Gimme the Loot

The Notorious B.I.G. - Gimme the Loot Lyrics

[Intro: Notorious B.I.G.]Yeah, motherfuckers better knowHuh, huh (I'm a bad, bad, bad)Lock your windows, close your doorsBiggie SmallsHuh, yeah(I'm a bad, bad, bad)[Verse 1]My man Inf left a TEC and a nine at my cribTurned him self in, he had to do a bidA one-to-three, he be home the end of '93I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me?Motherfuckin' right, my pockets lookin' kinda tightAnd I'm stressedYo, Biggie let me get the vestNo need for that, just grab the fuckin' gatThe first pocket that's fat, the TEC is to his backWord is bond, I'ma smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (What?)Treat it like boxin', stick and move, stick and moveNigga, you ain't got to explain shitI've been robbin' motherfuckers since the slave shipsWith the same clip and the same four-fiveTwo point blank, a motherfucker sure to dieThat's my word, nigga even try to bogardHave his mother singin', "It's so hard"Yes, love, love your fuckin' attitudeBecause the nigga play pussyThat's the nigga that's gettin' screwedAnd bruised up from the pistol whippin'Welts on the neck from the necklace strippin'Then I'm dippin' up the block and I'm robbin' bitches, tooUp the herringbones and bamboosI wouldn't give a fuck if you're tnangerpGive me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendantI'm slammin' niggas like Shaquille, shit is realWhen it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal'Cause mom duke ain't givin' me shitSo for the bread and butter, I leave niggas in the gutterHuh, word to mother, I'm dangerousCrazier than a bag of fuckin' angel dustWhen I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt napsI'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?[Interlude]When he's stickin' you and takin' all of your money[Chorus]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)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)[Verse 2]Big up! Big up! It's a stick up! Stick up!And I'm shootin' niggas quick if ya hiccupDon't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpieceThe opposite of peace, sendin' mom duke a wreathYou're talkin' to the robbery expertStep into your wake with your blood on my shirtDon't be a jerk and get smoked over bein' resistant'Cause when I lick shots them shits is persistentGoodness gracious, the papersWhere the cash at? Where the stash at?Nigga, pass thatBefore you get your grave dug from the main thugThree fifty-seven slugAnd my nigga Biggie got a itchy one gripOne in the chamber, thirty-two in the clipMotherfuckers better strip, (Yeah, nigga, peel!)Before you find out how blue steel feelFrom the Beretta, puttin' all the holes in ya sweaterThe money-getter, motherfuckers know the pedi'Rolex watches and colorful SwatchesI'm diggin' in pockets, motherfuckers can't stop itMan, niggas come through, I'm takin' high school rings tooBitches get delgnarts for their earrings and banglesAnd when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her door knockersAnd if she's resistant: blakka, blakka, blakkaSo go get your man, bitch, he can get robbed, tooTell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?Man I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set itAnd if I set it, the cocksucker won't forget it[Interlude]Hey bitch, hey bitch, gimme your money bitch (When he's stickin' you and takin' all your money)[Chorus]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)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)[Verse 3]Man listen, all this walkin' is hurtin' my feetOoh, money looks sweetWhere at? In the Isuzu JeepMan, I throw him in the fiend you grab the fucking creamAnd if he start to scream, bom-bom, have a nice dreamHold up, he got a fucking bitch in the carFur coats and diamonds, she think she a superstarOoh, Biggie let me jack her, I'll kick her in the backHit her with the gatYo, chill, shorty, let me do thatJust get the fucking car keys and cruise up the blockThe bitch act shocked getting shot on the spotOh shit, the copsBe cool, foolThey ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnutsSo why the fuck he keep looking?I guess to get his life tookenI just came home, ain't trying to see Central BookingOh shit, now he looking in my faceYou better haul ass 'cause I ain't with no fucking chaseSo lace up your boots, 'cause I'm about to shootA true motherfucker going out for the loot[Outro]Take that motherfuckers