Biggie discusses some of his favourite themes – robbery, gunfights, and enjoying his lifestyle of wealth and philandering

Production:

“Deep Cover” – Dr. Dre ft. Snoop Dogg (0:00 – 0:38)

“Nuthing But A G… Read More [Intro]

A-yeah!

Bad Boy in the house for the '95

Big shout out to my man Mel Smith

To my man Don Cee Shan in the house

What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo?

[Verse 1]

Sick of mama screamin' that "Get a job, nigga"

Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a nigga

Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie

Whispered in his ear, "This is what we got to do, G"

Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good

So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood

'Cause baby-mama screamin', "Your daughter 12 months"

Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts

Hangin' with the niggas don't pay the bills

And being broke at 30 give a nigga the chills

So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic

Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)

Colombian, Dominican, yeah whatever

Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather

Two keys, 20 Gs, nigga, please!

Blew his brains out 'cause witnesses, we don't leave

[Chorus]

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things, ugh!

And the saga continues, uh

[Interlude: Radio Skit]

Radio check, back on the phones! I got a caller. Caller, your name?

Yo, this is Jam

Who?

Jam!

DJ Jam?

DJ Jam!

Fuck you doing on the phone? Man, you supposed to be helping me do this Biggie thing...

Man, if JC can get up in here and do his, you know what I'm saying, lil' roll call, lil' thing, I know I can get up in here and introduce mine. You know what I'm saying?

Aight, yo

Can I run it down?

Yeah, aight

I'ma just let the record spin and this what I want you to play, right?

Aight!

You can hit me off with uh, first, with "Ready to Die."

Yeah

Come back with "One More Chance."

Mhm

Then you know you gotta hit that "The What" with the Mr. Mef, right?

Yeah

And then, since it is a "Everyday Struggle" out there, you can hit me with that joint, too

That's right. Now bring your ass back in this room and get back on them turntables

[Spoken]

Yeah, Bad Boy in the house

Blowing up the spot and all that

And all this paper, son

Keep it real, son

PR in the house

Nasim

Supa P Kelly Green represent to the fullest

[Verse 2]

After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made

I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the M.A.F.I.A. an arcade

Mad games: pool tables and candy

A little extra trickin' loot be comin' in handy

Check it, got on some '95 shit, sold the 5, bought the 6

Del Vec, copped the Lex, we was set (ugh!)

Nino had work all in the projects

Niggas slingin' O's he kept the profit

No one could stop it, we was living it up

All the sexy young bitches stressin', givin' it up

Same bitches suckin' dick, tryin' their best to thrill me

Said the niggas I killed is out to kill me

Soon as she spoke, on that note, I saw trenchcoats

One had a MAC spittin', all I saw was gunsmoke

The other had a shotty, I was shootin' everybody

And I wasn't missin', had to get out this position

Niggas still hittin', feeling hot ones in my back

Licked six shots, smoked the nigga with the MAC

The nigga with the shotty still bustin', cussin'

Maricóns and putas, all I'm tryna do is shoot ya

Two shots in the Ruger, booyah! Blew his ass out

Then I passed out!

[Chorus]

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things (ugh, ugh)

[Break]

And the saga continues

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95 piece

Real niggas, aight

[Interlude]

Yo check it

Call Lil Cease, tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital

Fuck that, tell Uncle Paulie to go pick up ten thousand from Dez and go take about 20 Gs from Nino

Tell that motherfucker to get this nigga next door up out of here, that nigga be snoring all night, I can't sleep

And call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick, ugh!

[Verse 3]

The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery

But the nurses is lovin' me

Sayin' the best part of the day is my half

Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge bath

Niggas say I died dead in the streets

Nigga, I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach

Chillin', sittin on about half a million

With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women

Next two years, I should see about a billion (yeah)

All for the love of drug dealing

Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (yeah)

Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips

All the time, Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme (yeah)

Raw flows, and that's how it goes

[Chorus]

On the road to riches and diamond rings (yeah)

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things, ugh!

[Outro]

Check it out

The Notorious B.I.G. be representing BK to the fullest (right...)

Junior Mafia for life!

Give a shoutouts to DJ Jam! (yeah)

Craig Frazier! Homicide!

The whole Radio Check crew! (yeah)

Death Row! The West Coast!

My nigga Wiz, my nigga JC (yeah)

Money Mal, Big Pump!

The whole Junior Mafia clique (right...)

Representing, Uncle Paulie (yeah)

(Junior Mafia!)

9-5 motherfuckers!

Get high motherfuckers! (Junior Mafia!)

Ready to Die motherfuckers!

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