Luyện nghe bài hát To All My Ni**as

f/ B.I.G.

[P.Diddy]

Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

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

[B.I.G.] (chris rock)
To all my (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown [You understand?!]
To all my Bronx war nigga]
To all my Queensbridge [I'll blow you

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Smalls grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' at niggas that open spots
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 style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the blocks
in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin out
That's a nigga for ya

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

B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we pack
Just in dread wanna riff
He get a lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
That's a real for ya
Get mad do a quarter the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause what she say
She give a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first for the town
of fist-skill, where the skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo remover
Ha hahhh, yo G, the ruler

[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 your people your awkward
I I'm not lame
Get gassed up to get up
Real B.I.G. style the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo punk ass off propa'
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 smack
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want really
Pushy niggas get lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me {*gun hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my
Even you know, bump my shit, bitch!