Junior Mafia Ft the Notorious B.I.G., Puff Daddy and Lil'kim Real Niggas Lyrics

Artist(Band):Notorious B.I.G.

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, n____"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a n____
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 n____ and bang a n____ good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the f___ out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't live life slinging rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the n____s dont pay the bills
And being broke at thirty give a n____ the chills
So what we got to do is creep
when we see a sweet vic
Did you see that s___
<Hell yeah, I seen that s___>

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

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

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

Verse Two:
After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib and bought the mafia an arcade
mad games, pool tables, and candy
a little extra trick'n loot be comin handy
check it, got on some '95 s___
sold the 5 bought the 6
Del vet copped the lex, we was set
Neno had work all in the projects
n____s slingin o's he kept the profit
no one could stop it
we was livin' it up
all the s__y young b____es stressin,
givin'it up
same b____es suckin' d___
tryin their best to threw me
said the n____s i killed is out to kill me
Soon as she smoked on that note
I saw trenchcoats
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
n____s still hitting
Feelin hot ones in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a n____ wit the mac
The n____ wit the shottie still busting
cussing, maricon's and puta's
all i'm tryna do is shoot ya
Two shots in the ruga
Booh-yeah
Blew his a__ out
Then I passed out (passed out, passed out)

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

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

Bad Boy in the house, for the '95 peace
Real n____s, aight

Biggie talks to someone about Lil'Ceaser

Verse Three:
The doctor said I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the nurses is lovin me
Saying the best part of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and giving me a sponge bath
n____s say I died dead in the streets
n____, Im getting high getting head on the beach
Chillin'
Sitting on about half a million
With all my n____s,
All my guns,
All my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin
Got no love for the other side,
f___ them tricks
Any repurcussion,
Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips
All the time
Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme
raw flows
And thats how it goes

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

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real n____s do real things