Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Im sticking ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, aint that some shit?
Am I hard hard core? Harder than the Plymouth
It aint no myth, its a nigga with a spliff
And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back
So what you want, nigga? How you wanna act?
I hope civilized cause I love to see niggas die
Brains all leaking out on the street
And the pastor preaching He was a good man.
Played the bad man when the burner was in his hand
Now hes singing sad songs with Elvis
Three to the head, bout six cross the pelvis
You fuck with the high guy, ya die
You the same motherfucker yelling Look up in the sky!
Im on some old neck shit
Suplex shit, hardcore sex shit
And TEC shit, whatchu want nigga?!
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga? 

A repetitive loop
All I need to destroy a soloist or group
Huh, I put it to ya boy
Hope you got the scoop
Biggie Smalls, the rap genius
I keep the Glock by the penis, the cleanest cut
Fuck the sluts with the big humongous butts
Huh, I use a rubber, but
My style is gushy like the hookers pussy
And it dont take a lot of back talk to push me
Into flamin em, like that little nigga Damien
Pop 19 to my motherfuckin cranium
Game tight, gun totin motherfucker
Niggas in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker
I tricked em -- I gave em work then I sticked em
I stripped em, cause niggas dont want the friction
Told you before how I bring the drama
Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandmama
Whatchu want nigga?!
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga? 
Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
When I get busy, throw your hands to the sky nigga
I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
Knowing that theyd rather be stabbing me
All up in my back, trying to take my track
When I used to sell crack, I aint have problems like that
Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
A nigga front? Throw the gat to the fools
Tears dont effect me, I hit em with the TEC, G
Disrespect me? My potency is deadly
Once the venom hits the cerebellum
My lips get chapped, and my hards start swellin
Keep the nine millimeter by the Peter
To kill a motherfucker, dont a think feel sweeter
Oooohh, it make my head hurt, the blood spurt
The robbery experts berserk
Whatchu want nigga?!
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?
Whatchu want nigga, whatchu whatchu want nigga?