The Notorious B.I.G. — Who Shot Ya Serj Tankian Remix

[Intro: Diddy] As we proceed to give you what you need 9-5, motherfuckers Get live, motherfuckers As we proceed to give you what you need 9-5, motherfuckers Get live, motherfuckers As we proceed— [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] Who shot ya? Separate the weak from the obsolete Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets It’s on nigga—fuck all that bickerin’ beef I can hear sweat tricklin’ down your cheek Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet Thunderin’, shakin’ the concrete Then the shit stop when I foil the plot Neighbors call the cops, said they heard mad shots 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” Burn slow like blunts with yayo Peel more skins than Idaho Potato The lyrical molesting is taking place Fucking with B.I.G., 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 Niggas mad because I know that cash rules Everything around me, two Glock 9s Any motherfucker whispering about mines And I’m Crooklyn’s finest You rewind this, Bad Boy’s behind this Everything around me, two Glock 9s Any motherfucker whispering about mines And I’m Crooklyn’s finest You rewind this, Bad Boy’s behind this [Interlude: Diddy] As we proceed to give you what you need 9-5, motherfuckers Get live, motherfuckers As we proceed to give you what you need [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.] Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm You’ll die slow but calm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Brave nigga, turned front page nigga Brave nigga, turned front page nigga [Interlude: Diddy] As we proceed to give you what you need 9-5, motherfuckers Get live, motherfuckers As we proceed to give you what you need [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.] I seen the light excite all the freaks Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps Niggas wanna creep, gotta watch my back Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack? I switches all that, cocksucker G’s up One false move, get Swiss cheesed up Clip to TEC, respect I demand it Slip and break the 11th Commandment Thou shalt not fuck with nor see Poppa Feel a thousand deaths when I drop you I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I’m the don [Interlude: The Notorious B.I.G.] Come here, come here Open your fucking mouth, open your Didn’t I tell you don't fuck with me? Huh, didn’t I tell you not to fuck with me? Look at you now, huh? Can’t talk with a gun in your mouth, huh? Bitch-ass nigga, what? Look at you now, huh? Can’t talk with a gun in your mouth, huh? Bitch-ass nigga, what? What? [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.] Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm You’ll die slow but calm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm Brave nigga, turned front page nigga Brave nigga, turned front page nigga [Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.] I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys