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f/ Notorious B.I.G.
P.Diddy
*gunshot*
Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration
Intro 50 cent (chris rock)
(I love ! I love !
Cause are me!)
And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see shoot through s**t (Did it again)
And to all that do it I love
B.I.G. (chris rock)
To all my Brooklyn ( !)
To all my Uptown You understand?!
To all my Bronx It's war nigg*
To all my Queensbridge I'll blow you away
Verse: B.I.G.
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
d*mn, a nigg* style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigg* wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfkin back out
That's a real nigg* for ya
Chorus: 50 Cent (2x)
We the realest nigg*
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigg*
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigg*
Biggie yo nigg*, 50 yo nigg*
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigg* fa' sho!
Verse: B.I.G.
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real nigg* for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fk what she say
She don't give a fk about your as* anyway
Up North found first stop for the town
of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler
Chorus
Verse: 50 Cent
When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny
And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I cut ya new case, and tell her as* "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people feel your awkward
I tame I'm not lame
Get gassed up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not fk wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk as* off propa'
There's new place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
is giddy, till they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
Pushy get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me *gun c*cked* hah! I'm on fire!
out in Philly they feel me, they bump my s**t
Even bootlegged you know, bump my s**t, b*tch!