SHAQUILLE O'NEAL

SHAQUILLE O'NEAL - Still Can'T Stop The Reign (King Tech Superman Remix) lyrics

"They call me Superman..."

"They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq where you at?"

"They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq where you at?"

[Shaquille O'Neal]

You can't stop it or block it when I drop it

Anytime I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic

Ain't even fit to step in Shaq's arena

I look inside your mind and I seen your shook demeanor

in your eyes, why are you suprised

No matter how you try, not fly as ?ellequad?

The new edition, is this the end of your last night?

in the daytime, you couldn't see me with a flashlight

I crash flights on sights of my enemies

I'm comin through and then I bomb your whole vicinity

Why the act of fakin jacks, you're not a friend of me

I peeped your card, you're not as hard as you pretend to be

Who wanna spark it with the chocolate

Macadamia, hair clean to the cranium

You know the name, Shaq aim to maintain

Money on the brain, can't stop the reign

"Big Shaq where you at?"

[Notorious B.I.G.]

What? Uhh, what?

Uhh, uhh, what? Uhh

Ninety-seven ?caddi lawn?

What, what, uhh

I creep deep with killers without million dollar figures

Blessing *niggaz* in Ac Legends and vigors

Cream lizards, cream coogi's, I do my duty

As long as they fly as me, get high as me

Success in my circle, try to break it, I hurt you

Ain't no gettin out that, I doubt that

We want thee exotic, erotic ladies

Not them toxic ladies that burn a lot

I learned a lot, from junkies to ruffians

From bein tied up by Columbians, cause 80 grams was missin

Listen, had to change my position

From wantin to be large to head *nigga* in charge

My garage, call it celo -- fours, fives, and sixes

Honies by the mixes, if it ain't broke, don't fix it

Smoked out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino

Size like a sumo, Frank White numero uno

"Big Shaq where ya at?"

[Shaquille O'Neal]

7-0, ha, towerin inferno

Invincible, smooth individual

Who wanna test it, foreign or domestic

No matter where you from, I'm not the one you wanna mess wit

Origin-al Willie style, livin lavish

Private jets to let my shorty shop in Paris

I'm not the average, I'm far from the norm

Daddy long hittin em strong, keepin you warm

[Notorious B.I.G.]

A lime to a lemon, my CeCe women

bringin in ten G minimums to condos with elevators in em

Vehicles with televisions in em

Watch they entourage turn yours to just mirages

Disappearing acts, strictly nines and macs

Killers be serial, Copperfield material

My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it

Any place I visit, I got land there

How can players stand there and say I sound like them, hello

Push wigs back and push six Coupes that's yellow

Plus clips that expand from hand to elbow

Spray up your Day's Inn, any 'telle you in

Crack braggin sick of braggin how my mink be draggin

Desert ease street sweeper inside the beamer wagon

I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die

Put that on my diamond bezel, you're messin with the devil

WHAT

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