Warning
Notorious BIG [prod Easy Mо Bee] Lyrics

Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46 In the mornin, crack of dawn an' Now I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this pagin me, and why
Biggie receives a call from his friend Pop at an ungodly hour, Pop has intel for Biggie about some guys that are trying to rob him and they both discuss the credibility of this intel.

It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot Of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
Pop was at the gambling spot and overheard a group planning to rob Biggie. Biggie tells Pop to calm down and stop the heist.

Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville? That you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect Nah they're my niggaz nah love wouldn't disrespect I didn't say them, they schooled me to some niggaz That you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures Now they heard you blowin up like nitro And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow So, thank Fame for warnin me cause now I'm warnin you I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do
Biggie reminds Pop of people from Brownsville who he rolled dice and smoked blunts with. He then explains that someone from his past has given info to his would-be robbers. Biggie thanks Pop for informing him and warns the robbers that he is well-armed.

They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus With the Texas license plates outta state They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida The fifth corridor -- -- call the coroner!
The robbers know about Biggie's expensive belongings and connections in places like Georgetown and Virginia. In fact, they even know Biggie's mother's address in Florida. The robbers will face grave consequences if they attempt to rob him.

There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and flower bringin If my burgular alarm starts ringin Whatcha think all the guns is for? All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour The criminals, tryin to drop my decimals
Biggie warns that if the robbers attempt to break into his house, the outcome will not be good for them. He has multiple firearms for an all-purpose war and Rottweilers guarding his doors who will attack anyone who tries to break in. Biggie is not afraid to use all his resources to protect himself and his belongings.

Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Biggie repeats the chorus that his robbers are after his money and are acting on this basis.

It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your picture Now they wanna grab the guns and come and getcha Betcha Biggie won't slip I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip So I can rip through the ligaments Put the fuckers in a bad prediciment, where all the foul niggaz went Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta Fuck what I'ma hit you with you motherfuckers betta duck I bring pain, bloodstains on what remains Of his jacket - he had a gun he shoulda packed it Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket So I can reload and EXPLODE on ya rasshole I fuck around and get hardcore C-4 to ya door no beef no more nigga Feel the rough, scandalous The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you? I'm not gunnin, nigga I bust my gun an' Hold on, I hear somebody comin... Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my paper
Biggie asserts that the people trying to rob him were friends at one point and now they are after him because they know about his wealth. Biggie warns that he's ready for any kind of attack and can defend himself. He threatens to use his weapons to rip through the ligaments of the robbers and put them in a dangerous position. Biggie doesn't care about the robbers or their weak crew and they will have to face him sooner or later.

(C'mon nigga) I'm only comin to pass the gat (Just bring your motherfuckin ass on, come on) Are we gettin close, huh? (It's right over here) Are you sure this Biggie Smalls crib man? (Yeah I'm sure motherfucker, c'mon!) Ahh fuck - it better be his motherfuckin house Fuck right here.. This better be this motherfucker's house (Oh shit!) What, what's wrong? (It's that red dot on your head man!) What red dot on you head. Oh shit! You got a red dot on your head too! Ohh shit!
The robbers are close to Biggie's house and are scared that they might not have the correct location. The situation becomes more intense when one of the robbers notices a red laser dot on his forehead, indicating that Biggie is aiming a weapon at him. The situation becomes even worse when it is revealed that the other robber is also a target. The robbers panic and realize that they will have to face Biggie's wrath.