(feat. Notorious B.I.G.)

[P.Diddy]

[gunshot]
Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration


[Intro 50 Cent]
I love ^!$$%s! I love ^!$$%s!
Cause ^!$$%s are me!

And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see ^!$$%s go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see ^!$$%s shoot through %#@! (Did it again)

And to all ^!$$%s that do it I love

[B.I.G.]

To all my Brooklyn (^!$$%s!)
To all my Uptown (You ^!$$%s understand?!)
To all my Bronx (It's war ^!$$%)

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 ^!$$%s get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees

Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at ^!$$%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
Damn, a ^!$$% style is unorthodox

Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a ^!$$% wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they mother$#&@in back out

That's a real ^!$$% for ya

[Chorus: 50 Cent x2]

We the realest ^!$$%
50 Cent and B.I.G. my ^!$$%
Don't try to act like you don't feel a ^!$$%

Biggie yo ^!$$%, 50 yo ^!$$%
Squeeze the trigga' leave a ^!$$% 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 ^!$$% for ya

Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause $#&@ what she say
She don't give a $#&@ about your $$# 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 $$# "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 $#&@ wit North Seed Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk $$# off propa'
This new place like home, New York - New York

I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
^!$$%s is giddy, till they smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really

Pushy ^!$$%s get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me [gun @@#!ed] hah! I'm on fire!
^!$$%s out in Philly they feel me, they bump my %#@!

Even bootlegged you know, bump my %#@!, (*##$!

[Chorus]