The Notorious B.I.G. - Hypnotize Lyrics [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] Hah, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e'ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick to clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, ha ha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas fronting ain't saying nothing So I just speak my piece, keep my peace Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps Packing, asking who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it [Hook: Pamela Long] Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Some...