Yeah

Motherfuckers better know

(I′m a bad, bad, bad-)Lock your windows, close your doors

Biggie Smalls

Huh, yeah

(I'm a bad, bad, bad-)

My man Inf left a tech and a nine at my crib

Turned himself in, he had to do a bid

A one-to-three, he be home the end of ′93

I'm ready to get this paper, G

You with me?

Motherfuckin' right, my pocket′s looking kind of tight

And I′m stressed, yo, Biggie, let me get the vest

No need for that, just grab the fucking gat

The first pocket that's fat the tech is to his back

Word is bond, I′m a smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (what?)

Treat it like boxing, stick and move, stick and move

Nigga, you ain′t got to explain shit

I've been robbin′ motherfuckers since the slave ships

With the same clip and the same four-five

Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die

That's my word, nigga even try to bogart

Have his mother singing it′s so hard

Yes, love, love your fucking attitude

Because the nigga play pussy

That′s the nigga that's getting screwed

And bruised up from the pistol whippin′

Webs on the neck from the necklace strippin'

Then I′m dippin' up the block and I′m robbin' bitches too

Up the herring bones and bamboos

I wouldn't give fuck if you′re pregnant

Give me the baby rings and a number one mom pendant (huh)

I′m slamming niggas like Shaquille, shit is real

When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal

′Cause Mom Duke ain't giving me shit

So for the bread and butter I leave niggas in the gutter

Huh, word to mother, I′m dangerous

Crazier than a bag of fuckin' angel dust

When I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt naps

I′m all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?

(When he's sticking you, I'm taking all your money)

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

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

Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up

And I′m shooting niggas quick if you hiccup

Don't let me fill my clip up, in your back and head piece

The opposite of peace, sending Mom Duke a wreath

And you're talking to the robbery expert

Step in to your wake with your blood on my shirt

Don′t be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant

′Cause when I lick shots, the shits is persistent

Huh, 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 an itchy one grip (huh)

One in the chamber, 32 in the clip

Motherfuckers better strip, yeah nigga, peel

Before you find out how blue steel feel

From the Beretta, puttin' all the holes in your sweater

The money getter, motherfuckers don′t have better

Rolex watches, the colorful swatches

I'm digging in pockets, motherfuckers can′t stop it

Man, niggas, come through I'm taking high school rings too

Bitches get stripped down for they earrings and bangles

And when I rock her and drop her I′m taking her door knockers

And if she's resistant baka! Baka! Baka!

So go get your man, bitch, he can get robbed too

Tell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do? (Man)

I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it

And if I said it, the cocksucker won′t forget it

(When he′s sticking you, I'm taking all your money)

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

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

Man, listen, all this walkin' is hurtin′ my feet

Ooh, money looks sweet (where at?), in the Isuzu Jeep

Man, I throw him in the beem, you grab the fucking C.R.E.A.M

And if he start to scream bam! Bam! Have a nice dream

Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car

Fur coats and diamonds, she thinks she a superstar

Ooh, Biggie, let me jack her, I kick her in the back

Hit her with the gat

Yo, chill, shorty, let me do that

Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block

The bitch act shocked, gettin′ shot on the spot

Oh, shit, the cops!

Be cool, fool

They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts

So why the fuck he keep lookin′?

I guess to get his life tooken

I just came home, ain't tryin′ to see central booking

Oh, shit, now he lookin at 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 motherfucker going out for the loot

(Take that, motherfuckers)