text: {gunshot}
  Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration
   
  I love niggas! I love niggas!
  Cause niggas are me!
  And I should only love that presents me
  I love to see niggas go through changes 
  I love to see niggas shoot through shit 
  And to all niggas that do it I love
  To all my Brooklyn 
  To all my Uptown 
  To all my Bronx 
  To all my Queensbridge 
  Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
  And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get
  With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
  Smokin weed, flippin kis, makin crazy Gs
  Hittin buckshots at niggas that open spots
  On the avenue, take my loot, and Im baggin you
  Pimpin hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos
  Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
  Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
  Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
  Just in case a nigga wanna act out
  I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
  Thats real
   
  We the realest nigga
  50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
  Dont try to act like you dont feel a nigga
  Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
  Squeeze the trigga leave a nigga fa sho!
  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
  Thats a real nigga for ya
  Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
  Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
  She dont give a fuck about your ass anyway
  Up North found first stop Watertown
  Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
  Youll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
  Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha
  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 catch a new case, and tell her ass catch me if you can
  Dont let your people fill you up wit octane Im not playing
  Get gassed up to get blast up
  Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
  Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
  50 Cent, Ill break yo ass off propa
  Theres no place like home, New York - New York
  I run this city, I dont dance around like Diddy
  Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly
  Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they dont want drama really
  Pussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
  Even the hood they feel me {gun cocked} hah! Im on fire!
  Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
  Every bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!