I Really Want to Show You [2005 Remaster]

The Notorious B.I.G.

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Woo, there's gonna be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button, Jack Biggie, Biggie I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like you's the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser But they don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way, mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce And wish you wasn't living so devilish, shit I remember I was just like you Smoking blunts with my crew, flipping over '62s 'Cause G-E-D wasn't B-I-G I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock 19 for casket and flower moves But chumps tryna stop my flow And what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment, he wasn't tryna hear it Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm due in court For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man Come and roll with me I really wanna show you How I work the streets I really wanna show you How I'm clocking G's I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you I had the master plan, I'm in the caravan On my way to Maryland with my man Two-Tecs To take over this project, they call him Two-Tecs He tote two TECs And when he start to bust, he like to ask who's next I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack in the crack of her ass Two pounds of hash in the stash I wait for hon to make some quick cash I told her she could be lieutenant, bitch got gassed At last, I'm literally lounging, black Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks Had to re-up, see what's up with my peeps I know the dealer gone, had a chief on the jeep See who got smoked, what rumors was spread Last I heard, I was dead with six to the head Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder We got infiltrated, Latino at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch I told her when she hit the bricks, I'll make the hooker rich Conspiracy, she'll be home in three Until then, I looks out for the whole family A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble In the everyday struggle Come and roll with me I really wanna show you How I work the streets I really wanna show you How I'm clocking G's I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani Ain't tryna see no black man turn to John Gotti Guns and diamonds, bitches put they Tongues where the sun ain't shinin' Take keys 'til they spawnin', snakes flee with consignment This kid, he got his crib raided, police found grams They locked up his whole fam', moms, sister, his old man Nigga bailed his moms out, then he told on his man Now they home, actin' like nothin' wrong, hustlin' again He tried to be the next Frank White and Escobar Pickin' up coke, a fiend holds it in a separate car Cooks it up 'til it's bright white, cut it tight, right Then he slings it to the fiends, lookin' like Fright Night Coppin' the motorbikes and scooters, countin' dough on computers High technology dealers to the users and losers Half-leg Didi, try to swap drugs for TVs Stores run out of baking soda from BK to QB My niggas die for the cause,.45 on the drawer City laws made by BIG, Nas, and Biggie Smalls Bitches holdin' my weight in they titties and bras My bitches out of state get busy while they pushin' my cars Callin' me up, callin' me baller, call for they cut Pretty hoes bring me my cash, swallow all of this nut Seats on the Benz say "Nasty", push the dashboard The stash box is where the cash be, watchin' for task force 'Cause I know they comin', but I'm reachin' my goal, fuck bummin' I'm makin' sure I leave this whole game with somethin' Crib in West Palms for my dime, crib for my moms Ridiculous, you lookin' at the next Nicholas Barnes, baby Come and roll with me I really wanna show you How I work the streets I really wanna show you How I'm clocking G's I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you How I work the streets I really wanna show you How I'm clocking G's I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you How I work the streets I really wanna show you How I'm clocking G's I really wanna show you Come and roll with me I really wanna show you