Lyrics:
play gotta hit below the waist don't need a bank account a couple mil in the safe (ay)
Let me chill for a min hope you keep a py-py cause you gone need
ain't selling bean pies (yeah)
Just to get them green guys
Baby momas we hide (unh hun)
Catch them hoes by surprise
Froze with they mouth wide
Even
That it might be a good idea to take her with me (with me)
'Cause she's ready to leave, ready to leave now (let's go!)
And that I gotta keep it real
Yo
Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players, doin' this VIP
You feel me?
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
Yo
Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players, doin' this VIP
You feel me?
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
of the ill effects, but they're permanent ill effects"
Tonight, no matter how hard I try
I'm always satisfied
I'm gonna have a real good time
As long you're by
you're by my side
We're gonna have a real good vibe
We're gonna have a long-long drive
I know I'm gonna feel just fine
No matter how hard I dive
Don't
You got food, good moods, and what's better than together with your people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, it's Merry Christmas
Santa Claus
a motherfucker
Seen a nigga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen real G's destroyed by real
For all my real niggas
For all my niggas that ain't here
For all my niggas that's down right now
Now this one is for my trill niggas
Tire the oceans I came here to feel fire in my heart in hopes to see real
I see em faces scars left to reveal hide in my heart know a cage to just
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
Everything's gona be alright
O yea o yea
No don't ever listen to the lies
You gotta keep your hope alive
Keep only real ones by your side
Only ones thats really
hustles came in different forms
Started with the pies, real ones lost lives
Such a dirty game, now my hand sanitized
I buckled down in a Porsche
It's O!
I smoke, I used to cop it by the O
I calmed down a lil bit so now I don't
Straight vape shit man I be smokin' on the low
I'm good off a blunt
to that reddish yellow
Cause what that one lion said when he spoke to his son
You own everything touched by the light of the sun and thats real
Want it
make a scene cause I feel
G double O D
G double O D
I feel
G double O D
G double O D
I feel
Good I feel seen
Stupid fresh squeaky clean
Don't worry bout
As an Ole Head I won't be disrespected by no one
Go head O head
Go head O head
Go head O head
You young bloods have nothing on us
Rock with me Slide with me
you look real good in em
what's in them blue jeans
them blue jeans
when ya walk by i shutter with butterflies
the fabric on ya body making me wonder why
a motherfucker
Seen a nigga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen real G's destroyed by real
a motherfucker
Seen a nigga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen real G's destroyed by real
Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
It's the real, real deal
Don't you feel stupid? Reel to reel, and we looped it
Takes it around, we threw
the same we close knit
Roll weed up by the ocean
You closing shop we open
We all know that the bullshit be talking
And that real shit be walking
It’s a 9-11
d'you look good, when you put it like-
Suddenly I don't understand, when I call
When I come by i don't need no man
Suddenly you wish we were back
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