歌手:The Notorious B.I.G.
专辑:《Ready To Die》

作词 : Notorious BIG
So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back,talkin bout the gats in your raps
But I can't feel that hardcore appeal
that you're screamin,baby I'm dreamin
This ain't Christopher Williams,still some
MC's got to feel one,caps I got to peel some
To let ****** know...that if you **** with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who?Says me,the lyrical
****** sayin,"Biggie off the street,it's a miracle"
Left the drugs alone,took the thugs along with me
Just for ****** actin shifty
Sticks and stones break bones,but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin funk by the boxes,packin glocks is
natural to eat you ****** like chocolates
The funk baby
Chorus （repeats 8X）]
"I live for the funk,I'll die for the funk"（LOTUG,Chief Rocka）
Verse Two:]
All I want is *******,big booty *******
Used to sell crack,so I could stack my riches
Now I pack gats,to stop all the snitches
from stayin in my business,what is this?Relentless
approach,to know if I'm broke or not
Just cause I joke and smoke a lot
Don't mean I don't tote the glock
Sixteen shots for my ****** in the pen
Until we ************ meet again
Huh,I'm doin rhymes now,**** the crimes now
Come on the ave,I'm real hard to find now
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10by the seats
For the jackers,the jealous ass crackers in the （car sirens）
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof
Hold ya head,cause when you hit the bricks
I got gin,mad blunts,and ******* suckin ****
The funk baby
Repeat chorus]
Verse Three:]
So I guess you know the story,the rap-side,crack-side
How I smoked funk,smacked ******* on the backside
Bed-Stuy,the place where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a ***** wan'test
The rocket launcher,Biggie stomped ya
High as a ************ helicopter
That's why I pack a nina,**** a misdeameanor
Beatin ************* like Ike beat Tina
（What's Love,Got to Do）
when I'm rippin all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo,but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk,and it's sellin by the tons
****** wanna know,how I live the mack life
Making money smoking mics like crack pipes
It's type simple and plain to maintain
I add a little funk to the brain
The funk baby