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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

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

[50
Yeah... did it nigga!

[Chorus: B.I.G.]
To all my "Niggas!!"
To all my Uptown "You understand!!"
To all my Bronx "In this nigga!!"
To all my bridge "Swept you away.."

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it
and kicks it quick, you how black niggaz get
with the fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, crazy G's
Hittin' buckshot at that open spots
on the avenue, my loot, and I'm baggin' you
Pimpin' hoes drive Volvo's and Rodeos
the roll, make 'em wet in they 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 - repeat 2X]
We the realest
50 Cent and B.I.G. my
Don't try to act like you don't feel us
yo' nigga, 50 yo' nigga
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'
the trigger, leave a nigga fa' sho'!

B.I.G.]
Then we spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in dread wanna riff
He get a lift to the cemetery, rough very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
That's a nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A., fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about ass anyway
Up North bound first stop, town or Bitch-skill
the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo chief, the Buddha

[Verse: 50
I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
Even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Man
I a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let 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 - shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo ass off propa'
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 silly or sprayed wit the Mac Milli
They want drama really
Pussy niggaz get hard lip syncin' my like Milli Vanilli
In the hood feel me {*gun cocked*} hah!! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, bump my shit
Every bootlegger you know, my shit bitch!