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    [Intro] (50 Cent)
    I love niggas! I love niggas!
    Cause niggas are me!
    And I should only love that 'presents 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

    To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
    To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!)
    To all my Bronx (It's war nigga)
    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 niggas get
    With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
    Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
    Hittin' buckshots at niggas 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 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
    That's a real nigga for ya

    [Chorus: 50 Cent] (2x)
    We the realest nigga
    50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
    Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
    Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
    Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga 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 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 don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
    Up North found first stop for the town
    of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
    You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
    Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler


    [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 ass "catch me if you can"
    Don't let your people feel your awkward
    I tame I'm not lame
    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 Seed Papa
    50 Cent, I'll break yo ass off propa'
    This new place like home, New York - New York
    I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
    Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly
    Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
    Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
    Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked* hah! I'm on fire!
    Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
    Even bootlegged you know, bump my shit, bitch!


    I got 50 Cent
    I got G-Unit
    D-Twizzy's in this bitch
    With Obie Triiiiice
    So watch what you say
    Before you call our name
    If you say one more thing
    It won't be nice

    [Verse: Eminem]
    Here we go
    I shoulda known
    I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit 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 fucking 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 shit
    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 pussy'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' fuck around and kill 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' fuck around and steal your people
    Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records, we the label fa 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!

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