Lyrics:
a doubt (yuh)
Major labels callin' got em watchin' like a scout (yuh)
Tell 'em I need ten mil' or more or no cap (hello? Yuh)
If they wanna do it we can
real to me
You're coming with me tonight
I'll show you my wild side
A vision you won't believe
Taken by ecstasy
The hours have come and gone
The party
Ooh ooh woo woo yeah
Go by the name of a Skeeter O. Neil
You don't know me from Joe but I'm a pretty big deal
You could say that I'm the real
If you
at
I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates
Their regression is evident they own
What I been off
Fuck it since it's the samaritan's I sold
I'ma
the too decline on the pros
Wish reg was here to see how
I done grown
Keep it real, baby, fuck relationship goals
He was maxing on weights, but I was maxing
(You're a wizard Harry)
Survived them record deals, I'm still here, my nigga
By special delivery, like G-Dep and Diddy
I never left my city,
and imma take
It in stride if it ain't Major then you wasting my time
Not guilty no witness no liar no snitches no lifetime Commitment
To These Bars cuz
the hardest
And a hand full of CD's ready to burn
Some real hip hop for your listening nerves
A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
Now everybody
nich wielka moc drzemie nie chce się obudzić
Komentują nowy post myślą że wyjdą na ludzi
Najpierw wyjdź do ludzi ze strachu zlał byś się w pory
Tyle
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look at the life that I been through
We the last real niggas alive
That’s
Major Kartel
What’s up Envi
1 Million 2 Million 3 Million
Look...
Reach A Million By December
Off This Family Hustle (Grinding)
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
real niggas stay on top)
Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life
(Outlawz)
It started with five shots, niggas plottin' to kill him
Never figured that,
I jump them bales, no major league, i caught them sales
I’m dodging a cell, gotta take me to hell or heaven’s gates
A different place, where there
faded, getting faded, yeah
I'm getting faded, getting faded, getting faded
Might be chilling by myself, or I'll call a couple brodies
Then we blowing major
changin' my attitude (uh-huh)
Lil' Ton you know that I love you forever, could never be mad at you (for real)
You ain't wanna win, as bad as I want you
of the world is so helplessly poor.
Major General Despair sits at his desk,
Planning a new mode of attack,
He's quite unconcerned about chance or risk,
and my alize,
You are my drunk back in the day,
you still are in a major way, thats why i never seem to get away
(chours)
I can't stop drinking, i can't
You can never take the life of a real G
I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
If you kill me
Young motherfucker pull the trigger
If you kill me
You got
humbled by the love that you have shown
But I gotta keep it real bro I really have grown
I do not put myself on then who will?
I got to set the tone that is
This is real hip hop not no phoney phranchise
Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide
This is D E L not no phoney phranchise
Winnin' by
sound like a dumb muthafucka
A house on the hill by the lake
All real niggas can relate
You tryna book me for free?
But my rent is due on today
"My line of work is considered by some to be a...
A tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors,
And there are others, that
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