Intro: Puffy

I am not wit that standin around lookin cool and s**t
I want ya motherfuckers to jump the f**k 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 s**t 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 n***a
Pressed to the limit gotta rob me a n***a
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 n***a, and bang a n***a good
So I could cop a benz and drive the f**k out the hood
Cause baby mama screamin, your daughter twelve months
Can't live life slingin rocks and smokin blunts
Hangin with the ni***z don't pay the bills
And bein broke and dirty give the n***a chills
So what we gots to do is creep and see a sweet vic
Did you see that s**t? (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 n***a 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 ni***z do real things
Hanging wit the b*****s is the song I sing
Real ni***z do real things

Verse Two: Puff Daddy

Yea, yea, yea, yea
I tote gats wit my n***a
Clap wit my n***a
Break bread then break backs wit my n***a
Jack wit my n***a
C*** the latch wit my n***a
Now how you gonna act wit my n***a
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 m**********are if I don't see no bricks
See I flips when I don't see no chips
Yea n***a
I know you in pain I don't care n***a
I want the stash Keys, hash, weed, G's motherfuckers freeze
C*** sucker you better bring the things out
Before I blow your m**********are frame out
N***a what

Chorus 2X

Verse Three: Lil' Kim

Big these ni***z over here talkin s**t
Yo f**k that I am gonna check these ni***z

What you said speak up
Can't 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
Ni***z think they gonna stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop ya lungs
We powerful don't think that all we got is guns
We buy out everything you claim including your name
Mama b***h squezze the life out of ya n****s
S***w barker I take bites out of ya ni***z
Crack open ya safe then put a bomb to it
F**k shootin windows I jumps through it
With the all black hoodie beat a n***a till he hurl
Then pull the hoodie off so he can see it was a girl
When it comes to my n***a B. I. G
I wanna see all ya ni***z D. I. E

Chorus: Lil' Kim

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b*****s do real things
Hanging with the n****s is the song I sing
Real b*****s do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real b*****s do real things
Hanging with the n****s is the song I sing
Real b*****s do real things

[B. I. G.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real ni***z do real things
Hanging wit the b*****s is the song I sing
Real ni***z do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real ni***z do real things
Hanging wit the b*****s is the song I sing
Real ni***z do real things
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Real Niggas Lyrics

Puff Daddy – Real Niggas Lyrics