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♥♥♥♥ Biggie,
♥♥♥♥ Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then ♥♥♥♥ you too.
Chino XL, ♥♥♥♥ you too.
All you mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥,
♥♥♥♥ you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥,
♥♥♥♥ you, die slow ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
My four four (.44 magnum) make sure all your kids don't grow.
You ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ can't be us or see us.
We mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, ♥♥♥♥♥
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, ♥♥♥♥♥, we the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' mob
Ain't nothing but killers
And the real ♥♥♥♥♥♥, all you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ feel us.
Our ♥♥♥♥ goes triple and four quadruple
You ♥♥♥♥♥♥ laugh 'cause our staff got guns under they ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You ♥♥♥♥♥♥ can't feel it
We the realist
♥♥♥♥ 'em.
We Bad Boy killers.