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Albums:

Auburn Collection (Erin McDougald) · Live in Auburn, WA (Jimmy Buffett) · Midwest Choppers (Tech N9ne) · Drew's Famous Choppers (Hit Crew) · American Made Choppers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Real Real Real (Jesus Jones) · The Real Folk Blues/More Real Folk Blues [BGO] (Muddy Waters) · Real to Real Cacophony (Simple Minds) · Funk Spectrum III: Real Funk for Real People (Pete Rock) · Real to Real Cacophony (Simple Minds) – and 90 other albums »


Track life boss made, I'm a go getter
Still real, still solid, no ho nigga
You ain't just heard what happened to them ho niggas?
Everybody gettin'
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
You know 'bout me and my chopper, nigga
Watch this

Nigga, I'm dressed in my T, Girbauds, and Reeboks
Gotta settle beef for a nigga shot up my
Street wars turn violent
Real talk

These niggas used to run together, thug and stunt together
This when they was juveniles smoking weed, sipping
(Ey I like to welcome all you mother fuckers, to the home of the goons, where the graveyards over crowed and where choppers is a most)
Dancing on the creek bank
Blue eyes and auburn hair
It was the best years of our lives
We didn’t have a care
Going 90 miles an hour
A truck
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
sick with it on that 4 pound

Lil cuzin' 12 and all he talking is murkin' now
Old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound
Say she got on her bed
can aim
Release your brains it ain't no thing

Midwest choppers!

Ya know what I'm saying
We living in pain
And it's a shame that you came
again
and pull another left hand
fifty shots to win
i can't lose its impossible
plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you
i be 'bout
Southside, we bomb first, when we ride
Swanging on elbows chopping on choppers that's right
'Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
of choppers 
Carol City will make holes in you so big, 
They can't be plugged by doctors 

Nigga, this is the real Dade County 
Where we are soldiers from
My daddy said, draw nigga

(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
Sirens gettin' loud when
My daddy said, draw n****

(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
Sirens gettin' loud when
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All I do is chill and blind hoe wit a sparkling grill
Stroke, smoke, grind and count dough by the mill's
That's real. I ride the wheels till' they
bo-ties 

Transportin through a airport securities 

In cahoots with the San Juan authorities 

Hated by majorities, loved by minorities 

Uhh,
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies
got is weight, fed them lil gun
Chopper with a drum, bury me a nigga
That day ever come

I'mma die a real nigga
I'mma die a real nigga
I'mma die a real
Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go

[Chorus]
I said I'm young
flippin brick houses,we call it real estate
5 thousand by the pound get ya curb serviced
sell a lot of grass like i got a lawn service

[HOOK]

It's
I'm a rich nigga like I don't know
I can change if I wanna, but I won't though
Do it right even when I'm on the wrong road
Real talk from the heart
First off I'm a muthafuckin'
G-en-er-al word to the cake shells
In this chopper will pop em
Make it sound like a helli-choppers land on top