Lyrics:
dish it out with the no look
You should keep on playing by the playbook
No they won’t win it for you
Be less them and more you
That’s real shit
Ima
and the rap so good big, c4
See a lotta tapes, but it ain't real
But a fake elevated by the dreams, on a television man I know how you feel
Like a rap in
and 9, every story got two sides, bro
I'm just glad that when he studies mine
He still wants me by his side, that's
Real love, real love, real love
(It
fake shit
Keep me from around it
My family
Yea they keep me grounded
Surrounded by love
You are surrounded by drug
Only thing that you love is the plug
of blamming the bitch, he needs to blame it on himself
it wouldn't be hoe, if it wasn't for the tricks
but I suggest we keep em', so a pimp can keep his bitch
I'm in the hot spot good in the city it's litty I keep it real
Think out the hot box I'm always going they call me the kid that did
Totally different
When I'm inside you i get lost in all them faces you make
Ain't trynna, lay with no phony, if you was my one and only
You promise to keep it real or just
solja, can't stop the 17th
Real, real niggas, they be chillen' off Eagle
It's hard, but I still gotta stand like a man
Gotta strap, gotta watch out
'cause
Simple slim, man I'm large, mashin' so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do' and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow
My wheels
a hoe we do it by our lonely
Back up in the day this what my OG's told me
Get that get that get that paper little homie
Keep them pockets swolley go
5 wood geeked I'm high, all in the function
This hoe she be pressing my buttons I told her to chill
And then stunt on a bitch like its nothing
Rubber
I fell in love with a hoe i regret it
I think this the one
I think i could make em feel me wit this one fasho
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
4 Real)
Aye Is it hard to do
(Keep it Gudda 4 Real)
Aye Is it hard to do
(Keep it Gudda 4 Real)
Aye Is it hard to do
(Keep it Gudda 4 Real)
(Gudda)
that track, and bring me back that green
Cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain
We gotta keep it G, so rec' him as the game
A hoe need
Demetrice, Evet, and Sabrina
Never gave you the low on this stank hoe
Katrina I seen her, walkin' out the Melph by herself
She's a bad bitch from Uptown who
don't like the way its going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going
[Ja Rule]
Real
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
at you when they really wanna frown
Well a that's just the way tainted folk get down
Just keep it real and, we'll see
When the situation is tainted love
slow down with my girl and try to keep it real now
Hoes use to play me close I wonder how they fell now
They don't have a man that's gonna help
marijuana, shake them off
It be day by day for me, trying to keep the cause
I got to play
Shit be hand in hand
If you can't hold your word, that ain't no
Bruce Lee Roy, I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it
but why I'm jumpin' on the beat then?
Never personal, it's business, that's the way I keep it
Hollered at my clergy, he love me like his own semen
cheap
Hold on hoe, hold on hoe
I done told you once before
That I don't be rappin fast, des niggas just listen slow
So hit the blunt twice and keep it
ain’t no goes by my side
Tell that girl to leave me alone
Hoes keep blowing up my phone
I ain’t tryna be up in ya home
Tell that hoe to leave me alone
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