Lyrics:
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
[ verse 1 ]
Pass me the... (8 ball) so I can get fucked up
My name is dj quik, so yo, what's up?
Cause I'm the baddest, I feel, gettin ill for real
talkin shit you just missed me
Cause on the real Flex none of ya'll can fuck with me
G's up, I'll make punk niggas freeze up
Pull dem Lees up, and leave
Nah for real, niggas be bitches for real
Niggas be switching for real
Ball like I'm Pippen for real
Pushing my buttons for real
Trickin on hoes,
Look, I got the sauce and the juice, mix it together like grandmother's gumbo
Boy check your p's & your q's, if I said it I meant it you're done for
that. Pretty
personal. Real ruff copy. It's the only one we got. You know what I
mean? I think y'all really love the story. People are nosey and want
ball
Back pressed on brick wall
Watch the odds stack up against you
Tell me where you going now
When these chips fall
I won’t be stuck on this block in
on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
To do this, do this, do that'
That's real creative shit
And, when you're really not afraid
To be yourself, you're comfortable
It's like a web
the real you, be quiet she'll kill you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I wish you were here
grab your lux
Hangin with bangin niggaz that bring the heat for real
And if you ain't gotta make a chip on my beats no deal
Cus I negotiate everything
A FUCKING LADY, BUT I BLOW A LOT OF TREE
MIGHT READ A BOOK OR READ A BITCH, DEPENDS IF THERE'S THE NEED
NOW ONE BY ONE I FREE EM' ALL, TIL' ALL MY NIGGAS
told you that they are small
My balls are bigger than the Colosseum
If you don't believe me then just ask to see 'em
Big balls big balls big meaty balls
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, It's alright, holla
inside
I knew the streets would never let us out
I don't want no plex
But if you did then I would blast for mine
I don't want no cell
But if I get caught
[Swel Boogie + Q-Unique]
We are the world, you claiming territory
That's our land so fix it
I don't want to hear the bitching and ah..
Damn holdin
before
You start your real service"
I roll my eyes, three months of slave labour
Mum elbows me and points to the stage
"Focus" councillor Corrumpere
These bitches just wanna smoke up my weed
If she trying roll I ain't going chase her I'm letting her leave
I'm on my P's I'm on my Q's we selling P's
the boot's
Jump, deep in that rump, and then I got a flat bitch
You should've known how a real nigga act
That's, why I be, about my P's and Q's
'cause
before I close on you
Money, money growin' real long
My low key game supa dupa strong
Its a million reasons why, why
You, you, you should be by my side
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, It's alright, holla
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