[Intro]
Yeah, mothaf**as better know
I'm a bad bad bad
Lock your windows, close your doors
Biggie Smalls
[Notorious B.I.G.]
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?
[Young Biggie]
Motherf**ing right, my pockets looking kinda tight
And I'm stressed
Yo, Biggie let me get the vest
[Notorious B.I.G.]
No need for that, just grab the f**ing 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 (what?)
Treat it like boxing, stick and move, stick and move
[Young Biggie]
n***a, you ain't got to explain sh**
I've been robbing motherf**as since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same .45
Two point blank, a motherf**er sure to die
That's my word, n***a even try to bogart
Have his mother singing, it's so hard
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yes love, love your f**ing attitude
Because the n***a play p**y, that's the n***a that's getting screwed
And bruised up from the pistol whipping
Welts on the neck from the necklace stripping
Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing b**hes too
Up the herringbones and bamboos
I wouldn't give a f** if you're pregnant
Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant
[Young Biggie]
I'm slamming n***as like Shaquille, sh** is real
When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal
Cause mom dukes ain't giving me sh**
So for the bread and bu*ter I leave n***as in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of f**ing angel dust
When I bust my Gat, mothaf**as take dirt naps
I'm all that, and a dime sack, where the paper at?
[Interlude]
When he's sticking you and taking all of your money
[Hook]
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)
[(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)]
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
And I'm shooting n***as 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 sh**s is persistent
[Young Biggie]
Goodness gracious, the papers!
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
n***a pa** that
Before you get your grave dug from the main thug .357 slug
And my n***a Biggie got a itchy one grip
[Notorious B.I.G.]
One in the chamber, thirty-two in the clip
Motherf**as better strip, (yeah n***a, peel)
Before you find out how blue steel feel
[Young Biggie]
From the Beretta, putting all the holes in ya sweater
The money-getter, motherf**as don't know better
Rolex watches and colorful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets, motherf**as can't stop it
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Man n***as come through I'm taking high school rings too
b**hes 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: blakka, blakka, blakka
[Young Biggie]
So go get your man b**h, he can get robbed too
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Tell him Biggie took it, what the f** he gonna do?
Man I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it
And if I set it, the co*ks**er won't forget it
[Interlude]
Hey b**h, hey b**h, gimme your money b**h (when he's sticking you and taking all your money)
[Hook]
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad)
[(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)]
[(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)]
[Young Biggie]
Man listen, all this walking is hurting my feet
Ooh money looks sweet
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Where?
[Young Biggie]
In the Isuzu jeep
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Man, I throw him in the fiend you grab the f**ing cream
And if he start to scream, bom bom, have a nice dream
Hold up, he got a f**ing b**h in the car
Fur coats and diamonds, she think she a superstar
[Young Biggie]
Ooh Biggie let me jack her, I'll kick her in the back
Hit her with the Gat
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yo chill shorty, let me do that
Just get the f**ing car keys and cruise up the block
The b**h act shocked getting shot on the spot
[Young Biggie]
Oh sh** the cops
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Be cool, fool
They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is f**ing doughnuts
[Young Biggie]
So why the f** he keep looking?
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home, ain't trying to see central booking
Oh sh**, now he looking in my face
You better haul a** cause I ain't with no f**ing chase
So lace up your boots, cause I'm about to shoot
A true motherf**a going out for the loot
[Outro]
Take that motherf**ers