Artist: Live Squad Album: Game of Survival Song: Daddy Bigtimers Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Intro: Stretch] Back again, back again Tell a friend, tell a friend Back again, back again Uh, tell a friend nigga Yeah... [Hook: Stretch](repeat 4x) It's the Daddy Bigtimers We're livin' big time (Willie D sample)(repeat 3x) I make big money [Verse 1: Live Squad] [Majesty] Check it, bomb droppers Pistol poppers, fuck them coppers We got lawyer money check the stead, it's the Benz hoppers Cash getters, you can tell by the sweaters A couple of hundred, and many more so we don't run out Strictly flavour, jealous niggas show they ass now Get us vexed, and make us run and lay your ass down [Stretch] Try to get wit The Imperialistic Wit the biscuits If you're soft don't risk it It's the generals, moving with the rough of the world Stay drinkin' Hennessey til a nigga call Earl [Majesty] And uh, I'm nowhere near soft You better check the grapevine Ain't nuttin ch-danged, we still carry the nis nines Stay freshly dipped, k k Grabbin minds, gettin' busy Wreck in stages, niggas front they'll joint blazes Jet through the back door, must avoid cases Switch places [Stretch] I'ma take it from here I got forty rugged niggas coming in from the rear [Majesty] Steppin through, diamonds shining step into the bars superstar stylin' and big timing [Stretch] Pack the 9's in, get the drink from the bar you wish you were subliminal with top criminal superstar is the status and cops is the maddest wishing they could catch us alone with no chrome [Majesty] but them is dreams cuz we stay with the red beams on top of the steel cuz that's real where we're from in Queens Ready for whatever, that's under the water - never taking no shorts, got your wife in the resort [Stretch] Thoughts are thoughts, niggas get played like a sport Cops get baught, wannabe bustas on the fort You get taught Big time shakin' the fools poppin' and rockin' them niggas and we live by the rules of the streets Yeah... [Hook: Stretch](repeat 4x) It's the Daddy Bigtimers We're livin' big time (Willie D sample)(repeat 4x) I make big money (Willie D sample)(repeat 3x with cutting and scratching) I make big money [Verse 2: Stretch] It's the dondada's, we're gettin' cash in big stacks when enemies trip, niggas flip with glock maks The savior, We're running up the level Mafia style Ain't no time for them knuckleheads runnin' wild Top dogs be weak, the epitome of violence livin by the raw code of the silence G's make a nigga believe he can do it all So we can't take the stress, wait when his plate fall Start flippin' on him, puttin pistol whippin's on him Fighting nose to nose, there's no trickin' on him Money stackin' is the plan, live life grand and all of that Runnin' at your home with the chrome gat Runnin' round in the hundred thousand dollar cars Certified YG, ghetto superstars No doubt, we goin out to my nigga Han We're representin' for the fam, gotta drop bombs No doubt we'd rather hype for the cash We're runnin' up the spot just steppin' right to the stash then glock blast, only if you give a hard time it's drastic When you see them plastic nines, so gimme mine It's used to be yours but it's took now Bad enough your ass is broke but you're shook now Who's the crook now with the clown on the te-down We're doing all the sticking, yo you know how we're getting de-down Come around the back streets with the thugs well When you hear the gunshots then the drugs sell Once you smell the weed smoke then you know you're near Count your cash, you can't wait to get out of there Yo... [Hook: Stretch](repeat 4x) It's the Daddy Bigtimers We're livin' big time (Willie D sample)(repeat 4x) I make big money (Willie D sample)(repeat 7x with cutting and scratching) I make big money [Talking while fading out] Put em up now, Put em up! Put em up now, Put em up! Queens Jamaica Town Fade it out to the black, to my niggas selling crack