B.I.G. Notorious - "Real Niggas" lyrics

Bad Boy in the house for the ‘95
Big shout out to my man Mel Smith my man Don Cee San in the house
whats up Michelle Ray whats up boo'

Verse One:
Sick of mama screaming that “Get a job nigga”
Simple and plain my man scooped me in a hooptie
Wispered in his ear “This is what we got to do G”
Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good
Pressed to the limit got to rob me a nigga
So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming “Your daughter 12 months”
Can’t live life swinging rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the bills
And being broke is dirty if your looking to chill
So what we got to do is ''''
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Did you see that shit

Columbian Dominican, yeah whateva
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys,
20 G’s,
nigga please,
blew his brains out cause witnesses we don’t leave

Chorus:
Cause real niggas do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing

Real niggas do real things
Soon as she smoked on that note
Verse Two:
I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin,
all I saw was gun smoke
The other had a shottie,
I was shootin everybody
And I wasn’t missing
Had to get out this position
Feel a hot was in my back
Niggas still hitting
Licked six shots, smoked a nigga wit the mac
cussing
The nigga wit the shottie still busting
''' Im goin '''''