Warning

Song Warning
Artist The Notorious B.I.G.
Album Notorious [Soundtrack]

Lyrics

[00:15.77] Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46
[00:19.96] in the mornin, crack of dawn an' {*dialing phone*}
[00:22.12] now I'm yawnin - wipe the cold out my eye {*ring*}
[00:25.24] See who's this pagin me - and why
[00:27.87] It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
[00:30.23] Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
[00:33.55] of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
[00:36.23] Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
[00:39.00] Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
[00:42.08] That you rolled dice wit, smoked blunts, and got nice wit
[00:45.49] Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
[00:47.48] Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect
[00:49.92] I didn't say dem, they schooled me to some niggaz
[00:52.51] that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
[00:56.09] Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
[00:59.07] And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
[01:01.48] So - thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you
[01:04.70] I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do
[01:07.01] (Chorus)
[01:07.16] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:09.70] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:12.43] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:15.04] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:17.65] (Notorious B.I.G.)
[01:18.18] They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
[01:21.01] with the Texas license plates outta state
[01:23.49] They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
[01:26.43] And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
[01:29.52] They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
[01:33.07] The fifth corridor --
[01:34.05] -- call the coroner!
[01:35.12] There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin
[01:38.14] if my burgular alarm starts ringin
[01:40.90] Whatcha think all the guns is for?
[01:43.09] All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
[01:46.31] And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
[01:49.37] the criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
[01:51.65] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my cream
[01:54.02] And it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem
[01:57.03] It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture
[02:00.80] Now they wanna grab they guns and come and getcha
[02:03.21] Betcha Biggie won't slip
[02:04.78] I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
[02:08.09] So I can rip through the ligaments
[02:10.13] Put the fuckaz in a bad predicament, where all the foul niggaz went
[02:14.25] Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
[02:16.56] Buck what I'm a hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck
[02:19.72] I bring pain, blood stains on what remains
[02:22.66] of his jacket - he had a gun he shoulda packed it
[02:25.75] Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
[02:28.04] So I can reload and EXPLODE on your asshole
[02:30.98] I fuck around and get hardcore
[02:33.16] C-4 to ya door no beef no more nigga
[02:36.71] Feel the rough, scandalous
[02:38.84] The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
[02:41.63] I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew
[02:44.93] What you gonna do when Big Poppa come for you?
[02:47.62] I'm not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in
[02:50.35] hold on, I hear somebody comin...
[02:52.51] {*night air, dogs barking*}
[02:54.21] (C'mon nigga) I'm only comin to pass the gat
[02:58.43] (Just bring your motherfuckin ass on, come on)
[03:01.20] Are we gettin close, huh?
[03:03.63] (It's right over here)
[03:05.67] Are you sure this Biggie Smalls crib man?
[03:08.07] (Yeah I'm sure motherfucker, c'mon!)
[03:10.60] Ahh fuck - it better be his motherfuckin house
[03:14.88] Fuck right here..
[03:17.78] This better be this motherfucker's house
[03:21.69] (Oh shit!) What, what's wrong?
[03:23.65] (It's that red dot on your head man!)
[03:25.34] What red dot? .. Oh shit! You got a red dot on your head too!
[03:33.10] {*BOTH*} Ohh shit! {*BLAM BLAM*}
[03:40.54] 拜拉席恩

Pinyin

[00:15.77] Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5: 46
[00:19.96] in the mornin, crack of dawn an' dialing phone
[00:22.12] now I' m yawnin wipe the cold out my eye ring
[00:25.24] See who' s this pagin me and why
[00:27.87] It' s my nigga Pop from the barbershop
[00:30.23] Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
[00:33.55] of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
[00:36.23] Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
[00:39.00] Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
[00:42.08] That you rolled dice wit, smoked blunts, and got nice wit
[00:45.49] Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
[00:47.48] Nah they' re my niggaz nah love wouldn' t disrespect
[00:49.92] I didn' t say dem, they schooled me to some niggaz
[00:52.51] that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
[00:56.09] Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
[00:59.07] And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
[01:01.48] So thank Fame for warnin me cause now I' m warnin you
[01:04.70] I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do
[01:07.01] Chorus
[01:07.16] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:09.70] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:12.43] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:15.04] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:17.65] Notorious B. I. G.
[01:18.18] They heard about the Rolex' s and the Lexus
[01:21.01] with the Texas license plates outta state
[01:23.49] They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
[01:26.43] And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
[01:29.52] They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
[01:33.07] The fifth corridor
[01:34.05] call the coroner!
[01:35.12] There' s gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin
[01:38.14] if my burgular alarm starts ringin
[01:40.90] Whatcha think all the guns is for?
[01:43.09] All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
[01:46.31] And I feed ' em gunpowder, so they can devour
[01:49.37] the criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
[01:51.65] Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my cream
[01:54.02] And it ain' t a dream, things ain' t always what it seem
[01:57.03] It' s the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture
[02:00.80] Now they wanna grab they guns and come and getcha
[02:03.21] Betcha Biggie won' t slip
[02:04.78] I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
[02:08.09] So I can rip through the ligaments
[02:10.13] Put the fuckaz in a bad predicament, where all the foul niggaz went
[02:14.25] Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
[02:16.56] Buck what I' m a hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck
[02:19.72] I bring pain, blood stains on what remains
[02:22.66] of his jacket he had a gun he shoulda packed it
[02:25.75] Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
[02:28.04] So I can reload and EXPLODE on your asshole
[02:30.98] I fuck around and get hardcore
[02:33.16] C4 to ya door no beef no more nigga
[02:36.71] Feel the rough, scandalous
[02:38.84] The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
[02:41.63] I don' t give a fuck about you or your weak crew
[02:44.93] What you gonna do when Big Poppa come for you?
[02:47.62] I' m not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in
[02:50.35] hold on, I hear somebody comin...
[02:52.51] night air, dogs barking
[02:54.21] C' mon nigga I' m only comin to pass the gat
[02:58.43] Just bring your motherfuckin ass on, come on
[03:01.20] Are we gettin close, huh?
[03:03.63] It' s right over here
[03:05.67] Are you sure this Biggie Smalls crib man?
[03:08.07] Yeah I' m sure motherfucker, c' mon!
[03:10.60] Ahh fuck it better be his motherfuckin house
[03:14.88] Fuck right here..
[03:17.78] This better be this motherfucker' s house
[03:21.69] Oh shit! What, what' s wrong?
[03:23.65] It' s that red dot on your head man!
[03:25.34] What red dot? .. Oh shit! You got a red dot on your head too!
[03:33.10] BOTH Ohh shit! BLAM BLAM
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