[Intro: Diddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]
I'm not with none of that
Standing around, looking cool and shit
I want y'all motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfucking fun
You understand what it means to be black?
I have my man The Notorious B.I.G in the back (Yeah)
I go by the name of The Puff Daddy (Uh)
But check this shit out
Four, five
As we proceed to give you what you need (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G]
Sick of Momma screaming that "Get a job, n***a"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a n***a (Uh)
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie (Uh-huh)
Whispered in his ear, this is what we got to do, G
Got to bang a n***a and bang a n***a good
So I could cop a Benz (Uh) and drive the fuck out the hood (Uh-huh)
'Cause baby mama screaming, your daughter twelve months
Can't live life slinging rocks and smoking blunts (Uh)
Hanging with the n***as don't pay the bills
And bein' broke at thirty give a n***a the chills (Uh)
So what we got todo is creep and see a sweet Vic
Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)
Colombian, Dominican, yeah, whatever
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, twenty G's, n***a, please
Blew his brains out 'cause witnesses we don't need
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Diddy]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Real n***as do real things

[Verse 2: Diddy]
I tote gats with my n***a, clap with my n***a
Break bread and then break backs with my n***a
Jack with my n***a, cock the latch with my n***a
Now how you gon' act with my n***a?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
And I will lick shots and run through your home
Or better yet, I put your son to the chrome
Turn the music up and unplug the phone
I will kill him, read my lips
You too, motherfucker, if I don't see no bricks
See, I flips when I don't see no chips
Yeah, n***a, I know you in pain, I don't care, n***a
I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G's, motherfucker, freeze
Cock sucker, you better bring them things out
Before I blow your motherfucker frame out, n***a, what?
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G with Diddy & Lil' Kim]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things (Ayo, Biggie, some people over here talking shit)
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing (Yo, fuck that, I'ma check these n***as, fuck that, fuck that)
Real n***as do real things

[Verse 3: Lil' Kim]
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear you (Yeah)
Oh, thought you was talking to us, hmm, pardon me, my bad
I should have known y'all ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers, n***as think they gon' stop my ones (Please)
Put a contract out and stop y'all lungs
We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns (Uh-huh)
We buy out everything you claim, including your name
Mama bitch squeeze the life out of y'all n***as (Uh-huh)
Screw barking, I take bites out of y'all n***as (Uh-huh)
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it (Mmm-hmm)
Fuck shooting windows, n***a, I jumps through it
With the all black hoodie, beat a n***a 'til he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my n***a B.I.G
I wanna see all y'all n***as D.I.E (Uh, uh, uh)
[Chorus: Lil' Kim & The Notorious B.I.G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the n***as is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real bitches do real things
Hanging with the n***as is the song I sing
Real bitches do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n***as do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real n***as do real things