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Jay-Z feat. Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics


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Okay, I'm reloaded!
You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"

Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo, peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that with ya

Hit ya, back split ya (uh)
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh)
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo)
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mhm)
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
Most hated

Can't fade it (uh, what?)
While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)
But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him
"What's ya name?"

Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Tryin' to push 700s, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbite rings too
Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
(Marcy) That's right, you don't stop
(Bed-stuy) You won't stop (nigga)

What, what, what?
Jay-z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
(Jigga) Jay-Z

Biggie baby! (Uh)
My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
From 62s, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)
Gram choppin', police van dockin'
Ds at my doors knockin' (what?)

Keep rockin', yeah
No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit
The fuck back with the pistols blazin'
Hot like Cajun (uh)
Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
With New York plates outside
Get up out of there, fuck your ride

Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)
Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White
Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)
Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy
You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me
Pass the safe, before I blaze the place
And here's six shots just in case
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Crown Heights) You don't stop
(Brownsville) You won't stop (nigga)
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
(Ha ha) Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where we from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Bushwick) You don't stop
(Fort Greene) You won't stop (niggas)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
For '9-6, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China white heroin
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms (um)
Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (uh)

Me and Gutter had two spots
The 2-for-5 dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)
Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' Too Hot
If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)
Get it? Tupac's? (hh, uhh, uhh)

Time to separate the pros from the cons (and-uh)
The platinum from the bronze
That butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)
A S1 diamond from a I class don
A Chandon sipper from a Rose nigga, huh
Brook-nam, sippin' on

Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)
The M.A.f.i.a. Keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans (uh)
Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow
Tossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica
I'm warnin' ya (ha, what the fuck?)

Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
(Flatbush) You don't stop
(Red Hook) That's right, you won't stop (nigga)
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all (ohwee)
(East New York) You don't stop
(Clinton Hill) You won't stop (nigga)
Is Brooklyn in the house?
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Uhh, Roc-A-Fella y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A
Supermen clique




Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this
Representing BK to the fullest

Overall Meaning

"Brooklyn's Finest" is a collaboration between Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G., two of the greatest rappers to come out of Brooklyn. The song is a celebration of their borough and a proclamation of their dominance in the rap game. The lyrics are aggressive and boastful, with both rappers claiming to be the best and warning any would-be challengers that they will not be able to compete. The title of the song refers to Jay-Z and Biggie's status as the top rappers from Brooklyn, and it was released as the 10th and final track on Jay-Z's debut album, "Reasonable Doubt," in 1996.


The song begins with Jay-Z declaring that he is "reloaded" and warning his competitors that they "gon' die, big time." He then introduces Biggie, and the two rappers take turns boasting about their skills and threatening their enemies. The lyrics include references to drug dealing, violence, and the police surveillance that both rappers were subject to at the time. The chorus repeats the line "Brooklyn's Finest," emphasizing the pride that the two rappers felt in their hometown and their position at the top of the rap game.


One interesting fact about the song is that it was produced by DJ Clark Kent, who had previously worked with Biggie on his debut album, "Ready to Die." The beat features a sample from "Ecstasy," a song by the Ohio Players. Another notable aspect of the song is the back-and-forth between Jay-Z and Biggie, which showcases the chemistry between the two rappers and their ability to complement each other's styles. The song has been praised as one of the best collaborations in hip-hop history and a testament to the talent and creativity of both artists.


Line by Line Meaning

Okay, I'm reloaded!
I am ready to come back stronger and more powerful.


You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Do you really believe that you are important or influential?


Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
If you mess with Jay-Z, you will suffer severe consequences.


Here come the 'Pain'
Prepare yourself for the difficulties and hardship that will come your way.


Jigga (Jigga), Bigga (Bigga)
Referring to Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G., respectively.


Nigga, how you figure (how you figure)
How do you come to that conclusion or believe that?


Ayo, peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
Observe the manner in which the police constantly bother us.


The number one question is can the feds get us (uh-huh)
The most pressing concern is whether or not we will be caught by the federal authorities.


I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors (uh-huh)
I hold grudges against those who make foolish bets in gambling.


And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Referring to individuals who act tough but only drive Jetta cars.


Take that with ya
Consider that information or statement as you go.


Hit ya, back split ya (uh)
I will strike you, causing you pain and dividing you.


Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles (uh)
I have no interest in meaningless arguments or petty fights.


Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle (woo)
I will cover your face with a pillowcase to silence the sound of gunshots.


Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle (mhm)
I will harm your innocent daughter by shooting her in the leg.


Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
I have no intention of engaging in a struggle, but I do possess a gun with a nickel coating.


Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
I will plant cocaine on the ground to make it seem like a drug-related crime.


Most hated
I am despised by many.


Can't fade it (uh, what?)
You cannot ignore or diminish my influence or reputation.


While y'all pump Willie, I run up and stunt silly (uh-huh)
While you focus on trivial matters, I am out here making bold and extravagant moves.


Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me (uh)
Out of fear, you have instructed your weak associates to try to eliminate me.


But on the con-trilli, I packs the MAC-milli
However, secretly, I am armed with a powerful MAC-10 firearm.


Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin' soft on him
I shot at him repeatedly, causing the paramedics to struggle to keep him alive.


"What's ya name?"
What is your name or who are you?


Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra (uh)
I want to know who is responsible for shooting you. I have connections to organized crime, just like Frank Sinatra.


Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Individuals from Peru attempted to harm or kill me, and I have not settled the debt with them.


Tryin' to push 700s, they ain't made them yet
I am attempting to sell high-end cars, but they have not been manufactured yet.


Rolex and bracelets is frostbite rings too
My expensive Rolex watch and bracelets also function as symbols of wealth and power.


Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo, stick who? (Motherfucker)
People in my neighborhood refer to me as 'Igloo' because I am cold and unyielding. Who dares to challenge me?


Jay-Z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G. are here to intimidate you so much that you lose control of your bodily functions.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn, goin' out for all
Proudly representing the borough of Brooklyn and showing support for everyone from there.


(Marcy) That's right, you don't stop
Acknowledging the Marcy Projects and emphasizing that there is no stopping their influence.


(Bed-stuy) You won't stop (nigga)
Refusing to let anyone or anything halt the progression of Bedford-Stuyvesant.


What, what, what?
What? What? What are you trying to say or do?


Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G. are so intimidating that they will make you lose control of your bodily functions.


Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
Representing and showing pride for Brooklyn, they will strike hard and cause you to surrender.


You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
You must be insane to believe that your insignificant lyrics can challenge or defeat me.


I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
I am from Marcy Projects and belong to the elite varsity team, while you are an amateur on the junior varsity team.


(Jigga) Jay-Z
Referring to Jay-Z once again.


Biggie baby! (Uh)
Referring to Notorious B.I.G., emphasizing his presence and importance.


My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious, delicious
My style of rap from Bedford-Stuyvesant is aggressive and enjoyable.


Fuck three wishes, made my road to riches
I did not rely on luck or wishes; I created my own path to success and wealth.


From 62s, Gemstars, my mom's dishes (uh)
I started my journey from the streets with 62 grams of drugs and firearms, while my mother was cooking in the kitchen.


Gram choppin', police van dockin'
I am cutting and repackaging grams of drugs, while police vans are stationed nearby.


Ds at my doors knockin' (what?)
Police officers are constantly knocking at my door, attempting to catch me engaging in illegal activities.


Keep rockin', yeah
Continue to persevere and succeed despite the challenges.


No more mister nice guy, I twist your shit
I am no longer going to be friendly or lenient; I will disrupt your plans or ideas.


The fuck back with the pistols blazin'
Back away and retreat while I threaten you with my guns.


Hot like Cajun (uh)
I am highly skilled and dangerous, similar to the spiciness of Cajun cuisine.


Hotter than even holdin' work at the Days Inn
I am even more intense and powerful than the experience of selling drugs at a cheap motel like the Days Inn.


With New York plates outside
Referring to the presence of their cars with New York license plates parked nearby.


Get up out of there, fuck your ride
Leave immediately, abandoning your vehicle.


Keep your hands high, shit gets steeper (uh)
Raise your hands to show surrender, as the situation becomes increasingly difficult.


Here comes the Grim Reaper, Frank White
Death is approaching, personified by the grim reaper, also known as Frank White.


Leave the keys to your InnKeeper (that's right)
Surrender the keys to the person in charge, just like an innkeeper.


Chill, homie, the bitch in the Shoney's told me
Relax, my friend; the woman in the Shoney's restaurant informed me.


You're holdin' more drugs than a pharmacy
You are in possession of a large quantity of drugs, comparable to a pharmacy.


You ain't harmin' me, so pardon me
You cannot hurt or affect me, so please excuse my indifference.


Pass the safe, before I blaze the place
Give me access to the safe before I set the location on fire.


And here's six shots just in case
Additionally, I am prepared with six gunshots, in case you attempt any resistance.


