Mr. Big lyrics

Artist  : Eightball 
Song : Mr. Big



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														   8Ball: Now, I was broke as a
muthafucka, my life at the end see

My so
called friends, they had no ends to lend me.

My job at Mickie Ds was fuckin me with no
grease

I worked so damn hard, but the
money, it never increased.

I quit my fuckin
job, I had no job nigga

Put on the mask, get
the gloc, it's time to rob nigga.

I hit the
streets, but no victim had been chosen

Damn
I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my
strollin.

Then all of a sudden, out of
nowhere, I was struck

I felt the burn of
bullets, so I knew I had got bucked.

Reachin for my tech, the bullets hit me in my
chest

My eyes closed shut, and I thought I
seen death.

I woke up at the med still
woozy from my jackin

T-Money walked in and
he told me what had happened.

I knew him
from the hood, but I did not know him well

He drove a red jag, and I knew that he was
bale.

He said he was rollin when he seen me
in distress

He said he killed the
muthafuckin niggas with his tech.

He
offered me a job said he'd front me what I
needed

I said that I was with it dreamin
one day I would be..

Mr. Big!



chorus: Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr.
Big

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my
size.

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr.
Big

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my
size.

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr.
Big

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my
size.

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr.
Big

Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my
size.



8Ball: I hit the street slaning
ya-yo, then I sold up my block

Sellin 8,
sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.

Sellin
dimes, sellin nickels to the junkies on my
tracks

Gettin my dick sucked with the
crumbs from the crack.

Some fool tried to
jack me, but he only had a knife

A clip
full of hollow tips took the bitchesc12