[Verse 1: Kleptomaniac]
Why n***as wanna clock me?
Like that dance called the chachi
Don't they know I break motherf**ers into parts like Rocky
Part I, part II, part III, n***as can't f** with me
My style's knock-kneed plum crazy (what?)
Who's that wild a** motherf**er catchin' wreck
Stickin' Jamaicans for sound sets outside discotheques
It's Klep the d**h specialist, Stallone and Stone sh**
Stayin' high representin' for the nine-quint
Ras bad guy, burns the house down like Left Eye
Why try mimic? MC's get broke like speed limits (uhh)
n***as can't f** with my metaphors
Canin' MC's like they in Singapore; Klep been through more wars
Than Gump or Shore, put together catchin' leathers
On the regular, got that net, push me round and Dread stressin' a
Trick ho, what the Dread won't know won't hurt
Robbin his workers for they work; now, Whose turf is this?
It's Klep's, the clothes wreckers'
Life interceptor, p**y collector
Got your b**h on my dick and I ain't even stressin' her
Check enough s** in her, my styles are regular
Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique moves in like the settlers
[Hook]
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
[Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G.]
Throw gats to *Guiliani*
Flows tighter than pigeon punani, try me, die G
Dangerous, since my daddy bust me out
The tip of his dick, Biggie Smalls with the wickedest sh**
Spit clips, n***as split like bananas
Flavour like Tropicana; orange, mango, peach
I strangle each -- negro for they dough
n***as get to bendin', got two cases, one pendin'
560 V-12 engine, women spinnin'
In 9-2-9 Mazda's, Tammy and Natasha
The menage-a-trois around my way
Like Ill and Al Skratch smokin' 50 sacks in the back of Ac's
Windows cracked, so sit back relax
Yo Vec, crush the hash, the Beretta's in the stash
[Hook]
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
[Verse 3: Kleptomaniac]
What you doin' with yourself? Stone heart's the way to wealth
Indecisive thoughts make sentences get dealt
Money makes the world go round, robbin' sh**
f** a job sh**, n***as want cribs, bricks and spliffs
All-wheel automobiles, traction control
For clay roads, rollin' with dough, kickin' game
On the cell with b**hes on hold, that's how we roll (uhh)
Rhymes now tight as hell so to the bank I stroll (uhh)
Money on my mind, open lips from my eyes
Reveal pupils shaped like dollar signs --
[Verse 4: Notorious B.I.G.]
-- the world is mine!
n***as frontin', feelin' twelve gauge pellets
BIG is repellant, to all that "He say, she say"
We play, Russian roulette, f** the threat
Your whole crew's vagina, you and your co-signer
n***a, we rollin' in eight and a halfs, TV's in the dash
Three G's in the stash, see we love the cash
No coke, then get some more
[Hook]
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
n***as say "Oh my lord!"
[Verse 5: Kleptomaniac]
n***as don't know bout my game, they don't know
How complex it is, baggin' b**hes in GS 300 Lexuses
And the s** is for summer sports
Pa**ports for drug transports to remote resorts
b**hes with Donna Karan "Catwoman" suits, matchin' figure boots
Haircut cute, on tops and garters like prostitutes
My lyrics explicit
Got b**hes bringin' they own condoms on the first visit
[Verse 6: Notorious B.I.G.]
If Biggie bring big bowls of beef
Backin' b**h n***as down, burners bring bundles of belief
Common thief, slash drug chief, syndicated
Went from 10 K, to 24 K and motherf**ers hate it
J.M. sedated, quarantined (uhh)
BIG for President, buckin' shots past the spleen
9 millimeter dream, Mac 11 nightmares
Electric chairs, which MC's do you fear?
Big Poppa, Junior M.A.F.I.A., nuff said
n***as disrespect just are dead...