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Les paroles de To All My Niggas
| | | Artiste: | 50 Cent |
| | Album: | To All My Niggas | | Titre: | To All My Niggas | | | | Date d'ajout: | 24/02/2008 | | Vues: | 430 fois | | | | Paroles: | [P.Diddy]
{*gunshot*}
Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration
[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
[B.I.G.]
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
[Chorus]
[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!
[Chorus]
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