Luyện nghe bài hát Ni**as

Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

[The Poets]
I niggas, I love niggas~!
Cause niggas are
And I only love that which is meeeee
I love to see go through changes
I love to see niggas, shoot the
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 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 with the boots with trees
weed, flippin' ki's, makin' crazy G's
Hittin' buckshot at that open spots
on the avenue, take my loot, and I'm you
hoes 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 case a nigga act out
I just black out, and blow motherfuckin' back out

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

B.I.G.]
Then we spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread riff
He get a lift to the cemetery, rough very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your
at the D.A., cause fuck what she say
She don't a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North bound first stop, town or Bitch-skill
the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover 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 gassed up to get up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it
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 Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till smacked silly or sprayed wit the Mac Milli
They don't want drama
Pussy niggaz get hard lip my lyrics like Milli Vanilli
In the hood they feel me cocked*} hah!! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they me, they bump my shit
Every you know, pump my shit bitch!