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[P.Diddy]

Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

(50 Cent)]
I love niggas! I niggas!
Cause are me!
And I only love that 'presents me
I love to see niggas go through (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas through shit (Did it again)
And to all niggas do it I love

[B.I.G.]
To all my (Niggas!)
To all my (You niggas understand?!)
To all my (It's war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll you away)

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how niggas get
With the hoods fatigues with the with trees
weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm you
Pimpin hoes that Volvo's and Rodeos
the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga act out
I just out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's a nigga for ya

[Chorus: 50 (2x)]
We the realest
50 and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo
the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!

B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we four-fifths
Just in dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
That's a nigga for ya
Get mad do a flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck she say
She don't a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop for the
of fist-skill, where the hand skills are ill
You'll be a super Hoover stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo G, the ruler

[Verse: 50
When I was my M.O. was to go hail the Henny
And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Man
I cut ya new case, and her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people feel awkward
I I'm not playin'
Get up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid it down
Check it, shalt not fuck wit North Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll yo punk ass off propa'
There's no place home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance like Diddy
is giddy, till they smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't drama really
Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly
the hood they feel me [gun cocked] hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my
Even bootlegger you know, my shit, bitch!