Poll Goat Guest Feature Tournament (Rd2): Can't Stop The Reign vs What We Do
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Uh, I speak deep with killers about million-dollar figures (What, uh?)
Blessing niggas in Ac Legends and Vigors (Uh-huh)
Cream lizards, cream Coogis, I do my duty (Uh)
As long as they fly as me and high as me
Success of my circle, try to break it, I hurt you (Uh)
Ain't no gettin' out that, I doubt that (I doubt that)
We want the exotic, erotic ladies
Not them toxic ladies that burn a lot
I learned a lot, from junkies to ruffians (Ruffians)
From being tied up by Colombians (Uh)
'Cause eighty grams was missin'
Listen, had to change my position
From wantin' to be large to head niggas in charge
My garage, call it Cee-Lo, four, fives and sixes
Honeys by the mixes (Uh), if it ain't broke don't fix it
Smoke out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino
Size like a sumo, Frank White, numero uno
A lime to a lemon, my D.C. women
Bringin' in ten G's minimum to condos with elevators in 'em
Vehicles with televisions in 'em
Watch they entourage turn yours to just mirages
Disappearin' acts, strictly 9s and MACs
Killers be serial, Copperfield material
My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it
Any place I visit, I got land there
How can players stand there and say I sound like them? Hello
Push wigs back and push six coupes that's mellow
Bust clips that expand from hand to elbow
Spray up your Day's Inn, any telly you're in
Crack braggin', sick of braggin' how my mink be draggin'
Desert E's street sweepers inside the Beamer wagon
I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die
Put that on my diamond bezel, you're messin' with the Devil, what?
Blessing niggas in Ac Legends and Vigors (Uh-huh)
Cream lizards, cream Coogis, I do my duty (Uh)
As long as they fly as me and high as me
Success of my circle, try to break it, I hurt you (Uh)
Ain't no gettin' out that, I doubt that (I doubt that)
We want the exotic, erotic ladies
Not them toxic ladies that burn a lot
I learned a lot, from junkies to ruffians (Ruffians)
From being tied up by Colombians (Uh)
'Cause eighty grams was missin'
Listen, had to change my position
From wantin' to be large to head niggas in charge
My garage, call it Cee-Lo, four, fives and sixes
Honeys by the mixes (Uh), if it ain't broke don't fix it
Smoke out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino
Size like a sumo, Frank White, numero uno
A lime to a lemon, my D.C. women
Bringin' in ten G's minimum to condos with elevators in 'em
Vehicles with televisions in 'em
Watch they entourage turn yours to just mirages
Disappearin' acts, strictly 9s and MACs
Killers be serial, Copperfield material
My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it
Any place I visit, I got land there
How can players stand there and say I sound like them? Hello
Push wigs back and push six coupes that's mellow
Bust clips that expand from hand to elbow
Spray up your Day's Inn, any telly you're in
Crack braggin', sick of braggin' how my mink be draggin'
Desert E's street sweepers inside the Beamer wagon
I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die
Put that on my diamond bezel, you're messin' with the Devil, what?
Gone with BIG though feels like his verse was made up of multiple already made Biggie verses...
Yeah but its whole verse feels like someone took bits of his other songs or were doing a Biggie impression or A.I all the way down to his flow... 'Had to change my position', 'Smoke out with 'leo', 'Biggie Tarantino', 'Frank White, numero uno', 'my D.C women'... Just sounds like Biggie was rehashing bits of his old verses and blending them together...
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Thanks man
"Run" - Jada
konceptjones
The one between three and three.
What We Do is my favorite Freeway joint ever but Freeway's and Beans' verses fit together better than Jay's. Jay shit is just out of place. Big shit fits the vibe of the song better so I'mma give it to him.
757'sFinest
OG
B.I.G. killed that song