[00:15.77]Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46
[00:19.96]in the mornin, crack of dawn an' {*dialing phone*}
[00:22.12]now I'm yawnin - wipe the cold out my eye {*ring*}
[00:25.24]See who's this pagin me - and why
[00:27.87]It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
[00:30.23]Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
[00:33.55]of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
[00:36.23]Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
[00:39.00]Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
[00:42.08]That you rolled dice wit, smoked blunts, and got nice wit
[00:45.49]Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
[00:47.48]Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect
[00:49.92]I didn't say dem, they schooled me to some niggaz
[00:52.51]that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
[00:56.09]Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
[00:59.07]And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
[01:01.48]So - thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you
[01:04.70]I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do
[01:07.01](Chorus)
[01:07.16]Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:09.70]Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:12.43]Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:15.04]Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
[01:17.65](Notorious B.I.G.)
[01:18.18]They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
[01:21.01]with the Texas license plates outta state
[01:23.49]They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
[01:26.43]And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
[01:29.52]They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
[01:33.07]The fifth corridor --
[01:34.05]-- call the coroner!
[01:35.12]There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin
[01:38.14]if my burgular alarm starts ringin
[01:40.90]Whatcha think all the guns is for?
[01:43.09]All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
[01:46.31]And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
[01:49.37]the criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
[01:51.65]Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my cream
[01:54.02]And it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem
[01:57.03]It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture
[02:00.80]Now they wanna grab they guns and come and getcha
[02:03.21]Betcha Biggie won't slip
[02:04.78]I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
[02:08.09]So I can rip through the ligaments
[02:10.13]Put the fuckaz in a bad predicament, where all the foul niggaz went
[02:14.25]Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
[02:16.56]Buck what I'm a hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck
[02:19.72]I bring pain, blood stains on what remains
[02:22.66]of his jacket - he had a gun he shoulda packed it
[02:25.75]Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
[02:28.04]So I can reload and EXPLODE on your asshole
[02:30.98]I fuck around and get hardcore
[02:33.16]C-4 to ya door no beef no more nigga
[02:36.71]Feel the rough, scandalous
[02:38.84]The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
[02:41.63]I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew
[02:44.93]What you gonna do when Big Poppa come for you?
[02:47.62]I'm not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in
[02:50.35]hold on, I hear somebody comin...
[02:52.51]{*night air, dogs barking*}
[02:54.21](C'mon nigga) I'm only comin to pass the gat
[02:58.43](Just bring your motherfuckin ass on, come on)
[03:01.20]Are we gettin close, huh?
[03:03.63](It's right over here)
[03:05.67]Are you sure this Biggie Smalls crib man?
[03:08.07](Yeah I'm sure motherfucker, c'mon!)
[03:10.60]Ahh fuck - it better be his motherfuckin house
[03:14.88]Fuck right here..
[03:17.78]This better be this motherfucker's house
[03:21.69](Oh shit!) What, what's wrong?
[03:23.65](It's that red dot on your head man!)
[03:25.34]What red dot? .. Oh shit! You got a red dot on your head too!
[03:33.10]{*BOTH*} Ohh shit! {*BLAM BLAM*}
[03:40.54]拜拉席恩