Chords for Biggie Smalls - Mumbling And Whispering (Unreleased)

_ And you don't stop, hit it
Mumbling and whispering is what I hear
When B.I.G. appear on the scene, niggas get scared
Why?
I'm not the sticker man, I don't want the rings on your hand
I don't understand when I come through the avenue
I must know who do, cause all eyes are on you know who
And my so-called friends beg for ends for me to lend
But this bankroll they won't spend
I don't need to let the welfare feed them when it come to
What's up, the peace sign is how I greet them
Sometimes they won't get that
Sweating me for some chit-chat, bite my lyrics like Kit-Kats
Open your eyes, realize ain't no sugar in my tank
Out of all my friends, there's just one I wanna thank
My man Big D taught me a lesson that was great
That [Gb] good things come to those who wait
And we braided through the suffering and pain
And bitches ride the dick like the A-Train
That's why I flip, keep a burner to my hip
Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got the strip
Stay dip, [C] take out of state [Gbm] trips
Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I only take a sip
[Gb] I'm a skipper [C] like a captain
Rapping [Bm] is my specialty
[Gbm] And the best is me, [B] so the rest are sick
B.I..T. don't need no practice [Ab] I'm like a sharpshooter, shoot the needle [B] off a cactus Only thing I lack is stage fright and [Ab] conceit I completely defeat the weak Even the strong don't [B] last long Cause I'm [Ab] Brooklyn born, man bro [B] I'm not a paper, it's of no sort Don't smoke new parts when I get stressed I grab my vest, put a MC to the test quick Especially if he talk slick about who he flipped and whipped I trip the competition, step across to step to the big boss You know, of course, they took a loss Stepping to bank in a hit, man, 50 grand like sinking in quicksand You need a hand, my man, damn Try to give you the warning sign When I said chill, I wasn't saying LL [B] rhyme I was telling you not to flare up He's about to [Ab] tear up I'm telling you not to erupt Cause he's just as corrupt as a DJ should be 50 grand, and I'm the B.I..G., Mr. [B] C Yo, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, [Gb] here we go Motherfucker, here we go, motherfucker, here we go Motherfucker, here we go, here we go, here we go [Ab] Shoot, pick it [B] up, can you [Ab] withstand [B] This kind of a man, [Ab] getting in your ass like [Gb] sand But this ain't a date at the beach So each and every MC in the place, check the speech And I'll bet the dope from my show, they can't get with Mr. C on the floor, so I get bit Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, [C] nah, nah, love You [Gb] can't do it like that, love You know what I'm saying, you got to [Gbm] ride that motherfucker You know what I'm saying, you got to ride [Bb] that motherfucker Take it down, take it down, [E] take it down Mr. C, and [Gbm] you know You still gotta [B] get drops on the rubber That pops the most and clocks the most Drops the [Ab] most shit like a pigeon, huh, listen To the words I'm slipping through saliva Ain't an MC lava, I'm the Rap Mugava Doing tricks with my lip so quick If you blink, you would miss [Ab] the great style of Chris Uh, don't try to diss, cause I dismiss, [B] disapprove, disappoint [Ab] Rappers that think they the joint, huh, [B] they'll get the point quicker Faster, even MCs, I'm leaving until you can't breathe in You're calling a homicide, I call it a suicide Try to battle me, boy, you deserve to die Put you in your eye before I plagiarize To let you know that I can fight before I plagiarize Call me Chris, huh, this I insist, huh Anything different [Ab] will lead to [Dbm] [B] closeness A wrap up, you don't want to get tapped up _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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