paroles de chanson Real Niggaz - The Notorious B.I.G.
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
don't
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
brain's
out
'cause
witnesses
we
don't
leave
On
the
road
to
riches
and
diamond
rings
'Cause
real
niggaz
do
real
things
Hanging
wit'
the
niggaz
is
the
song
I
sing
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
On
the
road
to
riches
and
diamond
rings
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
Hanging
wit'
the
niggaz
is
the
song
I
sing
Real
niggaz
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
niggaz
do
real
things
Hanging
wit'
the
niggaz
is
the
song
I
sing
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
On
the
road
to
the
riches
and
diamond
rings
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
Hanging
wit'
the
niggaz
is
the
song
I
sing
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
Bad
Boy
in
the
house,
for
the
'95
peace
Real
niggas,
aight
{[Unverified]}
The
doctor
said
I
need
about
three
weeks
of
recovery
But
the
nurses
is
lovin'
me
Saying
the
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
niggaz
do
real
things
Hanging
wit'
the
niggaz
is
the
song
I
sing
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
On
the
road
to
riches
and
diamond
rings
Real
niggaz
do
real
things
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