I'm going on tour, and 
I'm gonna show anybody out there thatthinks for one second that maybe 
I'm second guessing myself,that 
I am the greatest of all time forever and ever.
One surprise, one surprise ... shhhh! 
Wooo! I'm back.
To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
You better have a 
Christopher word game, witty
You better have a dance game similar to 
DiddyOr play b-ball above the rim like 
SmittyJosh, 
Chris Bosh, 
Pau GasolOr any other nigga that ball at all
I used to sell it white as 
Paul WallGave my young boi three of them in the mall
And he gon' bring me $75
K back tomorrow
You know what 
Bigga 'bout, you know what 
Bigga doIce water in my veins, heart pumpin' igloo
I'm familiar wit the money so ... who the fuck is you?
What the fuck you do? 
Where the fuck you from? 
Who you knowing?
Somebody get this nigga, 
I don't know him
And I'm 'bout to jet off on his ass like a 
BoeingGoing, going, going, gone ... song
You don't like the the prestige that 
I have in life.
You don't like the notoriety.
You detest the fact that 
I got more cars than most of you have friends!
I got a big house on the big side of town ...
I got life pretty much the way 
I want it!
To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
Your mindstate gotta be as wicked as 
FiddyCan't love life suckling on mama's titty
Cause life is a bitch and a bitch ain't with it
You gotta have faith livin' life on 
BiggieI'm ready to die for the money, who is with me?
Life after death, hey this must be hell
I asked for six figures, 
God gave back self
I'm on my way to heaven in a 
Porsche 911
Buried in my car, 
I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a pharaoh with my jewelery in the desert
The government will hate me like 
Jesus, but fuck 'em
I did it for the grind, 
I did it for the hustle
I did it for the people on the bottom in the struggle
I did it for my comrades, did it cause 
I love 'em
Custom made brother ... 
Wooo!And I mean custom made! 
From the alligators to all that they can see right here.
Ric Flair! 
There's only one.
And I don't care if it's 
Tokyo, Japan; 
Greensboro; 
Richmond; 
Charlotte, 
North Carolina; 
Asheville; 
Atlanta, Georgia; 
Charlotte; 
L.A. ...I'm the man that's makin' it possible!"To make it out the ice cold streets of the cityYou gotta politic your situations like ClintonIf you chase power you ain't gotta chase womenSo take some advice, take cash over assWhen you get money you ain't gotta take shitSo, long as you broke she ain't gotta take dickCapiche?Now you know what motivate your beetchCapiche?Pay the mortgage or the pussy up for leaseCapiche?Church ladies goin' gaga for the Gucci (Yah!)Got two niggas, menaging for some Louie (Yah!)Work with the keys, get acquainted with AliciaAnd every other girl named Rihanna wanna meet yaThey in it for the money, not the swag or the featuresPretty parasites might suck you like leechesJust some information for a student from a teacherReal life shit, I'm Mike Bigga, nice to meet ya ... goneAt Delta, the girls call me cool.At Eastern, the girls call me Slick Ric.And all the other women around the world just say ... aww, there goes the man ... Woo!