The Notorious B.I.G., Carlos “6 July” Broady, Stevie J, Nashiem Myrick , Diddy - Niggas Bleed lyrics

"Today's agenda (Woo)
Got the suitcase up in the Sentra (Ugh)
Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest if no money exchanges
(Uh, huh) i got these kids in Ranges
To leave them niggas brainless (Ugh)
All they tote is stainless
You just remain as
Calm as possible, make the deal go through
If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do
Please make your killings clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes like True Lies
Kill 'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else (Ugh)
Your life is on the shelf, we mean this
Frank them cats we fucking with put bombs
In your mom's gas tank"
"Let's get this money baby
(Ugh) , they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn
'em with dirty 380s (Ugh, ugh)
Then they come to kill our babies
That's all out
I got gats that blow the wall out
Clear the mall out, fuck the fallout
Word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digit's push me (Ugh)
Fucking real, here's the deal (Ugh)
I got a hundred bricks, 145 apiece (Uh, huh)
Enough to cop a 6, buy the house on the beach
(Uh, huh)
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece
Capisce? Everybody getting cream
No one considered a leech
Think about it now, that's damn near 15
I kill 'em all, I'll be set for life" "Frank
Pay attention
These motherfuckers is henchmen
(Ugh) , renegades
If you die, they still get paid
Extra probably fuck a robbery i'm the boss
Promise you won't rob 'em" "I promise"
But, of course
You know I had my fingers crossed

(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me being scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me being shook
We can both pull burners
Make the motherfucking beef cook
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture a nigga hiding
My life in that man's hands
While he just deciding
(Niggas bleed just like us)
I'd rather go toe-to-toe
With all of y'all running
Ain't in my protocol (Ugh)

Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron
From Tucson, push the black Yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on
Mostly rock the Isley (Uh, huh)
Stupid as a youngin'
Chose not to move wisely (Ugh)
Sharper with game
Him and his crooks caught a jux
Heard it was sweet, about 350 apiece
Ron bought a truck
Two bricks laid in the cut
His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up
That's when Ron vanished
Came back speaking Spanish
Lavish habit's, two rings, twenty carats
Here's a criminal, nigga made America's Most
Killed his baby mother brother
Slit his throat
The nigga got bagged with the toast
Weeded, took it to trial, beat it
Now, he feel he undefeated, he mean it
"Nothing to lose" tattooed around
His gun wounds
"Everything to gain" embedded in his brain
And me? I feel the same for this money
You dying especially if my daughter crying
I ain't lying y'all know the science

(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me being scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me being shook
We can both pull burners
Make the motherfucking beef cook
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture a nigga hiding
My life in that man's hands
While he just deciding
(Niggas bleed just like us)
I'd rather go toe-to-toe
With all of y'all running
Ain't in my protocol (Ugh)

We agreed to go in shooting is silly
Because niggas could be hiding
In showers with MAC-millis so I freaked 'em
The telly manager was Puerto Rican (Ugh)
Gloria from Astoria
I went to war with her peeps in '91
Stole a gun from my workers
And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us
We blazed they place long story
Glo' seen't my face got shook
Thought a nigga was coming for the safe
(Haha) now she breaking, "Shut up! 112
What's shaking?" "A Jamaican, some bitches
I swear they look gay
And a black Range Rover been outside all day"
If it's trouble, let me know
I'll be on my way
"Please, I got kids to feed
I done seen you make niggas bleed"
Nightmare, this bitch don't need
"Ron, get the gasoline, this spot
We about to blow this
Get the cash before the cops
And Range Rover cats notice"
Room 112, right by the staircase
Perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
"Ron, pass the gasoline
" the nigga passed me kerosene (Ugh)
Fuck it, it's flame-able
My hunger is unexplainable
Strike the match, just what I expected
The dread kid ejected in seconds
And here come two
Opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian
We in the hallway, waiting patient
As soon as she hit the door
We start blasting
I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughing
I swear to God i hit Maxi Priest at least
Twelve times in the chest
Spinned around, shot the chink in the breast
(Ugh) she crying, headshots put her to rest
Pop open them briefcases
Nothing but Franklin faces
The spot's hot: sprinklers, alarm systems
That's when other guests start to slip in
It's time for us to get to dipping
I know them niggas in the Range
Is on they way up
Flipping, pistol-gripping, I load the clip in
The hallway got real loud and crowded
They walked right past us
I don't know how they allowed it
The funny thing about it
Through all the excitement (Uh, huh)
They Range got towed
They double parked by a hydrant
Stupid motherfuckers (Ha ha hahahaha)