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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

Last Poets]
I love niggas, I niggas~!
niggas are meeeee
And I should only love that which is
I love to see niggas go through
I to see niggas, shoot the shit
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 world nigga!!"
To all my bridge "Swept you away.."

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

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

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

[Verse: 50
When I was my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
Even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Man
I catch a new case, and her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people 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 - shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo ass off
There's no place home, New York - 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
don't want drama really
Pussy niggaz get lip syncin' my lyrics like Milli Vanilli
In the hood they feel me cocked*} hah!! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my
Every bootlegger you know, pump my bitch!