Gimme the Loot 作词 : Notorious BIG Yeah.Mother**********s better know...huh,huh.Lock your windows, close your doors.Biggie Smalls,huh...yeah. Verse One: My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my crib Turned himself in,he had to do a bid A one-to-three,he be home the end of '93 I'm ready to get this paper,G,you with me? Mother******g right,my pocket's looking kind of tight and I'm stressed,yo Biggie let me get the vest No need for that,just grab the ******g gat The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back Word is bond,I'm a smoke him yo don't fake no moves （what?） Treat it like boxing:stick and move,stick and move *************,you ain't got to explain *************t I've been robbin mother**********s since the slave *************ps with the same clip and the same four-five Two point-blank,a mother**********'s sure to die That's my word,************* even try to bogart have his mother singing "It's so hard..." Yes,love love you're ******g attitude because the ************* play ************* that's the ************* that's getting screwed and bruised up from the pistol whipping webs on the neck from the necklace stripping Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing ********** too up the herring bones and bamboos I wouldn't give ************* if you're pregnant Give me the baby rings and a #1MOM pendant I'm slamming *************z like Shaquille,*************t is real When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal 'cos Mom Duke ain't giving me *************t so for the bread and butter I leave *************z in the gutter Huh,word to mother,I'm dangerous Crazier than a bag of ******g Angel Dust When I bust my gat mother**********s take dirt naps I'm all that and a dime sack,where the payback? gimme the loot gimme the loot Verse Two: Big up,big up,it's a stick up,stick up and I'm shooting *************z quick if you hiccup Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece The opposite of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath You're talking to the robbery expert Stepping to your wake with your blood on my *************rt Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant 'cos when I lick shots the *************ts is persistent Huh,goodness gracious the papers Where the cash at?Where the stash at? *************,pass that before you get your grave dug from the main thug,.357slug And my ************* Biggie got an itchy one grip One in the chamber,32in the clip Mother**********s better strip,yeah ************* peel before you find out how blue steel feel from the Beretta,putting all the holes in your sweater The money getter mother**********s don't have better Rolex watches and colourful Swatches I'm digging in pockets,mother**********s can't stop it Man,*************z come through I'm taking high school rings too ********** get stripped down for they earrings and bangles and when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers And if she's resistant "baka!baka!baka!" So go get your man ************* he can get robbed too Tell him Biggie took it,what the ************* he gonna do? I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it and if I set it the ********** won't forget it Verse Three: Man,listen all this walking is hurting my feet But money looks sweet （where at?）in the Isuzu jeep Man,I throw him in the Beem,you grab the ******g C.R.E.A.M and if he start to scream "bam!bam!",have a nice dream Hold up,he got a ******g ************* in the car Fur coats and diamonds,she thinks she a superstar Ooh Biggie,let me jack her,I kick her in the back Hit her with the gat... Yo chill,Shorty,let me do that... Just get the ******g car keys and cruise up the block The ************* act shocked,gettin shot on the spot （Oh *************t!The cops!）Be cool,fool They ain't gonna roll up,all they want is ******g doughnuts （So why the ************* he keep lookin?）I guess to get his life tooken I just came home,ain't trying to see Central Booking Oh *************t,now he lookin in my face You better haul ass 'cos I ain't with no ******g chase So lace up your boots,'cos I'm about to shoot A true mother********** going out for the loot