50 Cent - The Realest Niggas (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro] (50 Cent) 
I love niggas! I love niggas! 
Cause niggas are me! 
And I should only love that which is 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 *bound 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 hand in hand 
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 punk ass off propa' 
Theres no place like home, New York, New York 
I run this city, and now I 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] 

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 jealous 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 
Cuz we gon' fuck around and steal your people 
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, we gon' kill yo fuckin' 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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lyrics submitted by Richie
lyrics corrected by Romeo on 25-02-2005