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Running Your Mouth (feat. Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg, Fabolous & Busta Rhymes) (2007 Remaster)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
Foxy Brown
Foxy Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Songwriter
Billy Preston
Billy Preston
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Ephrem Lopez
Ephrem Lopez
Songwriter
George Johnson
George Johnson
Songwriter
Jean Louhisdon
Jean Louhisdon
Songwriter
John Jackson
John Jackson
Songwriter
Nate Hills
Nate Hills
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Stevie J.
Stevie J.
Songwriter
Trevor G Smith Jr
Trevor G Smith Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Executive Producer
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Executive Producer
Conrad Dimanche
Conrad Dimanche
Associate Producer
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Executive Producer
Faith Evans
Faith Evans
Executive Producer
Mark Pitts
Mark Pitts
Executive Producer
Voletta Wallace
Voletta Wallace
Executive Producer
Wayne Barrow
Wayne Barrow
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Aron
Dave Aron
Mixing Engineer
Soopafly
Soopafly
Producer
Shon Don
Shon Don
Recording Engineer
DJ Mister Cee
DJ Mister Cee
Associate Producer

Lyrics

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at? (One, two, three, and) Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man (nah) Can't tell that to a dingy old man Who see a young - getting plently dough man (plently dough man) Icy Audemar, hendy gold band With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan That's why I keep the - in the Bentley door pan Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us Know it's gon' blow for my dough Why would you try with that guy? Scene told you he keep it G We can bang like the two chains on my neck The hood is Iraq, I'm Hussein in the 'jects (c'mon) The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec 12 inchs up, new cane in the deck - Right now with a - in a coozie And I'm goin' out like Keyshia with the -, yeah They talk about it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's just like a mountain You heard about it 'cause she running her mouth She wants to ride, and she's trying to hide it I'm cool as ever, she's too excited Her man look like, he want to fight But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth - Feel the fury of a high - When I get busy throw your hands in the sky - I got the illest of the ill mentality, - be grabbing me Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me All up in my back trying to take my track When I used to sell -, I ain't had problems like that Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels A - front, throw the - to the fool Next who wanna move is getting - Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto - As I release masterpieces like adhesive Stuck to your -, like tissue when your wiping fast MC's have a hard time believing I marked for death hard to kill like Steven When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto You got a better chance playing lotto What you want -? They talk about it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's just like a mountain You heard about it 'cause she running her mouth She wants to ride, and she's trying to hide it I'm cool as ever, she's too excited Her man look like, he want to fight But he ain't doing nothing but running his mouth Ayy, yo, now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet - Raw and let me continue to bring the heat You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the - The kings of the - music and the kings of the cross - Fire then drop shit like the purest of powder That's why most of these - little song be sounding like ours Couple years ago, - probably thought I was dying Now same - are idolizing put our face in the shrine Yeah, I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot How the - any of you - think you feeling my spot Why you - getting mad at us? We - on your floors All in your house -, our strategies is different from yours Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach Snoop, Fab, Big and Bust of the stand if you can't reach, let's go Run for your - you suckers B.I.G. I'm a get them - Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie I got a few chickens that's gon' work that - In the 'Lac with a sack go and put it on the mat What it do nephew? (Where Brooklyn at?) Uh, turning it out, run in your house - in your mouth, - quit running your mouth They talk about it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's just like a mountain You heard about it 'cause she running her mouth She wants to ride, and she's trying to hide it I'm cool as ever, she's too excited Her man look like, he want to fight But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth What you really want from a -?
Writer(s): John Jackson, Trevor Smith, Christopher Wallace, Cordazar Broadus, Floyd Hills, Steven Jordan, Jean Louhisdon, Ephrem Lopez, George Johnson, Billy Preston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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