Texty:
P Diddy Real Niggas

nigga they approachin? (Wipe me down) Small niggas, tall figures, y?all niggas crowd niggas We gon' get mac elevens and dog niggas (Wipe me down) Y?all niggas call niggas but my niggas

, I'm puffin' like Diddy Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty Well, if you run wit your niggas

Yo, Short man I was with this chick the other night She was like hey Diddy, umm, Diddy Why you so motherfuckin' fly? I had to tell her bitch, I'm just

the M.V.P., I got championship chains Triple double on these niggas Ten blocks and twelve steals Fifteen a six, tell me that I ain't real Other words

poppa shit End up with a hawk in your esophagus Hardest nigga to walk in the metropolis Genocide mixed with apocalypse {"Put some money on it"} Kill niggaz real

real nigga for ya We the realest, nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G., my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie, yo' nigga, 50, yo' nigga Squeeze

Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the grievin' My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas

Uh huh, yeah, nigga we bringin' it to the streets We ain't going nowhere Niggas been buyin' [incomprehensible], jewelry, cars The whole mothafuckin' run, nigga Don't matter nigga Nigga

I just bought the bar nigga Step your p**sy up and all that Step your p**sy up and all that Step your p**sy up and all that Now I'm good I just bought