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To all my niggas remix

by 50 Cent


I love niggas! I love niggas!
Cause niggas are me!
And I should only love that īpresents me
I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again)
And to all niggas that do it I love

[B.I.G.]
To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!)
To all my Bronx (Itīs war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (Iīll blow you away)

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin kiīs, makin crazy Gīs
Hittinī buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and Iīm baggin you
Pimpin hoes that drive Volvoīs and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
Thatīs real

[Refrain] x2:
[50 Cent]
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
Donīt try to act like you donīt feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the triggaī leave a nigga faī sho!

[Notorious 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
Thatīs a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
She donīt give a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop Watertown
Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
Youīll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha

[Refrain]

[50 Cent]
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 ass "catch me if you can"
Donīt let your people fill you up wit octane Iīm 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 fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, Iīll break yo ass off propaī
Thereīs no place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I donīt dance around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they donīt want drama really
Pussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah! Iīm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Every bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!

[Refrain]

The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)
Green Lantern! the infiltration, we cominī! (yeah)

[Eminem]
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
D-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!
So watch what you say, īfore you call our name
Cause you say one more thing and it wonīt be nice!

[Eminem]
Whoa, here we go, I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit
Sooner or later you little haters
Are too jealous of us to love us
You hate it G-Unit made it and Obieīs coming
D-Tweezyīs coming youīre sick to your stomach
50 percent of itīs 50 cent
The other 50 percent of itīs whoīs color of skin it is
But if you even considerinī taking our label down
You better find our building and fly a fucking plane into it
But I ainīt trying to get too intricate into it
Iīm just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cause then itīs gonna get to the point
Where it escalates to some other shit
Then Iīm a flip, then Iīm a get to
"Stomping in my Air Force Ones"
But you wonīt be able to tell
If itīs two pairs or itīs one
Itīs just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you
Youīd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoe
I donīt know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these pussies try to push me
Thinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle me
Yīall tickle me pink
I think Iīd just rather have Pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock, tickety tock tickety
A little bit of the diggedy doc diggedy
Mixed with a little bit of the {*Eminem vocal scratch*}
Wit a pinch of Biggie
Look at me, Iīm just the bomb diggedy

[Refrain] :
[Eminem]
We the realest label
Donīt try to act like you donīt feel our label
Cause we gonī fuck around and kill your label
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
We the label faī sho!

We the realest label
Donīt try to act like you donīt feel our label
Cause we gonī fuck around and steal your paper
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
We gonī kill your label faī sho!

[Eminem]
Shady in the place to be see
And I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right!
Still watch what you say to me punk
Cause Iīm off probation in less than six months

Haha, Shady Records
Still Aftermath, and donīt think we donīt
Hear you motherfuckers talkinī!
Cause we do and we see yīall
We just gonī sit back for a minute
While I see what the FUCK yīall do



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