Lyrics:
spit that real talk, believe it
Verse 2 (Elizabeth)
D-Dj's rockin the house playin my new song and i wanna hit the floor and dance
So I grab him by
Cool, she takes a flick or two
Tell me how you feel
It's time to get down and do this for real
A couple of weeks go by, clocking the boys around
like we'd be fuckin' major?
I never meant to make you feel like I would underrate you
Got me sittin' by this table, I'm so unstable
Somewhere by
Niggas want that old mob shit back
(Take it back to that old school Federal way, man. Understand.)
For all my mob music monsters
(In a major way.
Warning: the truly unusual motion
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To see contains many scenes
Of graphic violence (The real)
It is not intended for the faint
Naw fa real though
I just wanna
Make a mo
I wan wanna let muhfuckas Know
You know what I’m saying
Like
Motherfucker might
Misconceive it or
Perceive
(Thankful)
Looking at the places I've been, Man I'm thankful
Surrounded by the people I'm with, Man I'm thankful
All the real bad shawties that have come
Bone Thugs, Akon, yeah
You know though nothin' come easy, you gotta try real, real hard
I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder
I tried so
Bone Thugs, Akon, yeah
You know though nothin' come easy, you gotta try real, real hard
I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder
I tried so
Bone Thugs, Akon, yeah
You know though nothin' come easy, you gotta try real, real hard
I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder
I tried so
stop
To my homies on the block
Gettin dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle ain't
a nigga do to get by
Just make sure you gettin' by don't fuck with me gettin' mine
Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then
Hate
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
[Raekwon the Chef]
So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats
On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up
Word up, never stop
or either in the sky flyin by feelin jetlag
Ya job I respect that, your probably regret that
Ya mad and ya broke I'm laughin where they cash the checks at
Ya
a major way
Never knew or had a clue that we could make some major pay
Load up by Rucker's
Gettin step and never know who gon' get shady doin business
So we
surrounded by Dead Racists
They looking at me the strangest
My niggas used to the stranger things
Only concerned bout the major rings
[DONFATHER Hook]
and cap
Now I'm tap dancing for real
Aint no way to ride my wave
Lil nigga I got gills
She say she wanna know my name baby
I go by Fro
Say she wanna know
boots, big Bottega (Hey)
I know that she fire, because a girl is a gun
And she gonna fire, don't play she not the one
Finna' slide by, niggas trying
Can't find a way to leave the
Streets, from day to night
I kill my time off dubba-AA flexin’
Louie Bandz made another one d major, baby
Ooh, by
changed, I ain't got no change
Still me and my homies and we all the same
Still me and my homies, screamin', "fuck the fame"
Sellin' records on a major
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
At the past we swore we printed
Major lasers, we in blazers
Just might need a little chaser
Simply and tragic, the world's real magic
Sink into the tub don't
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