Notorious B.I.G. - Running Your Mouth Lyrics






[Notorious B.I.G.]
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?

1, 2, 3, and...

[Fabolous]
Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man
Can't tell that to a dingy old man
Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man
Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Why would you try with that guy
Scene told u he keep it G
We can bang like the two chains on my neck
The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
12" up, new cane in the deck nigga
Right now with a squeezer and a coozie
And I'm goin out like Keyshia with the uzzi

[Chorus]
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth

She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
When I get busy throw your hands in the sky nigga
I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
All up in my back trying to take my track
When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
A nigga front, throw the gat to the fool
Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
As I release masterpieces like adhesive
Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
MC's have a hard time believing
I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto
You got a better chance playing lotto
What you want nigga?

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Ah, Yo
Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat
Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street
The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet
Bitch raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops
The kings of the crap music and the kings of the cross
Niggas fire then drop shit like the purest of powder
That's why most of these niggas little song be sounding like ours
Couple years ago, niggas probably thought I was dieing
Now same niggas are idolizing put our face in the shrine
Yeah I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot
How the fuck any of you niggas think you feeling my spot
Why you niggas getting mad at us, we shit on your floors
All in your house nigga, our strategies is different from yours
Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach
Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand if you can't reach

[Chorus]

Uhhh, uhhh
Fox then B.I.G.
Who fucking with Fox, who want it with I
Bust a shot for me and Big from the villfredo sky
Got my joan fross shit on, hop off my dick
Canary bangle-round I ain't gon' 20 carrots on this bitch
Pull up the Phantom, show 'em how we switch
From the Bentley blinds spur kill 'em with the six
Bedstuy what up y'all, what up with your girl
How she leave dude broke tell them boys on work
I'm in the G5 jedi, Brooklyn what's your chrome
Cause that niggas lieing home if the tutti with the dead-eye
My nigga Neck got hit up in his truck
And no Stranel ain't the same since Homo got touched
Nasty with the pistol, nasty with the clit
See I'm a beast with it, fucking 'til I'm crippled
Ill nuns squeezing the lhama
Bog roll dutty, Fox and Poppa

[Snoop Dogg]
Run for your gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
What it do nephew (Where Brooklyn at?)
Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Gun in your mouth, motherfucker quit running your mouth

[Chorus]

What you really want from a nigga?...





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  1. H.... L....

    Right up my street nigga

  2. B.... P....

    [Notorious B.I.G.]
    Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
    Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
    Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
    Where Brooklyn at?

    1, 2, 3, and...

    [Fabolous]
    Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man
    Can't tell that to a dingy old man
    Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man
    Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
    With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
    That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
    Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
    Know it's gon' blow for my dough
    Why would you try with that guy
    Scene told u he keep it G
    We can bang like the two chains on my neck
    The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
    The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
    12" up, new cane in the deck nigga
    Right now with a squeezer and a coozie
    And I'm goin out like Keyshia with the uzzi

    [Chorus]
    They talk about it, we all about it
    They making plans, we sit and counting
    Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
    You heard about it cause she running her mouth

    She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
    I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
    Her man look like, he want to fight
    But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth

    [Notorious B.I.G.]
    Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
    When I get busy throw your hands in the sky nigga
    I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
    Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
    All up in my back trying to take my track
    When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
    Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
    A nigga front, throw the gat to the fool
    Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
    Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
    As I release masterpieces like adhesive
    Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
    MC's have a hard time believing
    I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
    When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto
    You got a better chance playing lotto
    What you want nigga?

