Текст песни 50 Cent f Eminem, Notorious B.I.G. - To All My Niggas 12"
50 Cent f Eminem, Notorious B.I.G. - To All My Niggas 12" слова песни
* send corrections to the typist[Intro]I love niggas! I love niggas!Cause niggas are me!And I should only love that `presents meI 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 One: Notorious B.I.G.]Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quickAnd kicks it quick, you know how black niggas getWith the hoods fatigues with the boots with treesSmokin weed, flippin ki`s, makin crazy G`sHittin` buckshots at niggas that open spotsOn the avenue, take my loot, and I`m baggin youPimpin hoes that drive Volvo`s and RodeosFlash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhoseDamn, a nigga style is unorthodoxGrip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocksJust in case a nigga wanna act outI just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back outThat`s real[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]We the realest nigga50 Cent and B.I.G. my niggaDon`t try to act like you don`t feel a niggaBiggie yo nigga, 50 yo niggaSqueeze the trigga` leave a nigga fa` sho![Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifthsJust in case dread wanna riffHe get a free lift to the cemetary, rough veryNot your ordinary, we watch you get buriedThat`s a real nigga for yaGet mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyerSpit at the D.A. cause fuck what she sayShe don`t give a fuck about your ass anywayUp North found first stop WatertownOf fist-skill, where the hand skills are real illYou`ll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain removerHa hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha[Chorus][Verse Three: 50 Cent]When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-handAnd even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread ManI catch a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"Don`t let your people fill you up wit octane I`m not playingGet gassed up to get blast upReal B.I.G. style watch the kid break it downCheck it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa50 Cent, I`ll break yo ass off propa`There`s no place like home, New York - New YorkI run this city, I don`t dance around like DiddyNiggas is giddy, till they act smack sillyOr spray wit the Mack Milly, they don`t want drama reallyPussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly VanillyEven the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah! I`m on fire!Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shitEvery bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch![Chorus]The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin`! (yeah)[Bridge: Eminem]I got 50 Cent, I got G-UnitD-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!So watch what you say, `fore you call our nameCause you say one more thing and it won`t be nice![Verse Four: Eminem]Whoa, here we go, I shoulda knownI was bound to get pulled into some bullshitSooner or later you little hatersAre too jealous of us to love usYou hate it G-Unit made it and Obie`s comingD-Tweezy`s coming you`re sick to your stomach50 percent of it`s 50 centThe other 50 percent of it`s who`s color of skin it isBut if you even considerin` taking our label downYou better find our building and fly a fucking plane into itBut I ain`t trying to get too intricate into itI`m just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit