Luyện nghe bài hát The Realest Niggas

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

I niggas, I love niggas 'cause niggas are me
And I should love that which is me
I love to see niggas go changes
I love to see shoot through 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 grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods, fatigues with the with trees
weed, flippin' ki's, makin' crazy Gs

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

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

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'
the trigga, leave a nigga fo' sho'

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

That's a real for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script and rip lawyer
at the D.A. 'cause fuck what she say
She give a fuck about your ass anyway

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

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'
the trigga, leave a nigga 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 her ass catch me if you can
Don't let your people you're awkward, I tame, I'm not lame

Get up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. Style, watch the kid break it
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North Seed
50 Cent, break yo' punk 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 they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Milly, they don't want drama, really

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

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 with Obie Trice
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 your

50 percent is 50
The other 50 percent is color skin it is
Well, if even considering takin' our label down
You better our building 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 it's gonna get to the point
Where it escalates into other shit
Then I'ma flip, then I'ma get to stompin' in my Air Force
Won't be able to if it's two pairs or it's one

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

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

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

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

We the realest
try to act like you don't 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 to be seen
And I got what it to rock the mic, right?
Still what you say to me punk
I'm off probation in less then 6 months