C'mon Shorty stay push, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon push it's almost there
One more time, c'mon
C'mon push baby, one more time
Harder harder, push harder
Push, push, c'mon
One more time, here it goes!
I see the head!
You did it baby, yeah!
[Curtis Mayfield's "Super Fly" plays over this]
[Sugarhill Gang's "Rappers Delight" fades in]
... the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop!
Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang
The boogey to the boogedy beat
Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin, to the beat
[voice comes in over]
God damnit, what the f**k are you doin?
You can't control that god damn boy? (What?)
I just saw Ms. Jersey, he told me he caught the
motherf**kin boy and chopped him
(Get your black ass off!)
You can't control the god, I don't know
what the f**k to do with that boy
(What the f**k do you, whatta you do?)
If if you can't f**kin control him
(All you f**kin do is bitch at me)
Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherf**kin ass
to a group home goddamnit, what??
I'll smack the shit outta you bitch
Take your black ass, the f**k outta here)
otherf**ker, you are f**kin up
(Comin in here, smellin like pile of shit, dumb motherf**ker)
[Sugarhill fades out, Audio Two fades in]
Gizmo's cuttin, up for the
Suckers that's, down with me!
What nigga you wanna rob them motherf**kin trains you crazy?
[B.I.G.:] Yes, yes, motherf**ker, motherf**kin right, nigga yes
Nigga what the f**k nigga? We gonna get...
[B.I.G.:] Nigga it's eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke?
Yeah nigga but, but...
[B.I.G.:] Motherf**ker is you broke motherf**ker?
We need to get some motherf**kin paper nigga
Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherf**kin train
[B.I.G.:] Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga?
My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga
is you wit me? [gun clicks] Motherf**k is you wit me?
Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon
[B.I.G.:] Alright then nigga lets make it happen then
All you motherf**kers get on the f**kin floor! *blam blam*
Get on the motherf**kin floor!
[B.I.G.:] Chill, give me all your motherf**kin money
And don't move nigga!
[B.I.G.:] Give me all your motherf**kin money, I want the jewelry
Give me every f**kin thing
Nigga I'd shut the f**k up or I'ma blow your motherf**kin brains out!
Nigga, give me your jewerly, give me your wallet
[B.I.G.:] f**k you bitch, get up off that shit
What the f**k you holdin on to that shit for bitch?
[Audio Two fades out, Snoop Dogg fades in]
Open C-74, Smalls
Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door
So how does it feel leavin us?
[B.I.G.:] C'mon man, what kind of f**kin question is that man?
Tryin to get the f**k up out this joint dog
Yeah, yeah, you'll be back
You niggaz always are
[B.I.G.:] Go head man, what the f**k is you hollerin about?
You won't see me up in this motherf**ker no mroe
[B.I.G.:] I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahahaha
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Songwriter(s): Black Sabbath
Record Label(s): 2004 Bad Boy Records LLC for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world excluding the United States, South America and Central America
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