Letras:
Big Rich Coming To Your City

country song We?ll all be flying higher than a jet airliner And if you want a little bang in your yin yang, come along Well, we?re coming to your city

got your bitch all in the Range And y'all niggaz ain't gon' do shit, soon as your crew spit My tool spit, metal to your side, watch you lose hips And

Big Serg, we ready for whatever Charlie Tango, ready for whatever My nigga Pac, be ready for whatever Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for whatever My big

the scope on your nosey ass mother, fuckin' up sales Forty karat locked in, bowtie, chillin' at the Democrat party Yo, Chef, your coat, got it poppin' Coming

Maserati through the city, me and Riggs Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs Ever since a nigga got rich Life is still a bitch but she a high class

walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames Victims in a panic run from the heated light Underneath the city

block Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'ma hit em where it hurts The big city it don't spare no bodies

your date, that was no mistake Good things come to those who wait So if you waitin on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late In your house with your spouse

word Trust, my niggas come home from long bids They check for me before they see their own kids I open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tour in major cities, arenas, headline with big