[Intro]
Motherfuckas better know
I'm a bad baad baaaad (Kid Hood)
Lock your windows
Close your doors
Biggie Smalls

[Verse 1]

[Man Biggie]
My man Inf left a TEC and a 9 at my crib
Turned his self in, he had to do a bid
A 1-to-3, he be home the end of '93
I'm ready to get this paper, G
You with me?

[Child Biggie]
Motherfuckin' right
My pockets lookin' kinda tight
And I'm stressed
Yo Biggie let me get the vest

[Man Biggie]
No need for that
Just grab the fuckin' Gat
The first pocket that's fat
The Tec is to his back
Word is bond, I'mma smoke him
Yo don't fake no moves
Treat it like boxing
Stick and move!
Stick and move!

[Child Biggie]
Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit
I've been robbing motherfuckas since the slave ships
With the same clip
And the same 4-5
2 point blank
A motherfucka's sure to die
That's my word
Nigga even try to bogart
Have his mother singing "It's so haard"

[Man Biggie]
Yes love, love your fuckin' attitude
Because the nigga play pussy
That's the nigga that's getting screwed
And bruised up
From the pistol whippin'
Wheps on the neck from the necklace strippin'
Then I'm dippin' up the block
And I'm robbin' bitches too
Up the herringbones and bamboos
I wouldn't give a fuck if you're pregnant
Gimme the baby rings and the "#1 Mom" pendant

[Child Biggie]
I'm slamming niggas like Shaquille
Shit is real
When it's time to eat a meal
I rob and steal
Cause mom dukes ain't giving me shit
So for the bread and butter I leave niggas in the gutter
Word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of fuckin' angel dust
When I bust my Gat
Motherfuckas take dirt naps
I'm all that, and a dime sack
Where the paper at?

When he's sticking you, and taking all your money (Guru)

[Hook]
Gimme the loot! Gimme the loot!

[Verse 2]

[Man Biggie]
Big up, big up
It's a stick up, stick up
And I'm shooting niggas quick
If ya hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up
In ya back and headpiece
The opposite of peace
Sending Mom duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked
Over being resistant
Cause when I lick shots
Them shits is persistent

[Child Biggie]
Goodness gracious the papers!
Where the cash at?
Where the stash at?
Nigga pass that
Before you get your grave dug
From the main thug
.357 slug
And my nigga Biggie got a itchy one grip

[Man Biggie]
1 in the chamber 32 in the clip
Motherfuckas better strip

[Man and Child together]
Ya nigga, peel!

[Man Biggie]
Before you find out how my blue steel feel

[Child Biggie]
From the Beretta
Putting all the holes in ya sweata'
The money-getta'
Motherfuckas don't know betta'
Rolex watches and colorful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets
Motherfuckas can't stop it

[Man Biggie]
Man niggas come through I'm taking high school rings too
Bitches get strangled for their earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her
I'm taking her doorknockers
And if she's resistant
Bahka! Bahka! Bahka!

[Child Biggie]
So go get your man bitch
He can get robbed too

[Man Biggie]
Tell him Biggie took it
What the fuck he gonna do?

[Child Biggie]
Man I hope apologetic
Or I'm a have to set it
And if I set it
The cocksucker won't forget it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

[Child Biggie]
Man listen
All this walkin' is hurtin' my feet
Ooo money looks sweet

[Man Biggie]
Where?

[Child Biggie]
In the Isuzu jeep

[Man Biggie]
Man I throw him in the beam
You grab the fuckin' cream
And if he start to scream
Bom bom! Have a nice dream
Hold up
He got a fuckin' bitch in the car
Fur coats and diamonds
She think she a superstar!

[Child Biggie]
Ooh Biggie let me jack her!
I'll kick her in the back
Hit her with the Gat

[Man Biggie]
Chill shorty, let me do that
Just get the fuckin' car keys
And cruise up the block
The bitch act shocked
Gettin' shot on the spot

[Child Biggie]
Oh shit the cops!

[Man Biggie]
Be cool, fool
They ain't gonna roll up
All they want is fuckin' doughnuts

[Child Biggie]
So why he keep lookin'?

[Man Biggie]
I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home
Ain't trying to see central bookin'
Oh shit, now he lookin' in my face
You better haul ass
Cause I ain't with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots
Cause I'm about to shoot
A true motherfucka going out for the loot!

Take that motherfuckers (Ice Cube)