Be the Realist 2Pac (Ft. The Notorious B.I.G. & Trapp)

[Intro: Trapp & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Uh, yeah (Give me a tingle of that)
Be the realest, ha, yeah (Give me a tingle of that)
'Cause I'm the realest, ha, yeah
Split the dutches, fill it with the skunk
We about to get wicked in the joint, uh
Be the realest, ha, yeah
Notorious is glorious (Uh)

[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G. & Trapp]
Niggas know who's the mind blower, the weed grower
Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower (Uh)
B.I.G., top notch with the Glock check your pockets (Uh)
And your sockets, just the way my pops taught me
When you throw the drop check 'em thoroughly
The bastard might spin around and try to bury me
And dead niggas don't make no moves
When I'm slingin' in the hood I don't fake no moves, aight
Reminiscing on my swingin' days (Uh-huh)
When I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves (Uh)
Yeah, she had the Gucci boots, I had Sarducci suits
Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute
Junior M.A.F.I.A. representing Bucktown
MAC-11 cocked back niggas better duck down (Yeah, uh)
Facedown you know the routine the cream
Earrings, you know the drama Biggie bring, let's get it on
Be the realest, ha, yeah