Spit Your Game (featuring Twista and Bone Thugs N Harmony) (Amended Album Version) By The Notorious B.I.G.

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Spit Your Game (featuring Twista and Bone Thugs N Harmony) (Amended Album Version)

The Notorious B.I.G.

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Notorious

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat

[Chorus]
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us,
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious,
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us,
Y'all niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins,
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin,
High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen,
Steadily countin' them Benjamin's
Nigga you should too if you knew what this game would do to you
Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've been through,
So called beef with you know who, fucked a few female stars or two,
Then a blue-light niggas knew like Mike shit not to be fucked with.
Muthafucka better duck quick, 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim, no aspiration to quit the game.

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
All them niggas I gotta fight one, all them hoes I gotta like one
Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?

[Chorus]

Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust
Don't too many niggas wanna start wit us,
Got big guns in the cars wit us
Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us,
Don't really wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn and K-town, when you checkin' out the flow
You know it's gon' reign with persistence
Two legends on the same track, two different plains of existence
Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows
Hit it from the back 'cause I love to buck hoe
Spit it for the city I love Chicago
Calico's buck, I love to bust those,
You think you can spit on the mic like Biggie and flow just as steady as I
Shit is real, you know you love him, you ain't got "Ready to Die"
"Life After Death", give it to you, however you want it nigga
Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga
Cause the shit it get deep, so I carry big heat
Screamin "Come and get me"
Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)
Free mils, I love to make one
All these cars, I love to ride one
All these hoes, I love to cut one
A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

[Chorus]

In the middle it it I'ma, bring niggas more drama than their baby mommas
Nigga wanna battle, I'ma bomb ya
One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas, like Terra-cota
Niggas always ready for the war, but they really don't wanna see a nigga though
We can do em in a minute, then we finish with 'em
Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ol' flow
Doin it wit Swizz, oh no, you niggas is in some trouble
Somebody better call po-po
It's gonna be murder when I get to servin 'em verbally, man
Nigga y'all heard of me, wig splitta, killa nigga word to me
And I'm classic, like Bird and Magic
Wit a tactic to snatch it, strap back and stack some platinum
Double on the mag random, with the bullets I brand em
Finna hold the game ransom
Runnin' up in your mansion,
Catch them magnums, flashing cannons
Niggas ain't ready for this one
'Cause I'm on a mission to get even better
Believe it I'm heavily heated it's easy to see me
If you trying to see me, let that be the reason

[Chorus]

Notorious (You just heard the sounds of the king of New York)
Notorious (B.I.G.)
Notorious (Woo!)
Notorious (There's only one crown)

Written By Combs, Sean / Wallace, Christopher / Henderson, Anthony / Brooks, Joey / Jordan, Steven A / Mc Cane, Bryon / Howse, Steven

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group


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