*Note: There's (of course...) lots of distortion, and some kind
of cool delay effects goin' on here throughout the song.  Also,
the tuning here is standard, on the "Rock Remix II" they use 
dropped D tuning (I think), and it's *almost* the same thing.
Play around with it.

Verse (Under Puffy):
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||--5---5-5-----3-5-----5-8-------------------------------------
A||--5---5-5-----3-5-----5-8-------------------------------------
E||--3---3-3-----1-3-----3-6-------------------------------------

Cool little riff thing:      
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||---5-4-3------------------------------------------------------
A||----------4--3-1----------------------------------------------
E||--------------------------------------------------------------

Intro to the riff thing (halfway through the song):
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||--------------------------------------------------------------
A||-----1--3--4-5--5-4-3-----------------------------------------
E||-3-3-------------------4--3-1---------------------------------

Under The Lox's(?) Part:
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||--5-----9--8--7-----------------------------------------------
A||--5-----9--8--7-----------------------------------------------
E||--3-----7--6--5-----------------------------------------------

Under Lil' Kim's part:
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||--5---4---3---2-----------------------------------------------
A||--5---4---3---2-----------------------------------------------
E||--3---2---1---0-----------------------------------------------

Under the Notorious B.I.G.'s part:
E||--------------------------------------------------------------
B||--------------------------------------------------------------
G||--------------------------------------------------------------
D||--5---4---3---2-----------------------------------------------
A||--5---4---3---2-----------------------------------------------
E||--3---2---1---0-----------------------------------------------

Oh, I found some lyrics:

Uhh, uh-huh, yeah Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Uhh,
uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Goodfellas, uhh

Verse One: Puff Daddy

Now... what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers -- who
be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the
Taurus Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah livin the raw
deal, three course meals Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal But still,
everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your
will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's
my word Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums Five plus Fives, who
drive Millineums It's all about the Benjamins, what? I get a fifty pound
bag of ooh for the mutts Five carats on my hands wit the cuts And swim in
European figures *** bein a broke nigga

Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy)

I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin
a Bro' Vega I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh) Rockin Bejor
denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon) Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin
Cristals Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah) Enormous cream,
forrest green -- Benz jeep for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
(that's right) We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you You
should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews* Don't let the melody
intrigue you (uh-uh) Cause I leave you, I'm only here for that green paper
which lead you 

Verse Three: Sheek

I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's And have papi
flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!) Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa And
the latin chick tranportin in the chocha Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never
sober Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh) Avoidin NARC's
wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh) Stash in the buildin wit this chick
named Alona (uh-huh) from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her
(uh-huh) But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha)
Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon) Uhh, gangsta mental,
stay poppin Cristal Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown
(whoo!) Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin Italian music down the
river wit your chick clingin to my bizzalls, player you mad false Actin
hard when you as pussy as RuPaul

Interlude: Puff Daddy

C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh

It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 4X)

It's all about the Benjamins baby Now, what y'all wanna do? It's all about
the Benjamins baby Wanna be ballers, shot-callers It's all about the
Benjamins baby Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers It's
all about the Benjamins baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus

Verse Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude)

Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot? Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh? BZZZZT, throw
a hex on a whole family (yeah... yeah yeah) Dressed in all black like the
Oman (say what?) Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's
right) And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick Floss in my 6 with the
Lex on the wrist If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh) German
Ruger for your ass bitch, deep throated Know you wanna fill the room cause
it's platinum coated Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck
a dick All that bull*** you kick, playa hatin from the sideline Get your
own ***, why you ridin mine? (uh-huh) I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady Stash
380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby! Only female in my crew, and I
kick *** like a nigga do, with a trigga too, *** you (Big: Yeah, yeah,
uhh, uhh, uhh!)

Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G.

I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice
grill Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me in my asshole, uhhh,
undercover, Donni Brascoe Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl
(uh-huh) My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740 Rockin Redman and
Naughty, all in my kitty-kat Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her
titties at And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh) *** the
state pen, *** hoes at Penn State (c'mon) Listen close it's Francis, the
Praying Mantis Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand grip on
the whip, for the smooth getaway Playa haters get away or my lead will
spray Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me Only, to Hell I send thee,
all about the Benji's What??

Outro: Puff Daddy

It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 8X)