The Notorious B.I.G. - Tonight (feat. Joe Hooker & Mobb Deep) скачать mp3

[puff daddy] Yo.. Yo.. check this out Yeah! motherfuckers, c'mon! Motherfuckers, c'mon b.i.g. motherfuckers B.i.g., motherfuckers Two thou', b.i.g. motherfuckers ? ? , two thou', motherfuckers ? ? , b.i.g. motherfuckers B.i.g. at war, motherfuckers B.i.g. ... we proceed .. To give you, what you need I am.. as we proceed .. To give you all what you need motherfuckers B.i.g., motherfuckers Ohhhhh shit!!! [notorious b.i.g. - overlaps above] Yo.. too much smoke in here man Crack the fuckin window man That's how the fuck you went to jail last time nigga The fuck wrong with you nigga.. the fuck man? Ahh ehh.. stupid nigga man Nigga fuck that Yo.. yo! yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo.. yo Yo-yo-yo, yo.. yo Yo.. I make yo' mouthpiece obese like della reese When I release, you loose teeth like lil' cease Nigga please, blood floods yo' dungarees And that's just the half on my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater, and spectators Buy my cd twice; they see me in the streets They be like, yo he nice, but that's on the low doe Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz Extortion came quicker, bought the range nigga Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as ripple be Til lil' cease crippled me Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be The game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da rules Move from bk to new jeruz -- thinkin bout All the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through Now the year's new, I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha) Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothin Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin Sippin white russians, bitch in the benz bumpin I laced it wit the basic, six tv's a system Knockin mase shit, face it, we hard to hit Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, long kiss Chorus: joe hooker Y'all can't see this.. That this might be the night.. This might be the night that's right, that's right This might be the night.. (kiss your ass goodbye) [havoc] Niggaz playin they hands wrong, that's why they won't last long Finessed, what I was dealt with from the day I was born While you bent up on that corner, niggaz plottin and scheamin Up in them little holes, be creepin wit mad demons Niggaz knows, not to fuck with my dough Niggaz know not to fuck with this little bro I'm ten seconds hit'n'go Black mask black truck chrome rims chuck timbs Enough to confuse, any witness Strongest of calibers, is what we only travel wit You gotta get hit, your man did, so you got a hand in it Extort y'all, once friends, now we gotta cross y'all You know the niggaz with the biggest balls set the new laws And flip fours, have em washin drawers while you up north Gat to your jugular, getting your salad tossed Overhearin niggaz situation, sayin, like we thought Sittin on the stand with no remorse Chorus [prodigy] Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I don't beef I shoot niggaz If I can't get the main character, a few niggaz then I don't need no gin to boost me I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go I got fire in my heart, guns in my car Cash in my carharts, it ain't hard to get em Like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers When the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these niggaz thought? Could it be the fame, maybe it's the 2 benz or Would it be the same