Notorious B.I.G. - Dead Wrong (Waajeed Remix) Lyrics
Bad Boy baby, yeah, yeahJunior M.A.F.I.A., yeahYeah, B.I.G. 2000B.I.G. 2000 born again, c'monThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongRelax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smokeThrow you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smokeBiggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayerThe hooker layer, mother*** say your prayersHail Mary full of grace, smack the *** in the faceTake her Gucci bag and the North FaceOff her back, jab her if she actFunny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honeyI don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paperThe Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like, 'The Vapors'Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honchoSwift fist like Camacho, I got soMuch style I should be down wit the StylisticsMake up to break up n***** need to wake upSmell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizureThen *** your moms, hit the skins till amnesiaShe don't remember ***, just the two hitsHer hittin' the floor and me hittin' the ***Suckin' on the ***, had the hooker beggin' for the ***And your moms ain't ugly love, my *** got rock quickI guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby BrownI was 'Humpin' Around' and 'Jump-in Around'Jacked her then I asked her who's the man, she said, '??B.I.G.'?Then I *** in her E Y EThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongWhen I get ***, I like to spread the blood like mustardTrust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rustedMove over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huhLeave your toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip itTears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the *** GDisrespect me, my potency is deadly*** *** ***, no ifs, ands or maybesHit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummySlit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the ***I stabbed her brother with the icepickBecause he wanted me to *** him from the backBut Smalls don't get down like thatGot your father hidin' in a room, *** him with the broomSlit him down the back and threw salt in the woundWho you think you're dealin' with?Anybody step into my path is *** feelin' itHardcore, I got it sucked like a ***Stab ya till you're gushy, so please don't push meI'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semenThe black demon, got the little hookers screamin'Because you know I love it young, fresh and greenWith no hair in between, know what I mean?The weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThere's several different levels to Devil worshippin' horse's headsHuman sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcismAnimals havin' sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbitsBut I don't get into that, I kick the habitI just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the fleshAnd I never eat you unless the ***, meat looks freshI got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a *** in my pocketAnd baby I'm just, dyin' to ***** him, he's ready for war, I'm ready for warI got machetes and swords for any *** that said he was rawMy uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me beforeI just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons beforeMarshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floorWith your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wallRed on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new ***Met on the second, wet on the third, then she's dead on the fourthI'm dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrongThe weak or the strong, who got it goin' onYou're dead wrong
