Text: The Biggie Sound. Readin' His Mind.

[chorus][2X]
Biggie readin' his mind
Readin' his mind
When the sun come out, my glock will shine
Readin' his mind
When I shoot, it's his time
Readin' his mind

[verse 1]
Since "Get Rich Or Die Tryin'" I won a gift
I get it this fuckin' world
I pop his niggas and suck his girl
My fingers fit perfectly into the curl
Readin' minds, pullin' triggers
You'll not be the same after "Get The Dollar"
I get the money like a footballer
Bullet-proof vest on my chest
Check it in my jet, has mo' hit around yet
Biggie the best, the time is comin' to rest
In my mansion or in the girl's home
You like to listen to me, my money is long

[chorus][2X]
Biggie readin' his mind
Readin' his mind
When the sun come out, my glock will shine
Readin' his mind
When I shoot, it's his time
Readin' his mind

[bridge]
Get it, get it ready, ready

I'll come of stab, poppin' my mac-B

[verse 2]
Don't want to discuss
I come in time to concuss
You fear my 22, I'm noticin' a flurry
Once I finish my work, my crew will bury
The addicts niggas come in my hood with his nose dirty
They're valuable, their minds seem brains with chalk
Their minds that move all over New York
You sleep dreamin' of dyin'
I ain't liein', this's the sound of giants

[chorus][2X]
Biggie readin' his mind
Readin' his mind
When the sun come out, my glock will shine
Readin' his mind
When I shoot, it's his time
Readin' his mind

[bridge][2X]
Get it, get it ready, ready
I'll come of stab, poppin' my mac-B

[talkin']
Don't think of anythin'
I'm readin' his mind
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