Dead Wrong歌詞

Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the m*******a smoke
Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The h****r layer - motherf**ker say your prayers
Hail Mary full of grace.. smack the b**ch in the face
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna R**e ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like, "The Vapors"
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho
Swift fist like Camacho, I got so
Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up niggas need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia; beat you to a seizure
Then f**k your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember sh*t! Just the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me hittin the *****!
Sucking on the ****! Had the h****r beggin for the d**k
And your moms ain't ugly love; my d**k got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was "Humpin Around" and "Jump-in Around"
Jacked her then I asked her who's the man; she said, "B-I-G"
Then I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)