Real Niggas (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Lil' Kim)

Bad Boy in the house for the '95

Big shout out to my man Mel Smith, my man Don Cee San in the house

What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo?

Sick of mama screaming that "Get a job, nigga"

Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a nigga

Simple and plain, my man scooped me in a hooptie

Whispered in his ear "This is what we got to do, G"

Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good

So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood

Cause baby-mama screaming "Your daughter 12 months"

Can't live life swinging rocks and smoking blunts

Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the bills

And being broke and 30 give a nigga the chills

So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic

Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I seen that shit)

Columbian Dominican, yeah whateva

Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather

Two keys, 20 G's, nigga please,

Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't leave

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Cause real niggas do real things

Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made

I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the MAFIA a arcade

Mad games: pool tables and candy

A little extra chicken loot be comin in handy

Check it, got on some '95 shit, sold the 5 bought the 6

Delvecc, copped the lex, we was set

We no had work all in the projects

Niggas slingin O's he kept the profit, no one could stop it

We was livin it up

All the sexy young bitches ain't stressin givin it up

Same bitches suckin dick tryin to dress to thrill me

Said the niggaz I killed is out to kill me

Soon as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat

One had a mac spittin, all I saw was gun smoke

The other had a shottie, I was shootin everybody

And I wasn't missing had to get out this position

Niggas still hitting, feel a hot one in my back

Licked six shots, smoked a nigga wit the mac

The nigga wit the shottie still busting, cussing

Mighty goals and puntas

All I'm tryin to do is shoot ya, two shots in the ruger

Booh-yeah, blew his ass out

Then I passed out (passed out, passed out)

On the road to the riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to the riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95 peace

Real niggas, aight

The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery

But the nurses is lovin me

Sayingthe best part of the day is my half

Feedin me breakfast and givin me a sponge baths

Niggas say I died dead in the streets

Nigga, I'm getting high getting head on the beach

Chillin, sittin on about half a million

With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women

Next two years, I could see about a billion

All for the love of drug dealin

Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks

Any repurcussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips

All the time, Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme

Raw flows, and that's how it goes

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things

Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Real niggas do real things