50 Cent To All My Niggas Lyrics

To All My n____s (Featuring Notorious B.I.G.)

[P.Diddy]
[gunshot]
Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration

[Intro (50 Cent)]
I love n____s! I love n____s!
Cause n____s are me!
And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see n____s go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see n____s shoot through s___ (Did it again)
And to all n____s that do it I love

[B.I.G.]
To all my Brooklyn (n____s!)
To all my Uptown (You n____s understand?!)
To all my Bronx (It's war n____)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away)

[Verse: B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black n____s get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at n____s 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
d___, a n____ style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a n____ wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they m_________in back out
That's a real n____ for ya

[Chorus: 50 Cent (2x)]
We the realest n____
50 Cent and B.I.G. my n____
Don't try to act like you don't feel a n____
Biggie yo n____, 50 yo n____
Squeeze the trigga' leave a n____ fa' sho!

[Verse: B.I.G.]
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 n____ for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause f___ what she say
She don't give a f___ about your a__ 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

[Chorus]

[Verse: 50 Cent]
When I was young my M.O. was to go hand to hand
And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I cut ya new case, and tell her a__ "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 f___ wit North Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk a__ off propa'
This new place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
n____s is giddy, till they smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
Even the hood they feel me [gun c___ed] hah! I'm on fire!
n____s out in Philly they feel me, they b__p my s___
Even bootlegged you know, b__p my s___, b____!

[Chorus]