🎵 Biggie/Tupac Live Freestyle // by Funkmaster Flex

70 ContributorsBiggie/Tupac Live Freestyle Lyrics A freestyle from the two Hip Hop-legends Tupac Shakur and The Notorious B.I.G. Their verses come from a longer freestyle at the Budweiser Superfest that also features, Shyheim, Big Daddy Kane and Scoob.… Read More  [Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.] Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? We gonna do it like this Anytime you're ready, check it [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] I got seven MAC-11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, the shits never ends You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks That's how I got the weedspot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread Little Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs I give MC's the runs drippin' when I throw my clip in The AK, I slay from far away Everybody hit the D-E-C-K My slow flow's remarkable, peace to Mateo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the yayo That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God, I'm dropping shit, like a pigeon I hope you're listenin', smacking babies at they christenin' [Interlude: Big Daddy Kane + 2Pac] Motherfuckin' Biggie Smalls What you gonna do with it, 2Pac? Yeah, where the motherfuckin' thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin' middle finger We gonna do this shit like this [Verse 2: 2Pac] I thank the Lord for my many blessings Though I'm stressin', keep a vest for protection From the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggas in the pen', here we go again Ain't nothin' separating us from a MAC-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler Hold up, a straight soldier, buckin' at the busters No matter how you try, niggas never die We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply You see me striking down the block, hittin' corners Mobbin' like a motherfucker, livin' like I wanna And ain't no stopping at the red lights I'm sideways, Thug Life, motherfucker, crime pays Let the cops put they lights on; chase me, nigga! Zig-zaggin' through the freeway; race me, nigga! In a high-speed chase with the law The realest motherfucker that you ever saw