[00:00.000] 作词 : Burt Bacharach/Hal David/Notorious B.I.G./Osten Harvey[00:01.000] 作曲 : Burt Bacharach/Hal David/Notorious B.I.G./Osten Harvey[00:05.593]"Warning"[00:17.273]Who the **** is this?[00:18.193]pagin me at 5:46in the mornin crack a dawnin[00:21.725]now I'm yawnin,wipe the cold out my eye[00:25.209]see who's this pagin me and why..[00:28.29]It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop[00:29.780]told me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot[00:33.176]some b***h wanna stick you like fly paper neighbour[00:35.960]slow down love please chill drop the caper[00:39.168]remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownsville[00:42.72]that you rolled dice wit[00:43.288]smoked the blunts and got nice wit[00:45.544]yeah my little Fame up in Prospect[00:47.779]nah dem my people nah love wouldn't disrespect[00:49.656]I didn't say dem,[00:51.480]they schooled me to some niggas[00:53.110]that you knew from back when,[00:54.628]when you was clockin minor figures[00:55.968]Now they heard you blowin up like nitro[00:58.248]know they wanna stick the knife[01:00.56]through your windpipe slow..[01:01.60]so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you[01:04.604]you got the mac Biggie[01:06.12]tell me what you wanna do...[01:07.72]CHORUS][01:07.784]Damn niggas wanna stick me for my papers[01:09.521]VERSE 2][01:18.686]They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus[01:20.652]wit the Texas license plate outta state[01:22.807]they heard about the pounds[01:24.891]you got down in Georgetown[01:26.24]now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down[01:29.25]they even heard about the crib[01:31.127]you bought your moms out in Florida[01:32.907]the fifth corridor....[01:33.613]Call the coroner[01:34.323]there's gonna be alot of slow singin[01:36.399]and flower bringin[01:37.483]if my burgular alarm starts ringin[01:39.855]whatcha think all the guns is for?[01:43.419]all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door[01:45.779]and I feed em gun powder so they can devour[01:49.43]the criminals tryin to clock my decimals[01:50.856]DAMN niggas wanna stick my for my C.R.E.A.M.[01:52.999]And it ain't a dream things aint always how it seems[01:58.375]it's the ones that smoke blunts witcha[01:59.905]see your picture,now they wanna[02:01.280]grab they guns and come and getcha[02:02.870]Bethca Biggie won't slip[02:04.30]I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip[02:07.866]so I can rip through the ligaments[02:10.222]put they bodies in a bad prediciment[02:11.662]where all the foul mother****ers went[02:14.122]Touch my cheddar,feel my Beretta[02:15.926]Buck with what I had you with[02:18.954]you mother****ers betta duck[02:19.793]I bring pain,blood stains on what remains[02:22.126]Of his jacket,he had a gun he should've packed it[02:25.674]****ed it, extra clips in my pocket[02:27.690]so I can reload and explode down ya r*******[02:30.50]I **** around and get hardcore[02:32.602]C4to ya door no beef no more[02:35.763]feel the rush scandalous[02:37.846]The more **** smoke I puff the more dangerous[02:41.690]I don't give a **** about you or your weak crew[02:45.230]What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you[02:47.982]I'm not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in[02:50.412]Hold on I hear somebody comin........