Niggas (2005 Remaster) (Explicit) (2005 Remaster|Explicit)

Niggas (2005 Remaster|Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.

Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick

And kicks it quick; you know how black niggas get

With the hoods, fatigues with the boots with trees

Smokin w**d, flippin ki's, making crazy G's

Hitting buckshots at niggas that open spots

On the avenue-take my loot, and I'm bagging you

Pimping hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos

Flash the roll, make her wet in her pantyhose

Damn, a ni**a's style is unorthodox

Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks

Just in case a ni**a want to act out

I just black out, and blow they motherf**king back out

That's a real ni**a for ya

When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths

Just in case Dread want to riff

He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very

Not your ordinary: we watch you get buried

That's a real ni**a for ya

Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script, and rip your lawyer

Spit at the DA, cause f**k what she say

She don't give a f**k about your a** anyway

Up north, bound first stop for the town

Of Fishkill, where the hand skills are real ill

You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover

Ha-Hah! Yo G, pass the buddha

Money, hoes, and clothes

Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a ni**a knows

Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes

Watching the stash grow, clocking the cashflow

The neighborhood gravedigger

Getting paid so much, all the b**ches want to see a ni**a

I guess they figure I'm paid, I want to get laid

Or since I got loot, I want to knock boots

I'd rather beat my dick than trick

And if she don't suck, then we don't f**k

I'd rather make a buck, drive a fat-a** truck

Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck

Yes, flex at the two or three Benzes

I wreck sh*t, what the f**k you expected?

A fly guy? Well f**k it, I'm the high guy

From Bed-Stuy, putting the swelling on your eye

And your nose even when I choke ya, you stop breathing

And when Jake come, I'm leaving