The Notorious B.I.G.
Putting My Vest On
[Intro]
I remember all ah tha thuh wuagua
I don't know wayua sayon bluh
Fuck is whata reala the sun yeah yeah yeah
I'm the reason why yeah yeah you you are
Lil fuck niga yeah you jit yeah you chris niga yeah
And you wanna talk down on me yeah
Everybody talkin down on a younnayaya
Don't wanna stand i put on i put on yeah

[The rest of the song]
I be putting on my vest on
Whatchu mean with my teflon
Put it with a O with a 45 that shot on
Nig keep on talkin i hit em with that gumhorn yeah
They keep on feelin me that sumhon
I got bitches that are lightweight
They don't feel my song thats ok that's his grave nega
Put it with a ok but i ain't done it with no face yeah
Face that's ok that when i come in through like anywhere
Canon when you seen it like you gotta pull it down yeah
Blew a lot a E a like you talkin like a tree hoe
Talkin like a chicken wing talkin like a flexa
Countin with that money like i'm shoppin at the sex pit
Then i pull a yeah if there's nothing then it's knee man
Put it like ok put that d e m o n i n m y s e m e n
Put it like ok i'm a legend like a Derrick
Watchin like a queen like she do it she's my queen yeah
Talkin 'bout a princess we talkin like she flawless
Talkin like ok what's up that niga there with Malcolm
Knockin on the door but imma do it like it's one take
Freestyle in the beata imma do it 223s yeah
Shoot em on a bee all we do is sip codeine yeah
Lose him like ok told you different type of bree yeah
Lose him like ok smoke him up like a tree yeah
Like run there
Bitch you child run yeah yeah
Brappa with it
We gon smoke him round like yeah yeah
Ground yeah
We go child like we dumb yeah
We dumb dumb
That we sinnin like ok
And we stungie like big 30 round with a clip yeah
You dumby niga pullin 50 round with this shit yeah
Niga steady talkin but we slime a slugin nose yeah
Walk a dog but nobody we chomp him like a hoe yeah
Pant down floppin like i'm talkin VVSs
The best thing came yeah i'm mowin in your road yeah
Paying was ok while i'm fuckin up your girl yeah
I'm turnin up ok and where under at the sheets yeah
I'm sorry
When you see me with a youngin
He thuggin
But he countin with some G yeah
He pluggin
When he get nothin when he killin yeah
He flexed up
Why you test em tech that i had mommy yeah you mad cause it's Redd yeah
Niga want him dead and that's fill em up with ve yeah
You had to see it them lights in how he flexin
Niga take a perc and he can't even fuckin handle it
Pussy niga
I don't want you
Bitch niga fuck niga
You's a fuck niga lil bitch grits niga
Talkin shit and talkin down niga
Now you out
I put you down and drag you out niga
What niga
That the cutta that a red rum
They don't understand what i put on i put on
I be putting on my vest on
Whatchu mean with my teflon
Put it with a O with a 45 that shot on
Nig keep on talkin i hit em with that gumhorn yeah
They keep on feelin me that sumhon
I got bitches that are lightweight
They don't feel my song thats ok that's his grave nega
Put it with a ok but i ain't done it with no face yeah
Face that's ok that when i come in through like anywhere
Canon when you seen it like you gotta pull it down yeah
Blew a lot a E a like you talkin like a tree hoe
Talkin like a chicken wing talkin like a flexa
Countin with that money like i'm shoppin at the sex pit
Then i pull a yeah if there's nothing then it's knee man
Put it like ok put that d e m o n i n m y s e m e n
Put it like ok i'm a legend like a Derrick
Watchin like a queen like she do it she's my queen yeah
Talkin 'bout a princess we talkin like she flawless
Talkin like ok what's up that niga there with Malcolm
Knockin on the door but imma do it like it's one take
Freestyle in the beata imma do it 223s yeah
Shoot em on a bee all we do is sip codeine yeah
Lose him like ok told you different type of bree yeah
Lose him like ok smoke him up like a tree yeah
Like run there
Bitch you child run yeah yeah
Brappa with it
We gon smoke him round like yeah yeah
Ground yeah
We go child like we dumb yeah
We dumb dumb