50 Cent - Realest Nigga Lyrics

Lyrics Realest Nigga - 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
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)
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
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!
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
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!
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 punk 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 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 hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Even bootlegged you know, bump my shit, bitch!
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!
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
Here we go
I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit sooner or later
You little haters are too jellous 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
We gon' fuck around and steal your people
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, we gonna kill your fuckin label
4-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!
Shady Records
Still Aftermath
And don't think we don't hear you motherfuckers talking
Cuz we do
We see yall
But we just gonna sit back for a minute and watch what the fuck
Yall do



Writer(s): Jackson Curtis James, Wallace Christopher, Thelusma Andy, Dofat Tony Mario, Huling Jerome Gilbert


50 Cent - Diary of a Soldier

1 Many Men
2 Soldier
3 After My Chedda
4 Your Life's on the Line
5 Be A Gentleman
6 Clue Freestyle
7 Rotten Apple
8 Kweli Freestyle
9 Poison
10 Victory
11 Fat Bitch
12 As The World Turns
13 Realest Nigga
14 That's What's Up
15 Bad News
16 Tainted
17 Ching Ching Freestyle
18 Get Out The Club
19 The World
20 You No Gangsta
21 Whoo Kid Freestyle
22 Rowdy Rowdy
23 Hail Mary
24 That Aint Gangsta
25 MTV Intro
26 Doo Wop Freestyle
27 Love Me
28 The Hit
29 Too Hot
30 Corner Bodega
31 Backseat
32 Dem Nah Ready
33 Change
34 Lantern Freestyle
35 Won't Stop
36 Elementary
37 21 Questions (remix)
38 Lay Me Down
39 Scarlett Skit
40 Deep Cover
41 Stretch (Freestyle)
42 Who You Rep With
43 The Reprecussions
44 Can't Fuck With Me
45 Whoa
46 Up in da Club
47 Get Money Mayne
48 Need a Girl (Freestyle)
49 If I Can Go Freestyle
50 Bump Freestlye
51 That Aint Gangsta 2002
52 Everything Is Alright
53 All Eye's Me
54 If You Want It
55 U Got to Be Crazy
56 G-Unit
57 Starbuck
58 The Heatwave
59 Poor Rich
60 If I Can't (remix)
61 Battle
62 Material Girl
63 Ya Heard Me
64 Ridin Thru the Hood
65 Loyalty
66 Killer Tape Freestyle
67 Bump That
68 G-Unit Anthem




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