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Notorious

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us,
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious,
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us,
Y'all niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins,
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin,
High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen,
Steadily countin' them Benjamin's
Nigga you should too if you knew what this game would do to you
Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've been through,
So called beef with you know who, fucked a few female stars or two,
Then a blue-light niggas knew like Mike shit not to be fucked with.
Muthafucka better duck quick, 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim, no aspiration to quit the game.

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
All them niggas I gotta fight one, all them hoes I gotta like one
Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust
Don't too many niggas wanna start wit us,
Got big guns in the cars wit us
Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us,
Don't really wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn and K-town, when you checkin' out the flow
You know it's gon' reign with persistence
Two legends on the same track, two different plains of existence
Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows
Hit it from the back 'cause I love to buck hoe
Spit it for the city I love Chicago
Calico's buck, I love to bust those,
You think you can spit on the mic like Biggie and flow just as steady as I
Shit is real, you know you love him, you ain't got "Ready to Die"
"Life After Death", give it to you, however you want it nigga
Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga
Cause the shit it get deep, so I carry big heat
Screamin "Come and get me"
Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)
Free mils, I love to make one
All these cars, I love to ride one
All these hoes, I love to cut one
A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

In the middle it it I'ma, bring niggas more drama than their baby mommas
Nigga wanna battle, I'ma bomb ya
One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas, like Terra-cota
Niggas always ready for the war, but they really don't wanna see a nigga though
We can do em in a minute, then we finish with 'em
Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ol' flow
Doin it wit Swizz, oh no, you niggas is in some trouble
Somebody better call po-po
It's gonna be murder when I get to servin 'em verbally, man
Nigga y'all heard of me, wig splitta, killa nigga word to me
And I'm classic, like Bird and Magic
Wit a tactic to snatch it, strap back and stack some platinum
Double on the mag random, with the bullets I brand em
Finna hold the game ransom
Runnin' up in your mansion,
Catch them magnums, flashing cannons
Niggas ain't ready for this one
'Cause I'm on a mission to get even better
Believe it I'm heavily heated it's easy to see me
If you trying to see me, let that be the reason

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Notorious (You just heard the sounds of the king of New York)
Notorious (B.I.G.)




Notorious (Woo!)
Notorious (There's only one crown)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to P.M.S.'s "Game" depict a typical gangsta rap theme of violence, drugs, and power. The repetition of the line "spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat" emphasizes the message of using intimidation and force to assert dominance. The reference to Biggie Smalls as the "king of New York" and "notorious" adds to the glorification of this lifestyle. The lyrics also touch on the idea of loyalty to one's clique and the inevitability of conflict between rival gangs. The use of slang and profanity adds to the authenticity of the message.


Line by Line Meaning

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks
Assert yourself, speak confidently, arm yourself, gather your crew


Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one
Take action, target the right enemy, share the marijuana


Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us
We are heavily armed and pose a threat, few can compete with us


Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious
We only smoke marijuana, not other drugs, we are known and notorious


Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us
We are aggressive individuals who enjoy fighting, it is abnormal to us


Y'all niggas be scramblin gamblin, up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
You guys are hustling and gambling, even in fancy restaurants with musical instruments


We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin' not to sin
We are just here, focused on succeeding and avoiding immoral actions


High off weed and lots of gin, so much smoke need oxygen
Intoxicated from marijuana and gin, we consume so much smoke that we require oxygen


Steadily countin' them Benjamin's
Consistently counting one hundred dollar bills


Nigga you should too if you knew what this game would do to you
You should also accumulate wealth if you were aware of the negative effects of this lifestyle


Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I've been through
I have been involved in this lifestyle since 1992 and have experienced numerous difficulties


So called beef with you know who, fucked a few female stars or two
Supposed conflicts with a particular person, and engaging in sexual relationships with famous women


Then a blue-light niggas knew like Mike shit not to be fucked with
Then a situation arose when people recognized my notoriety and knew not to challenge me


Muthafucka better duck quick, 'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
People should quickly avoid confrontation, as my associates and I enjoy initiating conflict


Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim, no aspiration to quit the game
Forget relying on luck, focused on precise targeting, no desire to leave this lifestyle


All them niggas I gotta fight one, all them hoes I gotta like one
I have to confront all those men, and choose only one of the many women


Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?
Our circumstances are challenging, what is your choice? Confrontation or retreat?


Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust
We are experiencing great wealth, relying on our belief in God


Don't too many niggas wanna start wit us
Not many individuals want to initiate conflict with us


Got big guns in the cars wit us
We have large firearms stored in our vehicles


Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us
We will open fire on anyone displaying aggression towards us


Don't really wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP
I don't really want to demonstrate what a gangster is, I would prefer to relax with Remy Martin in the VIP area


When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG
When you hear the music, it will be a collaboration between me, Twista, and the legendary Biggie Smalls


Brooklyn and K-town, when you checkin' out the flow
Representing Brooklyn and Koreatown, when you are evaluating the style


You know it's gon' reign with persistence
You know it will dominate with perseverance


Two legends on the same track, two different plains of existence
Two iconic figures collaborating, coming from different backgrounds


Lets get it crackin' I love to bust flows
Let's get started, I enjoy delivering impressive rap verses


Hit it from the back 'cause I love to buck hoe
Engage in sexual intercourse from behind because I enjoy dominating women


Spit it for the city I love Chicago
Rap for the city I have an affection for, Chicago


Calico's buck, I love to bust those
Firing a type of handgun called a Calico, I enjoy causing damage with it


You think you can spit on the mic like Biggie and flow just as steady as I
You believe you can rap on the microphone similar to Biggie and maintain a consistent flow like me


Shit is real, you know you love him, you ain't got "Ready to Die"
Reality is harsh, you have an admiration for him, but you lack the determination to face death


"Life After Death", give it to you, however you want it nigga
I'll provide you with the album "Life After Death", however you desire it, my friend


Got it, they got ya, give it to you, however you want it nigga
I have what you want, they have you, I will provide it to you in any way you choose


Cause the shit it get deep, so I carry big heat
Because the situation becomes intense, I carry a large firearm


Screamin "Come and get me"
Yelling, challenging others to come and confront me


Free mils, I love to make one
Making a million dollars brings me joy


All these cars, I love to ride one
Driving different luxury cars excites me


All these hoes, I love to cut one
Having sexual encounters with multiple women is enjoyable for me


A tribute to Big, I love to bust one
This is a homage to Biggie, I enjoy delivering impressive verses in his honor


In the middle it it I'ma, bring niggas more drama than their baby mommas
In the midst of it, I will create more conflict for individuals than their own children's mothers


Nigga wanna battle, I'ma bomb ya
If someone wants to engage in a rap battle, I will figuratively explode on them


One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas, like Terra-cota
Despite being an individual, I strike like a group of piranhas, similar to Terra-cotta


Niggas always ready for the war, but they really don't wanna see a nigga though
People always appear prepared for conflict, but they actually do not want to confront me


We can do em in a minute, then we finish with 'em
We can quickly defeat them, then move on from the situation


Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ol' flow
Delivering rap verses with the skill of a talented individual


Doin it wit Swizz, oh no, you niggas is in some trouble
Collaborating with Swizz Beatz, causing trouble for those who oppose us


Somebody better call po-po
Someone should inform the police


It's gonna be murder when I get to servin 'em verbally, man
When I start verbally attacking them, it will be devastating and akin to murder


Nigga y'all heard of me, wig splitta, killa nigga word to me
You have heard of me, someone who can violently attack and kill individuals, trust my words


And I'm classic, like Bird and Magic
I am timeless and iconic, like basketball legends Larry Bird and Magic Johnson


Wit a tactic to snatch it, strap back and stack some platinum
Utilizing a strategy to acquire wealth, armed and accumulating platinum records


Double on the mag random, with the bullets I brand em
Dual-wielding firearms unpredictably, branding the bullets with my name


Finna hold the game ransom
Intending to take control of the rap industry and demand a high price for it


Runnin' up in your mansion
Invading your luxurious home


Catch them magnums, flashing cannons
Capturing bullet cartridges, displaying powerful firearms


Niggas ain't ready for this one
People are not prepared for this level of talent and aggression


'Cause I'm on a mission to get even better
Because I am determined to continue improving my skills


Believe it I'm heavily heated it's easy to see me
Trust me, I am highly aggravated and it is easy to notice my presence


If you trying to see me, let that be the reason
If you are attempting to confront me, let that be your motivation


Notorious (You just heard the sounds of the king of New York)
Renowned and famous, the previous lyrics were delivered by the influential rapper from New York


Notorious (B.I.G.)
Notorious (The late rapper Biggie Smalls)


Notorious (Woo!)
Notorious (Expressing excitement and enthusiasm)


'Notorious (There's only one crown)'
Notorious (There is only one dominant figure)




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: STEVEN HOWSE, JOEY BROOKS, SEAN J. COMBS, STEVEN JORDAN, CARL TERRELL MITCHELL, ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE

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Aydon Warren

Bro my shoe came off mid game lol Aydon

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Ok this Phyllis your mom friend good job

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