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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

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

[50
Yeah... did it nigga!

Notorious B.I.G.]
To all my "Niggas!!"
To all my Uptown "You understand!!"
To all my Bronx "In this 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 with the with trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, makin' G's
Hittin' at niggaz that open spots
on the avenue, my loot, and I'm baggin' you
Pimpin' that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the roll, 'em wet in they pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is
the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow motherfuckin' back out

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

B.I.G.]
Then we spliffs, we pack four-fifths
in case dread wanna riff
He get a free to the cemetery, rough very
Not ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real for ya
Get mad do a flip the script, and rip your lawyer
at the D.A., cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about ass anyway
Up North first stop, Water town 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 a new case, and tell 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. style watch the kid it down
Check it - thou shalt not wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo ass off propa'
There's no like home, New York - New York
I run the city, and I don't dance around like
Niggas is giddy, till they silly or sprayed wit the Mac Milli
don't want drama really
Pussy niggaz get hard lip syncin' my lyrics like Vanilli
In the hood they feel me {*gun hah!! I'm on fire!
out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Every you know, pump my shit bitch!