Luyện nghe bài hát The Realest Niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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'

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

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

a real nigga for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script and rip lawyer
Spit at the D.A. fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about 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 and B.I.G., my nigga
Don't try to act like you feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, leave a nigga fo'

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 and tell her ass catch me if you can
Don't let your people feel you're awkward, I tame, I'm not

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

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

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

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'

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

we go, I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit 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 percent is 50
The other 50 is who's color skin it is
Well, if you're even takin' our label down
You better find our and fly a fucking plane into it
But I ain't tryin' to get too intricate it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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