The Notorious B.I.G. – Who Shot Ya

Download another hot mp3 song by The Notorious B.I.G a.k.a Biggie and this song is titled “Who Shot Ya”.

Actually this amazing song is popped out his album which is titled ‘Ready To Die’ which is released in ’13 Sep 1994′.

 

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Who shot ya lyrics

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

Now turn the mics up (As we proceed)

Turn that mic up, yea that beat is knockin’, need that mic up tho (To give you what you need)

Turn that shit the fuck up (East coast motherfuckers)

Uh, what? (Bad Boy motherfuckers)

Turn it up louder

Yea, uh

As we proceed, to give you

What you need

J.M. motherfuckers

J.M. motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Who shot ya?

Seperate the weak from the ob-solete

Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets

It’s on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef

I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek

Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet

Thundering, shaking the concrete

Finish it, 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

Niggas know, the lyrics molestin’ is takin’ place

Fuckin’ with B.I.G. it ain’t safe

I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses

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

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

East coast motherfuckers

Bad Boy motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers

Smoke blunts motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers

Ready to die motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

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 ya

I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I’m the don

Pussy when I want, Rolex on the arm

You’ll die slow but calm

Recognize my face, so there won’t be no mistake

So you know where to tell Jake, lame nigga

Brave nigga, turned front page nigga

Puff Daddy flips daily

I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys

On the rocks, tote Glocks at christenings

Hammer cock, in the fire position and

Get live motherfuckers

Ready to Die motherfuckers

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?

Huh? Look at you now

Huh?

Can’t talk with a gun in your mouth huh?

Bitch-ass nigga, what?

(Get live motherfuckers)

As we proceed (Who shot ya?)

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers (Who shot ya?)

Ready to die motherfuckers

As we proceed (Who shot ya?)

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

East coast motherfuckers

(Who shot ya?)

West coast motherfucker

West coast motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

As we proceed

To give you what you need

Get live motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get money motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

J.M. motherfuckers

J.M. motherfuckers

As we proceed

To give you what you need