Lil Kim: Real niggas

Intro: Puffy I am not wit that standin around lookin cool and shit I want ya motherfuckers to jump the fuck up and have some motherfuckin fun You understand what it means to be black? I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back I go by the name of the Puff Daddy But check this shit out Four fives As we procced to give you whut you need Verse One: Notorious B.I.G Sick of ma screamin get a job nigga Pressed to the limit gotta rob me a nigga Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie Whispered in his ear, this is what we gotta do G We gots to bang a nigga, and bang a nigga good So I could cop a benz and drive the fuck out the hood Cause baby mama screamin, your daughter twelve months Can't live life slingin rocks and smokin blunts Hangin with the niggaz don't pay the bills And bein broke and dirty give the nigga chills So what we gots to do is creep and see a sweet vic Did you see that shit? (hell yea I see that shit) Columbian Dominican yea whatever Who ever he was he had a tuck under the leather Two keys twenty G's nigga please Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X) On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things Verse Two: Puff Daddy Yea, yea, yea, yea I tote gats wit my nigga Clap wit my nigga Break bread then break backs wit my nigga jack wit my nigga Cock the latch wit my nigga Now how you gonna act wit my nigga Just remember there is a gun to your dome And i will lick shots and run through your home Or better yet i put your son to the chrome Turn the music up and unplug the phone I will kill him read my lips You too motherfucker if i dont see no bricks See I flips when I dont see no chips Yea nigga I know you in pain I dont care nigga I want the stash Keys, hash, weed, G's motherfuckers freeze Cock sucker you better bring the things out Before i blow your motherfucker frame out Nigga what Chorus 2X Verse Three: Lil' Kim Big these niggaz over here talkin shit Yo fuck that I am gonna check these niggaz What you said speak up Cant hear ya Oh thought you were talkin to us Um pardon me my bad I should of known you werent wanted with these 3 time losers The open surgery hearth removers Niggaz think they gonna stop my ones Put a contract out and stop ya lungs We powerful dont think that all we got is guns We buy out everything you claim including your name Mama bitch squezze the life out of ya niggas Screw barker i take bites out of ya niggaz Crack open ya safe then put a bomb to it Fuck shootin windows i jumps through it With the all black hoodie beat a nigga till he hurl Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl When it comes to my nigga B.I.G I wanna see all ya niggaz D.I.E Chorus: Lil' Kim On the road to riches and diamond rings Real bitches do real things Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing Real bitches do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real bitches do real things Hanging with the niggas is the song I sing Real bitches do real things [B.I.G.] On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things Hanging wit the bitches 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 bitches is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things