If I Should Die Before I Wake (feat. Black Rob, Ice Cube, & Beanie Sigel) (2005 Remaster) (Explicit) (2005 Remaster|Explicit)

If I Should Die Before I Wake (feat. Black Rob, Ice Cube, & Beanie Sigel) (2005 Remaster|Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G./Black Rob/Ice Cube/Beanie Sigel

Lyrics by：D-Dot/Dwight Grant/Eric "Coptic" Matlock/Henri Charlemagne/Notorious B.I.G./O'Shea Jackson/Robert Ross

Uhh uhh

Yeah

Uhh uhh

Uh yeah yeah

Uhh

I'm on

**** 'em yeah uhh

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

**** her never knew her

Screw her

Dump her body dump her body sewer

Our father uh huh

What you expected from his next of kin

I'm loco bro but ain't no Mexican

I got nines in the bedroom

Glocks in the kitchen

A shotty by the shower if you

Wanna shoot me while I'm ****tin'

Uhh the lesson from the

Smith and Wessun is depressin'

n****az keep stressin'

The same mother****in' question

How many shots does it take

To make my heart stop

And my body start to shake

If I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

Fluck that

Snap a n***a ****

Smash him with the fifth

Watch his body lift

Shut his hottie's lips

***** screamin hit her body quick

Got me like the trifest not knowin' how my life is

My life is rap sheet long as the Turnpike

The sheistest hey fella

Who bidded with the lifers

Did it with the glocks

Spit it witcha pops you was in diapers

Loved me when you came to Rikers

Hated me all in the free cypher

Mad you can't be like us

Some murderers who turn bikers see biggie smalls

Recruited these snipers alumni do it just like us

Some pied pipers squeezin life out y'all

It's all out war be all wild as all outdoor

If a coward got beef y'all be checkin' his palm

Paralyzin' my n****az thorough kid how 'bout yours

Real quick to screw a n***a then hop out four

Clean the wipers hit the party up and hop out yours

***** n***a whoah

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

Yo when you ****in' wit Mac you ****in' wit the best

Still wall to wall with them dusty Tecs

Man you know how

I handle my **** SK can on my ****

Jump out of vans like Hannibal Smith

Man I spit a thousand rounds your squad don't need it

Shredders in a riot pump leave you quadriplegic

When I squeeze don't breathe keep it lined and even

So when n****az get hit they be cryin' screamin'

Lyin' bleedin' from that iron steamin'

And I ain't tryin' to hear that bull**** I ain't mean it

n****az start *****in' when

That pistol in they face

Or I sick two puts to come

And get you in your place

If I catch you in my **** I'm wakin' my *****

Hear take this **** crackin' the brick facin' that ****

Takin' two sniffs grabbin' my ****

Best believe if I get hit y'all n****az takin' some ****

Picture n****az takin' my ****

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

n****az never thought they'd see Cube and Biggie

In the year 2000 all drunk and pissy

Off whiskey you can miss me actin' gay

He's the King of New York I'm the King of LA

Doin' it the OG way it's sorta like

The Brooklyn Way it's just the crook in me

So this is dedicated to the memory of

The notorious one the glorious one

And if you go for your gun

I got to go for mine

Cock my nine and seperate yo' head from yo' spine

So Grab yo' dicks if you love hip-hop and

**** you n****az that shot Big Pop'

The conspiracy of this nation for assassination

Of the young black male in this black hell

And I can tell no matter the weather

That you and Tupac got yo' **** together

California love

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father if I should die before I wake

With my hands gripped praise the Lord ****

Our father