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(feat. Eminem, Notorious B.I.G.)[Intro]I love niggas! I love niggas!Cause niggas are me!And I should only love that 'presents meI 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 loveTo 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)[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quickAnd kicks it quick, you know how black niggas getWith the hoods fatigues with the boots with treesSmokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G'sHittin' buckshots at niggas that open spotsOn the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin youPimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and RodeosFlash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhoseDamn, a nigga style is unorthodoxGrip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocksJust in case a nigga wanna act outI just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back outThat's real[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]We the realest nigga50 Cent and B.I.G. my niggaDon't try to act like you don't feel a niggaBiggie yo nigga, 50 yo niggaSqueeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho![Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifthsJust in case dread wanna riffHe get a free lift to the cemetary, rough veryNot your ordinary, we watch you get buriedThat's a real nigga for yaGet mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyerSpit at the D.A. cause fuck what she sayShe don't give a fuck about your ass anywayUp North found first stop WatertownOf fist-skill, where the hand skills are real illYou'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain removerHa hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha[Chorus][Verse Three: 50 Cent]When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-handAnd even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread ManI catch a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playingGet gassed up to get blast upReal B.I.G. style watch the kid break it downCheck it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa50 Cent, I'll break yo ass off propa'There's no place like home, New York - New YorkI run this city, I don't dance around like DiddyNiggas is giddy, till they act smack sillyOr spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama reallyPussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly VanillyEven the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah! I'm on fire!Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shitEvery bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch![Chorus]The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin'! (yeah)[Bridge: Eminem]I got 50 Cent, I got G-UnitD-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!So watch what you say, 'fore you call our nameCause you say one more thing and it won't be nice![Verse Four: Eminem]Whoa, here we go, I shoulda knownI was bound to get pulled into some bullshitSooner or later you little hatersAre too jealous of us to love usYou hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's comingD-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach50 percent of it's 50 centThe other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it isBut if you even considerin' taking our label downYou better find our building and fly a fucking plane into itBut I ain't trying to get too intricate into itI'm just trying to you give you a little hint for your ownbenefitCause then it's gonna get to the pointWhere it escalates to some other shitThen I'm a flip, then I'm a get to"Stomping in my Air Force Ones"But you won't be able to tellIf it's two pairs or it's oneIt's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking youYou'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoeI don't know what it is or what it could beBut I get a woody when these pussies try to push meThinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle meY'all tickle me pinkI think I'd just rather have Pink tickle meHickory dickory dock, tickety tock ticketyA little bit of the diggedy doc diggedyMixed with a little bit of the [Eminem vocal scratch]Wit a pinch of BiggieLook at me, I'm just the bomb diggedy[Chorus: Eminem]We the realest labelDon't try to act like you don't feel our labelCause we gon' fuck around and kill your labelObie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady recordsWe the label fa' sho!We the realest labelDon't try to act like you don't feel our labelCause we gon' fuck around and steal your paperObie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady recordsWe gon' kill your label fa' sho![Eminem]Shady in the place to be seeAnd I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right!Still watch what you say to me punkCause I'm off probation in less than six months [gun cocked][Outro]Haha, Shady RecordsStill Aftermath, and don't think we don'tHear you motherfuckers talkin'!Cause we do and we see y'allWe just gon' sit back for a minuteWhile I see what the FUCK y'all do
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