Realest N*ggas - 50 Cent (50美分)

I love n***as I love n***as

Cause n***as are me

And I should only love that presents me

I love to see n***as go through changes

I love to see n***as shoot through sh*t

And to all n***as that do it I love

To all my Brooklyn n***as

To all my Uptown You n***as understand

To all my Bronx It's war ni**a

To all my Queensbridge I'll blow you away

Back up chump

You know Biggie Smalls grips it quick

And kicks it quick

You know how black n***as get

With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees

Smokin w**d flipping kids making crazy G's

Hitting buckshots at n***as that open spots

On the avenue take my loot and I'm bagging you

Pimping hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos

Flash the Roll make her wet in her pantyhose

Damn a ni**a style is unorthodox

Grip the glock

When I walk down the crowded blocks

Just in case a ni**a wanna act out

I just black out and blow they motherf**kin back out

That's real

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fa sho

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fa sho

When we smoke spliffs we pack four-fifths

Just in case dread wanna riff

He get a free lift to the cemetary rough very

Not your ordinary we watch you get buried

That's a real ni**a for you

Get mad do a quarter flip the script

And rip your lawyer

Spit at the D A cause f**k what she say

She don't give a f**k about your a** anyway

Up North found first stop Watertown

Of fist-skill where the hand skills are real ill

You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover

Ha hahhh you Chief pass the Buddha

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fa sho

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fa sho

When I was young my M O was to go hand-to-hand

And even my P O she called me the Ginger Bread Man

I catch a new case and tell her a** catch me if you can

Don't let your people fill you up wit octane

I'm not playing

Get gassed up to get blast up

Real B I G style watch the kid break it down

Check it thou shalt not f**k wit North C Papa

50 Cent I'll break yo a** off propa

There's no place like home New York New York

I run this city I don't dance around like Diddy

n***as is giddy till they act smack silly

Or spray wit the Mack Milly

They don't want drama really

P**sy n***as get hard lip syncing

My lyrics like Milly Vanilly

Even the hood they feel me

Hah I'm on fire

n***as out in Philly they feel me

They bump my sh*t

Every bootlegger you know bump my sh*t b**ch

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fasho

We the realest ni**a

50 Cent and B I G my ni**a

Don't try to act like you don't feel a ni**a

Biggie yo ni**a 50 yo ni**a

Squeeze the trigga leave a ni**a fasho