Lyrics:
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by
she aint wearing no panties and she get it from her mame
2 live like luke in i smoke like snoop
i fish tail out the princes i do the rallies no
partnas, fuck a hoe
Those hoes out to get ya for everything
But I'm out there tryin to come up and swang
Or chop up on some blades
I keep a tight fade
to this
2Pacalpyse, now jack you better brace
Cause I'm thumpin' it up and pumpin'
It up with hellafied bass if ya comp rolls
Throw blows until they back
people pumpin'
Their fist like this
Ya hide in the back
Thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate
Plus I'm packed up with
Educated punch lines
That
people pumpin'
Their fist like this
Ya hide in the back
Thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate
Plus I'm packed up with
Educated punch lines
That
feel it, every land we hit it from sugar to shy,
adrenaline pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys,
can't waste no time, it's first of my life
it, every land we hit it from sugar to shy,
adrenaline pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys,
can't waste no time, it's first of my life
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
more
Thats how the night started
And probably by the nights end
Niggaz was drinking retarded
Fuckin wit hennessy mixin that seagrams gin
Roach motel
my eye, I feel like
(La la la la la la la la la la la)
Cars bumpin', CD pumpin' on your block in the summer
Showin' love for Stag we can get high if
said, "Why don't they just get rid of the guns
Like they did in Australia?"
I sat there befuddled and said
"I don't know what to tell ya
But
{Ja Rule}
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Uh
You don't want it
Wouldn't jokers dare
Spit it in half nigga
Gimme that vodka water too
Yeah
World get on one
homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
nigga so walk light
And talk right 'cause one indictment get ya 20 to life
Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got
shiver
With bumps down ya spine make you collapse at dinner
Messing with me you get the heat with some scissors
Control and alt delete get your life in
I'm serving dope
I feel like my name J Miller
Hit em with the hammer
No Bob The Builder
Shoulda told em that
They fucking with a killer
Keep that
on me
B.O.B. this a lifestyle we ain't playing fair
LouieLee go and get the stick
Get em outta there
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
cool when ya with me
(Aye)
(Aye)
I been fuckin' with you for a lil minute
I must admit, you the realest
Keep the tool when ya wit me
Like Bob
if I'm tryin' to get a fuckin' message through to ya, right?...I'd'a still...it'd a been a lot worse. If I, if I 'ad to go me gear done...as it
thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing
Let's get retarded in here
And the bass keeps running, running and runnin runnin'
And runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin'
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
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