Lyrics:
wit' me, on the real
And don't slip on a banana peel
Because you will get killed
By the guerrilla (guerrilla)
I'm a gorilla (guerrilla)
By
make me lazy
I get fead by my lady, mashed potatoes extra gravy
Finders keepers till the finders keep her
I still remember saying hey nice to meet you
the real street niggas
Niggas know me I'm a beast
Put you on the plate to eat
If you not gon' shoot don't reach
If you gon' kill use technique
My chef cook
on the
Streets, in your music, in my songs
I mean the real ones that are burning
I mean the real ones that are burning i say
Please, don't pass me by
Oh now,
keep it all real, no sci-fi
Still wouldn't win if I gave you the retry
Cause I miss no shots like drive-by
That's all swish, In the net, like wifi
Who
Real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas fuck wit me
And I don't give a fuck who don't
Real niggas fuck wit me, real niggas
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
souls is the real bag
My wife love me, God mo'! That's the real bag
Makin a difference in this world is the real bag
Knowledge is power, read somethin',
na me
(Meow)
Who dey bark like dog say me o
(Woof)
Who be the real GOAT say na me o
(Maaah)
Na me o…
Vibe so pure
Don’t want dilution
Chilling by
me
疯狂的尖叫声一路步步高升
They are all screaming, all the way up
除了我还有 who who who
Who can also do this, who who who
除了我还有who who who
Who can also do this, who
is total care
Our mother, who knows a righteous Angel she raised
Our mother, who wants me to be your brother again
This is where I sing upon a Wing
They already know I'm the man
When they see me pull up, drivin in somethin that ain't even out yet
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that
me
Can't see blinded by fear
Watch me conquer everything that's near
Speak life not death and the ride real smooth
Gotta stay in the zone to execute
one all
In all, they gave me magazines, tea
Some better soap than the prison's soap
An earphone radio, and extra chow
There's Chris
Who gave me
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
with nobody who don't fuck with me
Real is rare, real recognize real, can you see?
I cannot fuck with nobody who don't fuck with me
I cannot fuck with
fact
Let me take that back
See I don't fuck with real legends
In rap like you do i'm crucial
Concealed by real crips and suwoo
And they shoot like
clap your hands
Wait a minute, who's real, who's not?
She's real but he's not
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real
On the real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real
me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge
Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies,
Aight look
Ever since I was thirteen
I been surrounded by hurt dreams
And fake niggas who threw shots, but none of that shit could hurt me
the stomach
He acting' like he want it, I'm show a nigga somethin'
Somebody finna to have put ?
I don't tolerate suckas who be trying me
Take a special kind
by myself
cuz aint kno who da trust (aint kno who da trust)
Aint nobody put me up on game (no Body)
got ma feet wet,
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