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[P.Diddy]

Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy

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

[B.I.G.]
To all my (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (You understand?!)
To all my (It's war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll you away)

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

50 Cent (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
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 nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your
Spit at the D.A. cause what she say
She don't give a fuck about ass anyway
Up North found stop for the town
of fist-skill, where the hand are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain
Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the

[Verse: 50
When I was young my M.O. was to go 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 I'm not playin'
Get gassed up to get up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid it down
it, thou shalt not fuck wit North Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off
no place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they smack
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't drama really
Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly
the hood they feel me [gun cocked] hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they me, they bump my shit
bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!