The Notorious B.I.G. - Spit Your Game

[Intro]

Notorious

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat (Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat (Uuuuuu)

(Swizzie!, Swizzie!)

Spit your game, talk your shit (Y'all ready?)

Grab your gat

Call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat

Call your clique

(Where Brooklyn at? Hey, King of New York B.I.G., Twista, Bone)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed, I got to light one

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

Pass that weed, I got to light one

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. & Swizz Beatz]

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I gots to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip

Hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.]

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us

Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious

Thug ass niggers that love to bust, it's strange to us

Y'all niggers be scrambling, gambling

Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins

We just sitting here trying to win, trying not to sin

High off weed and lots of gin

So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins

Nigga, you should too, if you knew what this game'll do to you

Been in this shit since '92

Look at all the bullshit I been through

Sure caught beef with you know who

Fucked a few female stars or two

Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit

Not to be fucked with

Motherfucker better duck quick, 'cause

Me and my dogs love to buck shit

Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim

No aspirations to quit the game

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed, I got to light one

All them niggers, I got to fight one

All them whores, I got to like one

Our situation is a tight one

What you gonna do, fight or run?

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. & Swizz Beatz]

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

[Verse 2: Twista / Swizz Beatz]

(Ladies and gentlemen, Twista)

Making money, living marvelous

In God we trust

Don't too many niggers wanna start with us

Got big guns in the cars with us

Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us

They really wanna show you what a G.I.B

I'd rather be sipping Remy in V.I.P

We can hear the music and that'll be by me

Twista with the legendary nigga B.I.G (Uuuuu)

Brooklyn to K-Town, when you checking out the flow

You know it's gon' reign with persistence

Two legends on the same track, two different planes of existence

Let's get it cracking, I love to bust flows

Hit it from the back 'cause I love to fuck whore

Do it for the city, I love Chicago

Calico's bumping, I love to bust dough (Jesus)

You think you could spit on the mic like you Biggie and flow just as steady as I

Shit, it's real, you know you love them, you ain't got Ready To Die

Life After Death, give it to you, however you want it, nigga

Got it, they got you, give it to you, however you want it, nigga, huuuu

'Cause the shit it get deep

So I carry big heat

Screaming "come and get me"

Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)

Free mils, I love to make one

All these cars, I love to ride one

All these whores, I love to cut one

A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. & Swizz Beatz]

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I gots to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I gots to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

[Verse 3: Krayzie Bone / Swizz Beatz]

(Them Bone boys is back! Them Bone boys is back! Let's go)

In the middle of it I'mma

Bring niggers more drama than their baby mamas

Nigga, wanna battle, I'mma bomb ya

One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas

Like terracotta, niggers always ready for the war

But they really don't wanna see a nigga though

We can get them in a minute then we finish with the venom of the rhythm of a nigga with a sick-o-flow

Doing it with Swizz, oh no!

You niggers is in some trouble

Somebody better call po-po, it's gonna be murder when I get to serving them verbally (Yeah!)

Nigga, y'all heard of me

Wig splitter, killer nigga, word to me

And I'm classic like Bird and Magic with a tactic to snatch his rep back and stack some platinum

Dumping on them at random

With the bullets I brand them

Fitting to hold the game ransom, running up in your mansion, cash demanding, flashing cannons (Let's go)

Niggers ain't ready for this one 'cause (C'mon) I'm on a mission to get even better believe it

I'm heavily heated, it's easy to see me

If you want to see me, let that be the reason (C'mon, B.I.G.!)

[Hook]

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I gots to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I gots to light one

(come on)

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

(come on)

Pass that weed, I got to light one

(Uuuuuu)

[Outro: Swizz Beatz / Krayzie Bone]

(Notorious! Notorious!)

You just heard the sounds of the King of New York

B.I.G. (B.I.G.)

There's only one crown

• Artist:The Notorious B.I.G.
• Album:ts: The Final Chapter (2005)