[Puffy]
I´m not wit´ none of that
Standin´ around lookin´ cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin´ 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 shit out
Four, five
As we proceed to give you what you need

[Notorious B.I.G]
Sick of momma screamin´ that "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a nigga
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 nigga and bang a nigga good
So I could cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
Cause baby mama screamin´, your daughter twelve months

Can´t live life slingin´ rocks and smokin´ blunts
Hangin´ with the nigga´s don´t pay the bills
And bein´ 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, twenty G´s, nigga please
Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don´t need

[Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit´ 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 wit´ the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tote gats wit´ my nigga, clap wit´ my nigga
Break bread and then break backs wit´ my nigga
Jack wit´ my nigga, cock the latch wit´ my nigga
Now how you gon´ act wit´ my nigga?
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 kill him, read my lips
You too, motherfucker if I don´t see no bricks
See, I flips when I don´t see no chips
Yeah, nigga, I know you in pain, I don´t care nigga

I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G´s motherfucker, freeze
Cock sucker, you better bring the things out
Before I blow your motherfucker frame out
Nigga what

[Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit´ 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 wit´ the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

[Lil´ kim talking]
Hey yo Big nigga´s over here talkin´ shit

Yo fuck that, I´m gon´ check these nigga´s
Fuck that, fuck that

[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
Niggas 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 bitch squeeze the life out of ya´ll nigga´s
Screw barkin´, I take bites out of ya´ll nigga´s
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it

Fuck shootin´ windows nigga, I jumps through it
With the all black hoodie, beat a nigga ´til he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my nigga B.I.G
I wanna see all ya´ll niggas D.I.E

[Lil´ Kim]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things

[Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit´ 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 wit´ the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things