biggie on the low had some sick rhyme schemes man

[the rhyme king]

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fukk wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You still apoligizin, analyzin, my size and your size and
realizin, a fist fight would be asinine
You just pop wines I must pop nines
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
You're shook up, two bricks, every cook up
We can hook up, all I see is the future
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nikka, life ain't sweet
Play for keeps wet shirts with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, about to marry it
Illegal transactions in Farragut with Arabics
Why not, they fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic like
my first LP, beef with me is unhealthy
fukk around and get an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin promos
Break both your legs you're movin slow-mo, got shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'

 

[Nick Barnes]

goat.

 

[Coach Gully]

You again?

Mann..

 

[Sierra Mist]

jesus

 

[you're NOT "n!ggas"]

on the low???

 

[Heelish]

Reading his shyt makes you think you can do it too, but you really can't. BIG was so talented it was flawless to him. He made rapping seem easy

 

[Goodnews]

on the low???

cause nobody else noticed how nice he was.

 

[raidersreceiver]

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
Get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
{*cough, cough*}
nikkas now who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower
B.I.G. top notch with the Glock check your pockets
And your sockets it's just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the drop check em throughly
The b*stard might spin around and try to bury me
And dead nikkas don't make no moves
When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight
Reminiscin on my swinger days
When I drove a Caddy and my bytch sported finger waves
Yea she had the Gucci roots I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown
Mac-11 cocked back nikkas better duck down
Face down you know the routine the cream
Earrings you know the drama Biggie bring
Let's get it on

 

[bigbadbossup2012]

on the low???

maybe to some lil n1ggas,thought this was common knowledge

 

[realnigga513]

maybe to some lil n1ggas,thought this was common knowledge

my thoughts exactly

 

[Get Right]

On the low?

Nothing "on the low" about it BIG was a straight in your face spittter.