The most talented rapper in the world. he grew up in broklin, New york. Died in 1997 of being shot in a car.
had beef with tupac, but was good freinds for a long time.

he had the best voice and was also a free style rapper

biggie had many famouse songs such as

beef, juicy, runnin, and big poppa
by Derek22 August 24, 2006
From Automotive Reference and the drift world

If the owner of a motor vehicle doesn’t care for the car and / or the consequences of how he modifies the vehicle both in the sense of law enforcement and practical use of the motor vehicle
Hey man,

quit your whining, why dont you just man up biggie style and lower the damm car
by Fours n more November 08, 2010
TURE PLAYA, just take a look at the lyrics, says it all

Uhh, I'm intrrupted by a phone ring {*brrrrring*}
Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin thing
"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
Yo who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy

we luv u big poppa, well i do anyways.
b i g p o p p a, is a G
by manny January 29, 2004
It's a term for when we do bad choices here in life. Really really bad choices. The very worst of choices to be exact. And always something we will end up regretting for the rest of our lives. The very foul ups that will haunt us to the day we die and stay there as an ever lasting reminder of what was done.
Joe: Oh man, i did a biggie, i got thrown out by my parents because i wrecked their car.
Jane: Oh wow, yeah you REALLY did a biggie there Joe.
by B4rryBl4ck October 23, 2012
a girl's best friend, someone you can count on when there's absolutely nobody else, you can't catch this person without smalls (see def. #4), someone that you will fall madly in love with, the greatest guy that will ever enter your life, puts the sparkle in your eye!!
by The Original Smalls July 07, 2011
The fat guy. Most times he's ugly. When you see him in class he's eating.
" Ayo biggie, share with the wangas "
by Mitchell's Mum August 22, 2014
Possibly the greatest rapper ever
Better than tupac ever was
I got seven Mack 11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot glocks
That's how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Little Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give mc's the runs drippin
when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the yeyo
That's crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening
by dshfoingvnfd June 11, 2005

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