger
We gonna do this shit like this

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though Im stressin, keep a vest for protection
From the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my ****** in the pen, here we go again
Aint nothin separating us from a MAC-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler
Hold up , a straight soldier, buckin at the busters
No matter how you try, ****** never die
We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply
You see me striking down the block, hittin corners
Mobbin like a ************, livin like I wanna
And aint no stopping at the red lights
Im sideways, Thug Life, ****** ******, crime pays
Let the cops put they lights on; chase me, *****!
Zig-zaggin through the freeway; race me, *****!
In a high-speed chase with the law
The realest ************ that you ever saw