    [Chorus]

    [Busta Rhymes]
    Ah, Yo
    Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat
    Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street
    The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet
    Bitch raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
    You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops
    The kings of the crap music and the kings of the cross
    Niggas fire then drop shit like the purest of powder
    That's why most of these niggas little song be sounding like ours
    Couple years ago, niggas probably thought I was dieing
    Now same niggas are idolizing put our face in the shrine
    Yeah I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot
    How the fuck any of you niggas think you feeling my spot
    Why you niggas getting mad at us, we shit on your floors
    All in your house nigga, our strategies is different from yours
    Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach
    Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand if you can't reach

    [Chorus]

    Uhhh, uhhh
    Fox then B.I.G.
    Who fucking with Fox, who want it with I
    Bust a shot for me and Big from the villfredo sky
    Got my joan fross shit on, hop off my dick
    Canary bangle-round I ain't gon' 20 carrots on this bitch
    Pull up the Phantom, show 'em how we switch
    From the Bentley blinds spur kill 'em with the six
    Bedstuy what up y'all, what up with your girl
    How she leave dude broke tell them boys on work
    I'm in the G5 jedi, Brooklyn what's your chrome
    Cause that niggas lieing home if the tutti with the dead-eye
    My nigga Neck got hit up in his truck
    And no Stranel ain't the same since Homo got touched
    Nasty with the pistol, nasty with the clit
    See I'm a beast with it, fucking 'til I'm crippled
    Ill nuns squeezing the lhama
    Bog roll dutty, Fox and Poppa

    [Snoop Dogg]
    Run for your gun you suckers
    B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
    Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
    I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
    In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
    What it do nephew (Where Brooklyn at?)
    Uh, turning it out, run in your house
    Gun in your mouth, motherfucker quit running your mouth

    [Chorus]

    What you really want from a nigga?...

  3. K.... F....

    This is dope

  4. a.... ....

    Well biggi 24/7 on my jbl xtreme in public(;

  5. c.... ....

    Can’t believe I’ve gone s o long without bumping this madneess😎

  6. T.... i....

    Only 20 coments

  7. C.... C....

    Another hidden gem.

  8. J.... W....

    The notorious B. I. G

  9. C.... M....

    The fuckin flow 😵😵😵😲😲😲

  10. j.... F....

    BIGGY SMALL GOT ÉLÉPHANT MANTALITY ANd we all love BIG THE KING B.I.G THE NOTORIOUS REAL KING

  11. C.... E....

    They should've put eminem in this song. 🤔👍👌😎

    C.... E....

    @Maulen. IDC Florez true, I respect that, but it sort of suit the song,other than that the song's still pretty cool

    C.... E....

    @Carlos Espada I definitely know what you're talking about but I think that eminem's spot would already be filled by Nate Dogg's segment. He could work in it and I think he would be very good but it doesn't fit the vibe.

    C.... E....

    @Maulen. IDC Florez yeah, don't get me wrong the song's still lit👌, I just could kinda imagine eminem having some sort of verse in the song. 🤔

    C.... E....

    Its great w/o em! Busta killed

    C.... E....

    @Bobby Cole don't get me wrong busta did great, I just could imagine em in it, sorry if u misunderstood

  12. D.... P....

    I got the illice of the ill mentality niggaz be grabbing me knowing that they rather be stabbing me, Biggie was fire🔥🔥🔥

  13. S.... B....

    The greatest ever

    S.... B....

    F.A.C.T.S.🔥🔥

  14. J.... M....

    Rest in peace Notorious BIG🙏💖✨

    J.... M....

    Plot twist: Rip Nate Dogg too!!!

  15. F.... ....

    Slapper On God I Remember Having This On The 360 Rapping This At Like 10 Years Old Playing Dead Island Memories Like Mothafucka

  16. E.... 3....

    this is dope

  17. C.... b....

    How does this not have more Views... the flow and production is on point...

    C.... b....

    Right watching the So Brooklyn video bought me here

    C.... b....

    Because people dont appreciate real lyricism and heart these days

  18. K.... ....

    Rest In Peace Biggie & Nate Dogg

  19. m.... U....

    OK alumb got this alumb for Christmas

    m.... U....

    You should've got the book spelling for dummies instead

  20. O.... H....

    We can bang like the two chainz on my neck!

  21. J.... G....

    Damn these artists though

    J.... G....

    JWB Games _ especially Fabolous

    J.... G....

    Rip Nate Dogg & Biggie!

  22. J.... S....

    WELL DAAAAMN!!!!

    J.... S....

    ikr lmao

  23. T.... C....

    Ya Dig