Soundtracks - Realest N*ggas - Notorious B.i.g. & 50 Cent lyrics

[Intro] (50 Cent) 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 (Whoooo!!) I love to see n***as shoot through sh** (Did it again) And to all n***as that do it I love [B.I.G.] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (You n***as understand?!) To all my Bronx (It's war n***a) To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away) [Verse: B.I.G.] 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 weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's Hittin' buckshots at n***as that open spots On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose Damn, a n***a style is unorthodox Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a n***a wanna act out I just black out, and blow they motherf**in back out That's a real n***a for ya [Chorus: 50 Cent] (2x) We the realest n***a 50 Cent and B.I.G. my n***a Don't try to act like you don't feel a n***a Biggie yo n***a, 50 yo n***a Squeeze the trigga' leave a n***a fa' sho! [Verse: B.I.G.] 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 n***a for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause f** what she say She don't give a f** about your a** anyway Up North found first stop for the town of fist-sk**, where the hand sk**s are real ill You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover Ha hahhh, yo G, pa** the ruler [Chorus](2x) We the realest n***a 50 Cent and B.I.G. my n***a Don't try to act like you don't feel a n***a Biggie yo n***a, 50 yo n***a Squeeze the trigga' leave a n***a fa' sho! [Verse: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I cut ya new case, and tell her a** "catch me if you can" Don't let your people feel your awkward I tame I'm not lame Get ga**ed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down Check it, thou shalt not f** wit North Seed Papa 50 Cent, I'll break yo punk a** off propa' This new 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 Pushy n***as get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly Even the hood they feel me {*gun co*ked*} hah! I'm on fire! n***as out in Philly they feel me, they bump my sh** Even bootlegged you know, bump my sh**, b**h! [Chorus](2x) We the realest n***a 50 Cent and B.I.G. my n***a Don't try to act like you don't feel a n***a Biggie yo n***a, 50 yo n***a Squeeze the trigga' leave a n***a fa' sho! [Eminem] I got 50 Cent I got G-Unit D-Twizzy's in this b**h With Obie Triiiiice So watch what you say Before you call our name If you say one more thing It won't be nice Here we go I shoulda known I was bound to get pulled into some bullsh** sooner or later You little haters are too jellous of us to love us You ain't it G-Unit made it And Obie's comin D-Twizzy's comin You sick to your stomach 50% is 50-Cent The other 50% is who's color skin it is Well if you're even considering takin our label down You better find our building and fly a f**ing plane into it But I ain't tryin to get too intriqette into it I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your own benefit Cuz then it's gunna get to the point where it escalates into some other sh** Then Im a flip Then Im a get to stompin in my Air Force One's Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or it's one It's gunna feel like there's so many feet kickin you You think that Nike just made these into cleat tennis shoes I don't know what it is or what it could be But I get a woody when these p**y's try to push me Thinkin they gon' put me in the position to pickle me Ya'll tickle me pink I think I'd just rather have pink tiggle me Hickory dickory dock tickoty tock tickety a little bit of the diggity dock diggity Mixed with a little bit of the jiga jig jiga With a small pinch of Biggie Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggity We the realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label Cuz we gon' f** around and k** your label Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records, we the label fa sho We the realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label We gon' f** around and steal your people Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, we gonna k** your f**in label 4-sho Shady in the place to be seen And I got what it takes to rock the mic RIGHT! Still watch what you say to me punk cuz I'm off probation in less then 6 MONTHS! Shady Records Still Aftermath And don't think we don't hear you motherf**ers talking Cuz we do We see yall But we just gonna sit back for a minute and watch what the f** yall do