Notorious B.I.G. - Niggas Bleed (Remix) [With Lyrics]

Biggie Smalls - Niggas Bleed remix
aka Claim The Whole Planet
Produced, and mixed by Ivan
Voice/gun samples from Training Day and Taxi Driver.
2008

Lyrics [From Google]:

Todays agenda, got the suitcase up in the sentra
Go to room 112, tell em blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges, believe them niggaz brainless
All they tote is stainless, you just remain as
Calm as possible, make the deal go through
If not, heres 12 shots, we know how you do
Please make yo killings clean, slugs up in between
They eyes, like true lies, kill em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else, yo life is on the shelf, we mean this frank
Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank
Lets get this money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties
Then they come to kill our babies, thats all out
I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout, word to stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin real, heres the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece
Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech
Think about it now, thats damn near one point five
I kill em all Ill be set for life frank pay attention
These motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades
If you die they still get paid, extra probably
Fuck a robbery, Im the boss
Promise you wont rob em, I promise
But of course you know I had my fingers crossed...

[Chorus]

Since its on, I call my nigga arizona ron
From tuscon, pushed the black yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the isley
Stupid as a youngun, chose not the moves wisely
Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called the jooks
Heard it was sweet, bout three-fifty a piece
Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut
His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up
Thats when ron vanished, came back, speakin spanish
Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats
Heres a criminal, nigga made americas most
Killed his baby mother brother, slit his throat
The nigga got bagged with the toast
Weeded, took it to trial, beat it
Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it
Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds
Heavy in the game, embedded in his brain
And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds
Specially if my daughter cryin, I aint lyin

[Chorus]

We agreed to go on shootin is silly
Because niggaz could be hidin in showers with mac millys
So I freaked em, the telly manager was puerto rican
Gloria, from historia, I went to war with her
Peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from her workers
And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us
We blaze they place, long story, glo seen my face
Got shook, thought a nigga was comin for the safe
Now she breakin, shut up, 112, whats shakin
A jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay
In a black range rover, been outside all day
If its trouble let me know, Ill be on my way
Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggaz bleed
Nightmare, this bitch dont need it
Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we bout to blow this
Lets get the cash before the cops and range rover cats notice
Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga pass me kerosene
Fuck it, its flame-able, my hunger is unexplainable
Strike the match, just what I expected
The dread kid ejected in seconds
And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one malaysian
We in the hallway waitin patient
As soon as she hit the door we start blastin
I saw her brains hit the floor, ron laughin, I swear to god
I hit maxi priest at least twelve times in the chest
Spin-t around, shot the chink in the breast
She cryin, headshots put her to rest
Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces
The spots hot, sprinklers, alarm systems
Thats when other guests start to slip in
Its time for us to get to dippin
I know them niggaz in the range is on they way up
Flippin, pistol grippin, I know they clippin
The hallway, got real loud and crowded
They walked right past us, I dont know how they allowed it
The funny thing about it, through all the excitement
They range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant
Stupid motherfuckers

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Rap
• Hip-Hop
• life
• after
• death
• biggy
• big
• poppa
• remix

[AVILESBUSINESS456]

Excellet mix.. I smoked a fat L to this! I needed this one.. thank you

[IvanMusic18]

i didnt realise phantom of the opera was good music for gettin high to lol

[pballer225]

This is the biggest butchering of a song I've heard.

[IvanMusic18]

obviously you havent heard the shitload of remixes on youtube that are way out of time and sound like they were produced by soulja boy then

[IvanMusic18]

been working on a new version of this with the drums/bass from "The What" instead, will upload when it's finished sometime soon

[chouha1975]

where is the original !

[MazDon786]

Sound's like a Vampire beat, you're names Ivan, that's Dracula's name...

[772Macho]

Im not hating but this isnt a good beat

[DjDestinyChicago]

My ears are bleeding from hearing the lyrics going way off-beat! :(

[dudeovitch]

the good shit part of biggie, no one can remix him... his music is his lyrics, fcuk wit that u fcuked the song...

[ringawing]

I can deal with most remixes but this one just isnt there, i think its because the original song is just too good and cant be remized. good try tho, i appreciate tries

[mjcapo1]

great remix

[0rangch1cken]

this sucks

[Tube4tunes]

"I claim the whole planet cuz its mine goddamnit"

[troyian111]

this is without a doubt the best hiphop song ever made. And that's a fact so please don't argue with me.