Whatchu Want

Lyrics

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.] Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] I'm sticking ice picks on the tip of ya dick Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit? Am I hard hardcore? Harder than the Plymouth It ain't no myth, it's 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 he's singing sad songs with Elvis Three to the head, 'bout six cross the pelvis You fuck with the high guy, ya die You're the same motherfucker kickin' "Look up in the sky!" I'm on some ole next shit, suplex shit, hardcore sex shit And TEC shit – whatchu want, nigga?! [Hook: Puff Daddy, The Notorious B.I.G, talking] Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? (Poppin' that straight up, niggas really know) Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? (True hardcore, fuck is wrong with you?) Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? (Junior M.A.F.I.A) Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? (OGB) Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? (50 Grand, yeah) Whatchu want, nigga? Whatchu-whatchu want, nigga? [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G. (Puff Daddy)] 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 (All the time) The cleanest cut, fuck the sluts with the big humongous butts (Yeah) Huh, I use a rubber, but – (Ueah) My style is gushy like the hooker's pussy And it don't take a lot of back talk to push me Into flamin' 'em, like that little nigga Damien Glock 19 to my motherfuckin' cranium Game tight, gun totin' motherfucker Niggas in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker (Fuck that!) I tricked 'em – I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em (Yeah) I stripped 'em, 'cause niggas don't want the friction Told you before how I bring the drama Slam Larry Johnson and his grandmama Whatchu want, nigga?! [Hook: Puff Daddy] 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? [Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.] Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga (Yeah) 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 they'd rather be stabbing me All up in my back, trying to take my track (Fuck that!) When I used to sell crack, I ain't have problems like that Street rules – watch your pockets and your jewels A nigga front, throw the gat to the fools Tears don't 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 hands start swellin' (Yeah yeah yeah) Keep the nine millimeter by the Peter To kill a motherfucker, don't a thing feel sweeter Oooohh, it make my head hurt, the blood squirt The robbery expert's berzerk Whatchu want, nigga?! [Hook: Puff Daddy] 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?