Luyện nghe bài hát To All My Ni**as

f/ B.I.G.

[P.Diddy]

Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

50 cent (chris rock)
(I niggas! I love niggas!
niggas are me!)
And I should only love 'presents me
I to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas shoot shit (Did it again)
And to all that do it I love

[B.I.G.] (chris rock)
To all my (Niggas!)
To all my [You niggas understand?!]
To all my Bronx [It's war
To all my Queensbridge blow you away]

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open
On the avenue, my loot, and I'm baggin you
hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded
in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they back out
a real nigga for ya

[Chorus: 50 (2x)
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' a nigga fa' sho!

B.I.G.]
When we spliffs, we pack four-fifths
in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough
Not ordinary, we watch you get buried
a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause what she say
She don't give a fuck your ass anyway
Up found first stop for the town
of fist-skill, the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the

[Verse: 50
When I was my M.O. was to go hail the Henny
And even my P.O. she me the Ginger Bread Man
I cut ya new case, and her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let people feel your awkward
I tame I'm not
Get gassed up to get up
Real B.I.G. watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off
There's new place like home, New - New York
I run city, I don't dance around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they act silly
Or spray wit the Milly, they don't want drama really
Pushy get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me cocked*} hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly feel me, they bump my shit
Even you know, bump my shit, bitch!