Real Niggaz The Notorious B.I.G.

[Intro]
A-yeah!
Bad Boy in the house for the '95
Big shout out to my man Mel Smith
To my man Don Cee Shan in the house
What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo?

[Verse 1]
Sick of mama screamin' that "Get a job, nigga"
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a nigga
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in the hooptie
Whispered in his ear, "This is what we got to do, G"
Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood
'Cause baby-mama screamin', "Your daughter 12 months"
Can't live life slingin' rocks and smokin' blunts
Hangin' with the niggas don't pay the bills
And being broke at 30 give a nigga the chills
So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic
Yo, you see that shit? (Hell yeah, I see that shit)
Colombian, Dominican, yeah whatever
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys, 20 Gs, nigga, please!
Blew his brains out 'cause witnesses, we don't leave

[Chorus]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging with the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things, ugh!
And the saga continues, uh