《Gimme the Loot》是The Notorious B.I.G.演唱的歌曲，收录于2019年发行的专辑《Flossin (Explicit)》中。
歌曲歌词
Yeah
Motherf**kers better know huh huh
Lock your windows close your doors
Biggie Smalls huh yeah
I'm a bad bad boy
My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my crib
Turned himself in he had to do a bid
A one-to-three he be home the end of '93
I'm ready to get this paper G you with me
Motherf**king right my pocket's looking kind of tight
And I'm stressed yo biggie let me get the vest
No need for that just grab the f**king gat
The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back
Word is bond I'm a smoke him yo don't fake no moves
What
Treat it like boxingstick and move stick and move
Ni**a you ain't got to explain sht
I've been robbin motherf**kers since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same four-five
Two point-blank a motherf**ker's sure to die
That's my word ni**a even try to bogart
Have his mother singing it's so hard
Yes Love love your f**king attitude
Because the ni**a play p**sy that's the ni**a that's getting screwed
And bruised up from the pistol whipping
Welts on the neck from the necklace stripping
Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing b**ches too
Up the herring bones and bamboos
I wouldn't give f**k if you're pregnant
Give me the baby rings and a 1 MOM pendant
I'm slamming n***az like Shaquille sht is real
When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal
Cause mom duke ain't giving me sht
So for the bread and butter I leave n***az in the gutter
Huh word to mother I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of f**king Angel Dust
When I bust my gat motherf**kers take dirt naps
I'm all that and a dime sack where the paper at
But he's sticking you and taking all of your money
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Big up big up it's a stick up stick up
And I'm shooting n***az quick if you hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece
The opposite of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
Cause when I lick shots the s**ts is persistent
Huh goodness gracious the papers
Where the cash at Where the stash at
Ni**a pass that before you get your grave dug
From the main thug 357 slug
And my ni**a Biggie got an itchy one grip
One in the chamber 32 in the clip
Motherf**kers better strip yeah ni**a peel
Before you find out how blue steel feel
From the beretta putting all the holes in your sweater
The money getter motherf**kers don't have better
Rolex watches and colourful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets motherf**kers can't stop it
B**ches get strangled for they earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers
And if she's resistant baka baka baka
So go get your man b**ch he can get robbed too
Tell him Biggie took it what the f**k he gonna do
I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it
And if I set it the cocksucker won't forget it
But he's sticking you and taking all of your money
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Gimme the loot gimme the loot
I'm a bad bad boy
Man listen all this walking is hurting my feet
But money looks sweet
Where at
In the Isuzu jeep
Man I throw him in the Beem you grab the f**king C R E A M
And if he start to scream bam bam have a nice dream
Hold up he got a f**king b**ch in the car
Fur coats and diamonds she thinks she a superstar
Ooh Biggie let me jack her I kick her in the back
Hit her with the gat
Yo chill Shorty let me do that
Just get the f**king car keys and cruise up the block
The b**ch act shocked gettin shot on the spot
Oh sht The cops
Be cool fool
They ain't gonna roll up all they want is f**king doughnuts
So why the f**k he keep lookin
I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home ain't trying to see Central Booking
Oh sht now he lookin in my face
You better haul a** cause I ain't with no f**king chase
So lace up your boots cause I'm about to shoot
A true motherf**ker going out for the loot