Luyện nghe bài hát The Realest Niggas

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

I love niggas, I love niggas niggas are me
And I should only love that is me
I love to see niggas go changes
I to see niggas shoot through shit
And to all niggas do it, I love

To all my
(Niggas)
To all my
(You understand?)
To all my
(It's war, nigga)
To all my
(I'll you away)

up, chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods, fatigues with the boots trees
Smokin' weed, flippin' ki's, makin' Gs

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

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

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 nigga fo'

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, leave a fo' sho'

When we spliffs, we pack four fifths
in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the
Rough very not your ordinary, we watch you get

a real nigga for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. 'cause fuck she say
She don't a fuck about your ass anyway

Up Northbound, first stop, Watertown and scale
Where the hand scales are ill
You'll be a Hoover, doo doo stain remover
Yo, G, pass the

We the realest,
50 Cent and B.I.G., my
Don't try to act like you don't feel a
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, a nigga fo' sho'

When I was young, my M.O. was to go in hand
And even my P.O., she me the 'Ginger Bread Man'
I cut ya new case and tell her ass me if you can
Don't let your people feel awkward, I tame, I'm not lame

Get up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. Style, watch the kid it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit Seed Papa
50 Cent, break yo' punk ass off propa

There's no like home, New York, New York
I run this and now I dance around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy 'til they act silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama,

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

We the realest,
50 and B.I.G., my nigga
Don't try to act you don't feel a nigga
Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo'
Squeeze the trigga, leave a nigga fo'

I got 50 Cent, I got
D-Twizzy's in this bitch with Obie
So what you say before you call our name
If you say one thing, it won't be nice

Here we go, I known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit sooner or
You little are too jealous of us to love us
You ain't it, G-Unit it and Obie's comin', D-Twizzy's comin'
You sick to stomach

50 is 50 Cent
The other 50 is who's color skin it is
Well, if you're considering takin' our label down
You better find our building and fly a fucking into it
But I ain't tryin' to get too intricate it

I'm just tryin' to you a little hint for your own benefit
'Cuz then it's get to the point
Where it escalates into some shit
Then flip, then I'ma get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones
Won't be able to if it's two pairs or it's one

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

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

Mixed with a little bit of the jig jiga
With a small of Biggie
at me, I'm just the bomb diggity

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

We the label
try to act like you don't feel our label
'Cuz we gon' around and steal your people
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50
We gon' kill yo' fuckin' fa sho

Shady in the to be seen
And I got it takes to rock the mic, right?
Still watch what you say to me
'Cuz I'm off probation in then 6 months