Intro: B.I.G. One one two me out right here yo Verse One: Puff Yo the sun shine forever (BIG: You can turn the up a little bit for me) me up yo Can you me? But as long as it's here then we might as shine together (BIG: All up in my ears) Better now never business before pleasure (BIG: The mic is but the beats isn't loud) P-Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better? right, no matter what, we air tight (BIG: YEAH!) So when you hear somethin, make sure you it right make a ass outta yourself, by assumin (BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up) Our music you movin, what are you provin? (BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels you baby (BIG: Music's louder) Hug me baby, make you love me baby (BIG: This is hot!) crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked (BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) And that jealousy is only gonna leave you So the only thing left now is God for these And BIG you know you too hard for these I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats While they makin up (uhh) you rakin up plats Verse Two: B.I.G. In a Commision, you ask for to hit em He don't like me, him and wifey was wit em You heard of us, the murderous, shady Been on the low lately, the feds me The son of say my killin's too blatant You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib Duct tapin, fam destiny lays in my hands, gat lays in my Francis, M to the phenominal Gun rest under your vest by the Rob a few bars so I can buy a few And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few Excellence is my presence, never Never hesitant, leave a bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, action, guns, ridiculous And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch or girl you touch, in this world I clutch Two auto-matoes, used to call me Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, faggots ain't killin shit Ooops Cristal spillin shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be Hold and say it like me The most shady, baby, fantastic Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic Parked in quick to spark who start shit See me, me The Underboss of holocaust yours, Frank White Chorus: Rhymes We got the real live from front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? (2X) Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at? (repeat all 2X) Verse Puff Daddy Put your money on the table and get math on it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on a bed full of money that I get my ass on I never lose the to go platinum I'd live it up til all the cash gone Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it to make classics, hotter than P-D, on your tape or CD The Billboard killa, no illa The Fam-o, ammo, is channel We been hot for a long burnin like a candle you can do is check your distribution My songs bump in Houston Scarface produced em You ain't like me, you just mad Cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be Four: Notorious B.I.G. We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and The heaers in the two-seaters, with two Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us run the city, show no pity I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Matty the neck of your coke connect No respect squeeze off til all diminish for twenty minutes, until we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him Niggaz step up, we just macin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused The City, nobody come off like P-Diddy rise, I play men Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, Nother day in the of the Comission 2X w/ Puff talking Aiyyo, can you me out there? Aiyyo turn me up, can hear me out there That's good, all fucked up now Y'all know it's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all gonna do What I'ma do Can y'all hear me out Can y'all hear me out (?) y'all niggaz wanna do all fucked up now What I'ma do now, I'ma do now It's all up now