Puff Daddy, The Notorious B.I.G., Lil' Kim - Real Niggas (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Lil' Kim)

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 dont 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 brains out cause witnesses we don't leave On the road to riches and diamond rings Cause real niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas 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 niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to the riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things Bad Boy in the house, for the '95 peace Real niggas, aight The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery But the nurses is lovin me Sayingthe 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 niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things