Luyện nghe bài hát The Realest Niggas

Before shots, Queens, you heard, I'm a boy
But I'm gonna shout niggas out
'Cause I got one love for New York, niggas, you heard?

I love niggas, I love niggas niggas are me
And I should only love that is me
I love to see niggas go changes
I love to see niggas shoot shit
And to all that do it, I love

To all my
(Niggas)
To all my
(You understand?)
To all my
(It's war, nigga)
To all my
(I'll you away)

up, chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods, fatigues with the boots with
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, crazy Gs

Hittin' buckshots at that open spots on the avenue
Take my and I'm baggin' you
Pimpin' that drive Volvos and Rodeos
the Roll, make her wet in her pantyhose

Damn, a nigga style is
Grip the glock, when I walk the crowded blocks
in case a nigga wanna act out
I black out and blow they motherfuckin' back out
That's a real for ya

We the realest,
50 and B.I.G., my nigga
try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, leave a nigga fo'

We the realest,
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 trigga, leave a nigga fo'

When we smoke spliffs, we pack fifths
Just in case dread wanna
He get a free to the cemetery
Rough very not ordinary, we watch you get buried

That's a nigga for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. 'cause what she say
She don't give a fuck your ass anyway

Up Northbound, stop, Watertown and fish scale
Where the hand scales are ill
be a super Hoover, doo doo stain remover
Yo, G, the buddha

We the realest,
50 Cent and B.I.G., my
Don't try to act you don't feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, leave a fo' sho'

When I was young, my M.O. was to go hand in
And even my P.O., she called me the Bread Man'
I cut ya new case and tell her ass me if you can
Don't let your feel you're awkward, I tame, I'm not lame

Get up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. Style, watch the kid it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo' ass off propa

There's no place like home, New York, New
I run this city and now I dance like Diddy
Niggas is giddy 'til they act silly
Or spray wit the Milly, they don't want drama, really

Pushy niggas get hard, lip syncing my like Milli Vanilli
the hood, they feel me, I'm on fire
Niggas out in Philly, they feel me, they my shit
bootlegged, you know, bump my shit, bitch

We the realest,
50 and B.I.G., my nigga
Don't try to act you don't feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
the trigga, leave a nigga fo' sho'

I got 50 Cent, I got
D-Twizzy's in this bitch with Obie
So watch what you say before you our name
If you say one more thing, it won't be

Here we go, I shoulda
I was bound to get pulled into bullshit sooner or later
You little are too jealous of us to love us
You ain't it, G-Unit made it and comin', D-Twizzy's comin'
You sick to stomach

50 is 50 Cent
The 50 percent is who's color skin it is
Well, if you're even considering takin' our down
You find our building and fly a fucking plane into it
But I tryin' to get too intricate into it

I'm tryin' to give you a little hint for your own benefit
'Cuz then it's gonna get to the
Where it escalates some other shit
Then I'ma flip, then get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones
Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or one

It's feel like there's so many feet kickin' you
You think that Nike just made these cleat tennis shoes
I don't know it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when pussies try to push me

Thinkin they gon' put me in the to pickle me
Y'all tickle me pink, I think I'd just rather Pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock, tickety tock
A little bit of the diggity diggity

Mixed with a bit of the jiga jig jiga
With a small of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the diggity

We the realest
Don't try to act like you don't feel our
'Cuz we gon' fuck around and kill your
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Records
We the label fo'

We the label
Don't try to act like you feel our label
'Cuz we gon' fuck around and steal your
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50
We gon' kill yo' fuckin' fa sho

Shady in the place to be
And I got what it takes to rock the mic,
watch what you say to me punk
'Cuz I'm off in less then 6 months