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!
Cause are me!)
And I should love that 'presents me
I love to see go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas shoot 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 [It's war
To all my Queensbridge [I'll you away]

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Smalls grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm you
Pimpin hoes drive Volvo's and Rodeos
the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded
Just in a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and they motherfuckin back out
That's a real for ya

[Chorus: 50 (2x)
We the realest
50 and B.I.G. my nigga
try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo
Squeeze the trigga' a nigga fa' sho!

B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we pack
Just in case dread wanna
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough
Not your ordinary, we watch you get
That's a nigga for ya
Get mad do a flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck she say
She don't give a about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop for the
of fist-skill, where the hand skills are ill
be a super Hoover 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 your people feel your
I tame I'm not
Get up to get blast up
B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo punk ass off propa'
There's new place home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance around Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they act silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't drama really
Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Vanilly
Even the hood they me {*gun cocked*} hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly feel me, they bump my shit
Even you know, bump my shit, bitch!