Luyện nghe bài hát The Realest Niggas

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

I love niggas, I love 'cause niggas are me
And I should only love which is me
I love to see niggas go changes
I to see niggas shoot through 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)

Back up, chump, you Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how 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
Flash the Roll, make her wet in her

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

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

When we smoke spliffs, we four fifths
Just in dread wanna riff
He get a lift to the cemetery
Rough very not your ordinary, we watch you get

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

Up Northbound, first stop, Watertown and fish
Where the hand scales are ill
You'll be a super Hoover, doo doo stain
Yo, G, pass the

We the realest,
50 Cent and B.I.G., my
Don't try to act like you don't feel a
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 'Ginger Man'
I cut ya new case and tell her ass me if you can
Don't let people feel you're awkward, I tame, I'm not lame

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

There's no place home, New York, New York
I run city and now I dance around like Diddy
Niggas is 'til they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they want drama, really

Pushy niggas get hard, lip syncing my lyrics like Vanilli
Even the hood, 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 Cent and B.I.G., my
try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, a nigga fo' sho'

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

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

50 is 50 Cent
The other 50 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 ain't to get too intricate into it

I'm just tryin' to give you a little for your own benefit
then it's gonna get to the point
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 or it's one

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

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

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

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

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

Shady in the to be seen
And I got what it to rock the mic, right?
Still watch what you say to me
'Cuz I'm off probation in then 6 months