PUFF DADDY - Real Niggas lyrics
rate me[puffy]<br>I'm not wit none of that<br>Standin' around lookin' cool and shit<br>I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up<br>And have some motherfuckin' fun<br>You understand what it means to be black? <br>I have my man the notorious b.i.g in the back<br>I go by the name of the puff daddy<br>But check this shit out<br>Four, five<br>As we procced to give you what you need<br><br>[notorious b.i.g]<br>Sick of momma screamin' that get a job, nigga<br>Pressed to the limit, gotta rob me a nigga<br>Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hoop<br>Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do g<br>Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good<br>So I could cop a benz and drive the fuck out the hood<br>Cause baby mama screamin', your daughter twelve months<br>Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts<br>Hangin' with the nigga's don't pay the bills<br>And bein' broke at 30 give a nigga the chills<br>So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic<br>Yo, you see that shit? (hell yeah, I see that shit)<br>Columbian, dominican, yeah whatever<br>Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather<br>Two keys, twenty g's, nigga please<br>Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need<br><br>1 - on the road to riches and diamond rings<br>Real niggaz do real things<br>Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing<br>Real niggaz do real things<br><br>On the road to riches and diamond rings<br>Real niggaz do real things<br>Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing<br>Real niggaz do real things<br><br>[puff daddy]<br>Yeah, yeah, yeah<br>I tote gats wit my nigga, clap wit my nigga<br>Break bread and then break backs wit my nigga<br>Jack wit my nigga, cock the latch wit my nigga<br>Now how you gon' act wit my nigga? <br>Just remember there's a gun to your dome<br>And I will lick shots and run through your home<br>Or better yet I put your son to the chrome<br>Turn the music up and unplug the phone<br>I will kill him, read my lips<br>You too, motherfucker if I don't see no bricks<br>See, I flips when I don't see no chips<br>Yeah, nigga, I know you in pain, I don't care nigga<br>I want the stash, keys, hash, weed, g's motherfucker, freeze<br>Cock sucker, you better bring the things out<br>Before I blow your motherfucker frame out<br>Nigga what<br><br>Repeat 1<br><br>[lil' kim]<br>Real big nigga's over here talkin' shit<br>Yo fuck that, I'm gon' check these nigga's<br>Fuck that, fuck that<br>What you said? speak up, I can't hear ya<br>Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um pardon me, my bad<br>I shoulda known y'all ain't wanted with these three time losers<br>The open surgeons heart removers<br>Niggaz think they gon' stop my ones<br>Put a contract out and stop y'all lungs<br>We powerful, don't think that all we got is guns<br>We buy out everything you claim, including your name<br>Mama bitch squeeze the life out of y'all nigga's<br>Screw barkin', I take bites out of y'all nigga's<br>Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it<br>Fuck shootin' windows nigga, I jumps through it<br>With the all black hood, he beat a nigga 'till he hurl<br>Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl<br>When it comes to my nigga b.i.g<br>I wanna see all y'all niggaz d.i.e<br><br>On the road to riches and diamond rings<br>Real bitches do real things<br>Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing<br>Real bitches do real things<br><br>On the road to riches and diamond rings<br>Real bitches do real things<br>Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing<br>Real bitches do real things<br><br>Repeat 1
