Lyrics:
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
shit for real
Huh, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, I'm up by a mil'
For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, I go for the kill
If I break the law and get caught
I could get smashed in the face by the big boys
'Cause they're frightened by the real world
Frightened by the real
on (world wide mob figgaz)
This shit is on, it's gettin' crazy after dark
Where the real thug niggas? Here you are (world wide mob figgaz)
We got homies
on (world wide mob figgaz)
This shit is on, it's gettin' crazy after dark
Where the real thug niggas? Here you are (world wide mob figgaz)
We got homies
trunk full of cash
Hammers in the stash, scanners in the dash
Radar detectors, troopers can't find us
We bubble down ATL and hit the 'Linas
Then get
it all away
So contrived
See the falseness of the world
Just to get by
Lose the truth of the real world
Everything leaves me
Nothing can hide
, it's likes the cages in the zoo
The real world can leave you hanging by a thread
The real world, the real world
[SOLO]
The real world, you've got
'Cause I'ma keep it G real
I don't fuck with you cuz
You disrespected me
You disrespect my hood by telling me take off my flag asking how gangsta
a place I never would of popped a cop
If my pop hadn't dropped
Those acid drops
Inside my cup
And shook it up
They shook my tiny little world around
Now my
a place I never would of popped a cop
If my pop hadn't dropped
Those ***** drops
Inside my cup
And shook it up
They shook my tiny little world around
Now
Try to make it real compared to what
Real, real, yeah
Let's make it really real
Real real, yeah
Let's make it really real, yeah
If it's real
single moms that worked in the sewers
You might be pimpin but kant play me I was taught by a trooper
Lately I been workin, sippin, smokin, tatting just
world
In a real world
By the way what's your name
bar your best rap star caught not keepin' it real
What's the deal wit' ya'll want to be MC's when Ghost hit you
The struggle is official with this
By white people, and for white people. Native americans,
Blacks, and all other non-white people, were to be the
Burden bearers, for the real
I just landed, it's going down
I pull up in the trap, and I look around
I jump out, pop the trunk
Then I grab a pound
Welcome to Dolph world, we in
props for
Every way I prosper
You already know we run it
Keep it real, one hunnit
Baby you know we run it
Keep it real, one hunnit
It's been a minute
props for
Every way I prosper
You already know we run it
Keep it real, one hunnit
Baby you know we run it
Keep it real, one hunnit
It's been a minute
life for life yeah
And it's real talk
If I got it then I got it for life for life for life yeah
For life for life for life
For life for life for life
Ride by myself hard trusting someone else
This world get you knelt everybody for they self
The field real won't help gotta look out for ya self
That's I
jockin'(jockin') even though they guns be knockin'
Got to block it, throw my hands up and we dip it up and brawl
Talking all that nonsense, not being heard by me
Betta hold that L & place that on your fucking shelf
Notice the few real ones standing by yo side
The ones you always chill wit & never fucking lie
It
you know that I love you
And day by day my love grows
Here's' where I stand, I gotta be your man
I don't care if we're from two different worlds
But
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