Released: September 16, 2016
Featuring: Kleptomaniac The Notorious B.I.G.
Songwriter: The Notorious B.I.G. Kleptomaniac
Producer: Daddy-O
[Chorus: Slick Rick, Kleptomaniac]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
Crime fucking pays, motherfucker, fuck a job
[Verse 1: Kleptomaniac]
Peace to all the real niggas getting loot
Robbing banks, sticking stores, money bags exploding, troop
Niggas who do mad phone scams, that nigga in the street
Wants to leave a beast for the freak Armani man
Dosed they pockets with swiftness, relentless
Got sent the hoes down pat, be beating niggas senseless
Nothing's pretense, bitch, it's real like a Dairy seal
Myself, I like to steal
Klep gotta do what Klep gotta do, so do you
American systems don't work, don't let them fool you
So control your number, hold, and lock your weed date
I set records straight, get the papes, get the papes
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
Two cultures is these babies in these sanitation jobs
So don't let 'em gas you up, let opportuns pass you up
Make the Arab gas and take their pants like cash
I get ridiculous with this kid sticking shit
Leaving no evidence, so dusting for fingerprints
Is irrelevant, don't get caught at what you do
That's how you stack loot, see Lex coupes
And double-grill Q's
[Chorus: Slick Rick, Kleptomaniac]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[Verse 2: Kleptomaniac]
So hold that fake chain over the flame
Tell 'em, "People of color won't change"
Knowing it's a trick to trick they fucking brain
That's how we do things in Crookyn
The realm where fists don't swing
All you hear is click-bang, click-bang
On those who perpetrate with bootleg tapes
Certain scams I can't relate
Now their pocket waits my pocket-weight
Klept the great, it gets through thick skulls
That was your best? Have a fistful
Cris', cribs, and pistols
This, type of music is the perfect setting
For setting shit off in elevators
Tekken, Big, well let's rock
Saw her neck and pocket-book checking
Break out the cup with your henchmen
Start the indo digestion
Yo, you can't rap style on rap's Pharaoh
A lyrical rotisserie when I drop my mad flow
So show those Academy Award skills
Like you know, who's that rap pro
Step to Klept, you get toast
You didn't know?
[Chorus: Slick Rick, Kleptomaniac]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
Crime fucking pays, motherfucker, fuck a job
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[Verse 3: Kleptomaniac]
A magnum box, VCR box, packing rocks
Hundred bill counterfeits get broke down in weed-spots
"Does the scheming stop?" You're dreaming, hops
G'ing ass niggas giving D's headbutts and skeet knocks
I run through stores like I don't give a fuck
Customers better duck, security guards is getting snuck
What? I'm stabbing wannabe heroes in the gut, I don't give a fuck
I'm laughing in the camera with a full duff, grabbing my nuts
[Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.]
I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smoking skunk and mad Phillies
Beating down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If robbery is a class, bet I pass it
Shit get drastic, I'm burying ya bastards
Biggie Smalls ain't softening
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offering
Leave the fucker coughin'gup blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Comfort the wife, Kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
She whipping my ride, counting my ones, thinking I'm richest
It's, just the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what else to say
I've been robbing niggas since Run and them was singing 'Here We Go'
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie homeboy, you didn't know?
[Chorus: Slick Rick]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[The Notorious B.I.G.]
Ayo Klept man, you gotta chill with that robbing shit man
Word to mother man, that shit ain't gon' do nothing but bring death
Word to mother, man
I'mma take care of your baby and your mother
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
You didn't know? Go steal and rob!
Crime fucking pays, motherfucker, fuck a job
[Verse 1: Kleptomaniac]
Peace to all the real niggas getting loot
Robbing banks, sticking stores, money bags exploding, troop
Niggas who do mad phone scams, that nigga in the street
Wants to leave a beast for the freak Armani man
Dosed they pockets with swiftness, relentless
Got sent the hoes down pat, be beating niggas senseless
Nothing's pretense, bitch, it's real like a Dairy seal
Myself, I like to steal
Klep gotta do what Klep gotta do, so do you
American systems don't work, don't let them fool you
So control your number, hold, and lock your weed date
I set records straight, get the papes, get the papes
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
Two cultures is these babies in these sanitation jobs
So don't let 'em gas you up, let opportuns pass you up
Make the Arab gas and take their pants like cash
I get ridiculous with this kid sticking shit
Leaving no evidence, so dusting for fingerprints
Is irrelevant, don't get caught at what you do
That's how you stack loot, see Lex coupes
And double-grill Q's
[Chorus: Slick Rick, Kleptomaniac]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[Verse 2: Kleptomaniac]
So hold that fake chain over the flame
Tell 'em, "People of color won't change"
Knowing it's a trick to trick they fucking brain
That's how we do things in Crookyn
The realm where fists don't swing
All you hear is click-bang, click-bang
On those who perpetrate with bootleg tapes
Certain scams I can't relate
Now their pocket waits my pocket-weight
Klept the great, it gets through thick skulls
That was your best? Have a fistful
Cris', cribs, and pistols
This, type of music is the perfect setting
For setting shit off in elevators
Tekken, Big, well let's rock
Saw her neck and pocket-book checking
Break out the cup with your henchmen
Start the indo digestion
Yo, you can't rap style on rap's Pharaoh
A lyrical rotisserie when I drop my mad flow
So show those Academy Award skills
Like you know, who's that rap pro
Step to Klept, you get toast
You didn't know?
[Chorus: Slick Rick, Kleptomaniac]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
Crime fucking pays, motherfucker, fuck a job
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[Verse 3: Kleptomaniac]
A magnum box, VCR box, packing rocks
Hundred bill counterfeits get broke down in weed-spots
"Does the scheming stop?" You're dreaming, hops
G'ing ass niggas giving D's headbutts and skeet knocks
I run through stores like I don't give a fuck
Customers better duck, security guards is getting snuck
What? I'm stabbing wannabe heroes in the gut, I don't give a fuck
I'm laughing in the camera with a full duff, grabbing my nuts
[Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.]
I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smoking skunk and mad Phillies
Beating down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If robbery is a class, bet I pass it
Shit get drastic, I'm burying ya bastards
Biggie Smalls ain't softening
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offering
Leave the fucker coughin'gup blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Comfort the wife, Kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
She whipping my ride, counting my ones, thinking I'm richest
It's, just the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what else to say
I've been robbing niggas since Run and them was singing 'Here We Go'
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie homeboy, you didn't know?
[Chorus: Slick Rick]
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
[The Notorious B.I.G.]
Ayo Klept man, you gotta chill with that robbing shit man
Word to mother man, that shit ain't gon' do nothing but bring death
Word to mother, man
I'mma take care of your baby and your mother
- Junior Mafia Demos EP (2016)