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Repeatedly shouting the name of Brooklyn to assert their pride and presence.


For '9-6, the only MC with a flu
During the year 1996, I was the only MC with a contagious and influential style.


Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're trying to do
Yes, I have an incredibly unique and impressive flow that you are attempting to replicate.


Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, China white heroin
I have amassed great wealth from selling drugs from Peru, specifically high-quality China white heroin.


Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms (um)
Don't be ridiculous; just like short sleeves expose my arms, I possess and carry firearms.


Stay out my way from here on (clear?) Gone! (uh)
Do not cross my path or interfere with me in any way. I will disappear from your presence.


Me and Gutter had two spots
My associate Gutter and I operated from two different locations.


The 2-for-5 dollar hits, the blue tops (uh-huh)
We sold drugs for $2 that were worth $5, and they were packaged in blue tops.


Gotta go, Coolio mean it's gettin' Too Hot
We need to leave quickly because the situation is becoming dangerous or volatile.


If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two Pacs (uh)
If my significant other Fay' had twins, it would be similar to Tupac having two sides or personas.


Get it? Tupac's? (hh, uhh, uhh)
Do you understand the wordplay? It's a reference to Tupac Shakur, the rapper.


Time to separate the pros from the cons (and-uh)
It is now necessary to distinguish the skilled individuals from the amateurs or impostors.


The platinum from the bronze
Referring to the highest level of success (platinum) and the lower level (bronze).


That butter-soft shit from that leather on the Fonz (uh)
Differentiating between weak or soft lyrics and the tough and stylish persona of the Fonz from the TV show 'Happy Days'.


A S1 diamond from a I class don
Referring to the quality of a diamond (S1) versus the level of a mafia boss (I class don).


A Chandon sipper from a Rose nigga, huh
Distinguishing between someone who enjoys Chandon champagne and someone who prefers more luxurious Rose champagne.


Brook-nam, sippin' on
Representing Brooklyn and enjoying oneself, typically with a drink in hand.


Cristal forever, play the crib when it's mink weather (uh)
Continuously drinking Cristal champagne, and only being at home when the weather is cold enough for fur coats.


The M.A.f.i.a. Keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans (uh)
The Junior M.A.F.I.A. carries guns concealed within their Marc Buchanan designer clothing.


Usually cuatro cinco, the shell sink slow
Typically, we fire .45 caliber guns, and the bullets penetrate slowly into the target.


Tossin' ya, mad slugs through your Nautica
We are aggressively shooting numerous bullets through your Nautica clothing.


I'm warnin' ya (ha, what the fuck?)
I am advising you and giving you a warning. What is your reaction or response?


Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G. are so intimidating that they will make you lose control of your bodily functions.


(Where you from?) Brooklyn goin' out for all
Proudly representing the borough of Brooklyn and showing support for everyone from there.


(Crown Heights) You don't stop
Acknowledging Crown Heights and emphasizing that there is no stopping their influence.


(Brownsville) You won't stop (nigga)
Refusing to let anyone or anything halt the progression of Brownsville.


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Repeatedly shouting the name of Brooklyn to assert their pride and presence.


Jay-z and Biggie Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G. are so intimidating that they will make you lose control of your bodily functions.


(Where we from?) Brooklyn goin' out to all
Proudly representing the borough of Brooklyn and showing support for everyone from there.


(Bushwick) You don't stop
Acknowledging Bushwick and emphasizing that there is no stopping their influence.


(Fort Greene) You won't stop (niggas)
Refusing to let anyone or anything halt the progression of Fort Greene.


Yeah, yeah, yeah
Expressing agreement or understanding.


Is Brooklyn in the house?
Is there representation from Brooklyn here?


(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Repeatedly shouting the name of Brooklyn to assert their pride and presence.


Uhh, Roc-A-Fella y'all, Junior M.A.F.I.A
Referring to Roc-A-Fella Records and Junior M.A.F.I.A., two influential groups in the music industry.


Supermen clique
They are part of a powerful group or clique, just like superheroes.


Brooklyn's Finest, you re-wind this
They are the best and most skilled artists from Brooklyn, encouraging listeners to listen to their music repeatedly.


Representing BK to the fullest
Showing complete dedication and loyalty to representing Brooklyn.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Rodolfo Antonio Franklin, Marshall Jones, Christopher Wallace, Leroy Bonner, Ralph Middlebrooks, Walter Morrison, Norman Napier, Marvin Pierce, Andrew Noland, Greg Webster, Shawn Carter

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