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Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

[The Last
I love niggas, I niggas~!
Cause niggas are
And I should only love that which is
I to see niggas go through changes
I love to see niggas, shoot the
But there's one thing about niggas I do not

[50
Yeah... did it nigga!

[Chorus: B.I.G.]
To all my "Niggas!!"
To all my Uptown "You understand!!"
To all my "In this world nigga!!"
To all my bridge "Swept you away.."

B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it
and it quick, you know how black niggaz get
the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, makin' G's
Hittin' buckshot at niggaz open spots
on the avenue, my loot, and I'm baggin' you
Pimpin' hoes that drive Volvo's and
the roll, make 'em wet in they pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is
Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded
Just in case a wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they back out

50 Cent - repeat 2X]
We the realest
50 and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act you don't feel us nigga
Biggie yo' nigga, 50 yo'
Squeeze the trigger, leave a fa' sho'!
We the nigga
50 and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you feel a nigga
Biggie yo' nigga, 50 yo'
Squeeze the trigger, a nigga fa' sho'!

B.I.G.]
Then we smoke spliffs, we four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna
He get a free to the cemetery, rough very
Not your ordinary, we you get buried
That's a nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A., cause what she say
She don't give a about your ass anyway
Up North bound first stop, Water town or
Where the skills are real ill
be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo chief, pass the

[Verse: 50
When I was my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I catch a new case, and her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people you up wit octane, I'm not playing
Get gassed up to get up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it
Check it - thou not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, break yo ass off propa'
There's no place home, New York - New York
I run the city, and I don't around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they smacked or sprayed wit the Mac Milli
They don't want drama
Pussy niggaz get hard lip syncin' my lyrics like Milli
In the hood they feel me {*gun hah!! I'm on fire!
out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Every bootlegger you know, my shit bitch!