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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

[The Last
I niggas, I love niggas~!
Cause are meeeee
And I should only love that which is
I love to see go through changes
I to see niggas, shoot the shit
But there's one about niggas I do not love

[50
Yeah... did it nigga!

Notorious B.I.G.]
To all my "Niggas!!"
To all my "You niggas understand!!"
To all my Bronx "In world nigga!!"
To all my Queens "Swept you away.."

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie rips it quick
and kicks it quick, you know how black get
with the hoods fatigues with the boots trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, crazy G's
Hittin' buckshot at niggaz open spots
on the avenue, my loot, and I'm baggin' you
Pimpin' hoes that Volvo's and Rodeos
the roll, make 'em wet in they pantyhose
Damn, a style is unorthodox
the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga act out
I just black out, and blow they back out

[Chorus: 50 - repeat 2X]
We the nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my
Don't try to act like you feel us nigga
yo' nigga, 50 yo' nigga
Squeeze the trigger, leave a fa' sho'!
We the nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my
try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo' nigga, 50 yo'
Squeeze the trigger, a nigga fa' sho'!

B.I.G.]
Then we smoke spliffs, we four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna
He get a free to the cemetery, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get
a real 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 first stop, Water town or Bitch-skill
Where the skills are real ill
You'll be a Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo chief, the Buddha

[Verse: 50
When I was young my M.O. was to go
my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people fill you up wit octane, I'm not
Get up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid it down
Check it - shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo ass off propa'
There's no place home, New York - New York
I run the city, and I don't around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they silly or sprayed wit the Mac Milli
They don't want really
niggaz get hard lip syncin' my lyrics like Milli Vanilli
In the they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah!! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my
bootlegger you know, pump my shit bitch!