[Intro: Puffy]
I'm not wit' none of that
Standin' around lookin' cool and sh**
I want you motherf**ers to jump the f** up
And have some motherf**in' fun
You understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this sh** out
Four, five
As we proceed to give you what you need
[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G]
Sick of momma screamin' that "Get a job, n***a"
Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a n***a
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie
Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G
Got to bang a n***a and bang a n***a good
So I could cop a Benz and drive the f** out the hood
Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months
Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
Hangin' with the n***a's don't pay the bills
And bein' broke at 30 give a n***a the chills
So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see that sh**? (Hell yeah, I see that sh**)
Colombian, Dominican, yeah whatever
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, twenty G's, n***a please
Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need
[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
[Verse 2: Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tote gats wit' my n***a, clap wit' my n***a
Break bread and then break backs wit' my n***a
Jack wit' my n***a, co*k the latch wit' my n***a
Now how you gon' act wit' my n***a?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
And I will lick shots and run through your home
Or better yet I put your son to the chrome
Turn the music up and unplug the phone
I will k** him, read my lips
You too, motherf**er if I don't see no bricks
See, I flips when I don't see no chips
Yeah, n***a, I know you in pain, I don't care n***a
I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G's motherf**er, freeze
co*k s**er, you better bring the things out
Before I blow your motherf**er frame out
n***a what
[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
[Lil' kim talking]
Hey yo Big n***a's over here talkin' sh**
Yo f** that, I'm gon' check these n***a's
f** that, f** that
[Verse 3: Lil' Kim]
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear ya
Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um, pardon me, my bad
I shoulda known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers
n***as think they gon' stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop ya'll lungs
We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns
We buy out everything you claim, including your name
Mama b**h squeeze the life out of ya'll n***a's
Screw barkin', I take bites out of ya'll n***a's
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it
f** shootin' windows n***a, I jumps through it
With the all black hoodie, beat a n***a 'til he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my n***a B.I.G
I wanna see all ya'll n***as D.I.E
[Hook: Lil' Kim]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b**hes do real things
Hanging with the n***as is the song I sing
Real b**hes do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b**hes do real things
Hanging with the n***as is the song I sing
Real b**hes do real things
[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging wit' the b**hes is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things