Gimme the Loot

## Song by The Notorious B.I.G.

"**Gimme the Loot**" is a song by American rapper The Notorious B.I.G., released as the third track from his debut studio album, *Ready to Die* (1994). It samples the songs "Scenario (Remix)" by A Tribe Called Quest (1992), "Just to Get a Rep" by Gang Starr (1991), "Singing in the Morning" by Ohio Players (1972), "What They Hittin' Foe?" by Ice Cube (1990), and "Coldblooded" by James Brown (1974).

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Intro: Notorious B.I.G.]

Yeah, motherfuckers better know

Huh, huh (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Lock your windows, close your doors

Biggie Smalls

Huh, yeah

(*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

[Verse 1]

My man Inf left a TEC and a nine at my crib

Turned him self 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?

*Motherfuckin' right, my pockets lookin' kinda tight*

*And I'm stressed*

*Yo, Biggie let me get the vest*

No need for that, just grab the fuckin' gat

The first pocket that's fat, the TEC is to his back

Word is bond, I'ma smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (What?)

Treat it like boxin', stick and move, stick and move

*N\*\*\*a, you ain't got to explain shit*

*I've been robbin' motherfuckers since the slave ships*

*With the same clip and the same four-five*

*Two point blank, a motherfucker sure to die*

That's my word, *n\*\*\*a even try to bogard*

*Have his mother singin', "It's so hard"*

Yes, love, love your fuckin' attitude

Because the n\*\*\*a play pussy

That's the n\*\*\*a that's gettin' screwed

And bruised up from the pistol whippin'

Welts on the neck from the necklace strippin'

Then I'm dippin' up the block and I'm robbin' bitches, too

Up the herringbones and bamboos

I wouldn't give a fuck if you're tnangerp

Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant

I'm slammin' n\*\*\*as like Shaquille, shit is real

When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal

'Cause mom duke ain't givin' me shit

So for the bread and butter, I leave n\*\*\*as in the gutter

Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous

Crazier than a bag of fuckin' angel dust

When I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt naps

I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?

[Interlude]

*When he's stickin' you and takin' all of your money*

[Chorus]

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

(*What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

(*What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine*)

[Verse 2]

Big up! Big up! It's a stick up! Stick up!

And I'm shootin' n\*\*\*as quick if ya hiccup

Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece

The opposite of peace, sendin' mom duke a wreath

You're talkin' to the robbery expert

Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt

Don't be a jerk and get smoked over bein' resistant

'Cause when I lick shots them shits is persistent

*Goodness gracious, the papers*

*Where the cash at? Where the stash at?*

*N\*\*\*a, pass that*

*Before you get your grave dug from the main thug*

*Three fifty-seven slug*

*And my n\*\*\*a Biggie got a itchy one grip*

One in the chamber, thirty-two in the clip

Motherfuckers better strip, (Yeah, n\*\*\*a, peel!)

Before you find out how blue steel feel

*From the Beretta, puttin' all the holes in ya sweater*

*The money-getter, motherfuckers know the pedi'*

*Rolex watches and colorful Swatches*

*I'm diggin' in pockets, motherfuckers can't stop it*

Man, n\*\*\*as come through, I'm takin' high school rings too

Bitches get delgnarts for their earrings and bangles

And when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her door knockers

And if she's resistant: blakka, blakka, blakka

So go get your man, bitch, he can get robbed, too

Tell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?

*Man I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it*

*And if I set it, the cocksucker won't forget it*

[Interlude]

Hey bitch, hey bitch, gimme your money bitch (*When he's stickin' you and takin' all your money*)

[Chorus]

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

(*What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (*I'm a bad, bad, bad*)

(*What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine*)

[Verse 3]

*Man listen, all this walkin' is hurtin' my feet*

*Ooh, money looks sweet*

Where at? *In the Isuzu Jeep*

Man, I throw him in the fiend you grab the fucking cream

And if he start to scream, bom-bom, have a nice dream

Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car

Fur coats and diamonds, she think she a superstar

*Ooh, Biggie let me jack her, I'll kick her in the back*

*Hit her with the gat*

Yo, chill, shorty, let me do that

Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block

The bitch act shocked getting shot on the spot

*Oh shit, the cops*

Be cool, fool

They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts

*So why the fuck he keep looking?*

I guess to get his life tooken

I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking

Oh shit, now he looking in my face

You better haul ass 'cause I ain't with no fucking chase

So lace up your boots, 'cause I'm about to shoot

A true motherfucker going out for the loot

[Outro]

Take that motherfuckers

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