Real Niggas - Diddy feat Lil' Kim, Notorious B.I.G.
[Puffy]
I'm not wit none of that
Standin' around lookin' cool and sh_t
I want you motherf_ckers to jump the f_ck up
And have some motherf_ckin' fun
You understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this sh_t out
Four, five
As we procced to give you what you need
[Notorious B.I.G]
Sick of momma screamin' that "Get a job, n_gga"
Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a n_gga
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hoop
Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G
Got to bang a n_gga and bang a n_gga good
So I could cop a Benz and drive the f_ck out the hood
Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months
Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
Hangin' with the n_gga's don't pay the bills
And bein' broke at 30 give a n_gga the chills
So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see that sh_t? (Hell yeah, I see that sh_t)
Columbian, Dominican, yeah whatever
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, twenty G's, n_gga please
Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need
[1] - On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n_ggaz do real things
Hanging wit the b_tches is the song I sing
Real n_ggaz do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n_ggaz do real things
Hanging wit the b_tches is the song I sing
Real n_ggaz do real things
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tote gats wit my n_gga, clap wit my n_gga
Break bread and then break backs wit my n_gga
Jack wit my n_gga, cock the latch wit my n_gga
Now how you gon' act wit my n_gga?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
And I will lick shots and run through your home
Or better yet I put your son to the chrome
Turn the music up and unplug the phone
I will kill him, read my lips
You too, motherf_cker if I don't see no bricks
See, I flips when I don't see no chips
Yeah, n_gga, I know you in pain, I don't care n_gga
I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, G's motherf_cker, freeze
Cock s_cker, you better bring the things out
Before I blow your motherf_cker frame out
N_gga what
[Repeat 1]
[Lil' Kim]
Real big n_gga's over here talkin' sh_t
Yo f_ck that, I'm gon' check these n_gga's
F_ck that, f_ck that
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear ya
Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um pardon me, my bad
I shoulda known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers
N_ggaz think they gon' stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop ya'll lungs
We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns
We buy out everything you claim, including your name
Mama b_tch squeeze the life out of ya'll n_gga's
Screw barkin', I take bites out of ya'll n_gga's
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it
F_ck shootin' windows n_gga, I jumps through it
With the all black hood, he beat a n_gga 'till he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my n_gga B.I.G
I wanna see all ya'll n_ggaz D.I.E
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b_tches do real things
Hanging with the n_ggas is the song I sing
Real b_tches do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b_tches do real things
Hanging with the n_ggas is the song I sing
Real b_tches do real things
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