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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

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

[50
Yeah... did it nigga!

[Chorus: B.I.G.]
To all my "Niggas!!"
To all my "You niggas understand!!"
To all my "In this world nigga!!"
To all my Queens "Swept you away.."

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

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

B.I.G.]
Then we smoke spliffs, we pack
Just in case dread wanna
He get a free lift to the cemetery, very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
That's a real for ya
Get mad do a quarter 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 bound first stop, Water or Bitch-skill
Where the skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain
Ha hahhh, yo chief, pass the

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