Lyrics:
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
the picture like that n***a Blues hadda clue
cnd you ain't a real s*****r if you can't do that s**t sober
I was sixteen wit a forty on my waist, like some big
saved by the bell
Knew some n***as was hell on a scale
Lemon Street it was me and Latrell
Can't forget bout Quaran and Joel
Couldn't picture this shit
will birth the skies blue
Disguise you
You will be my boy toy in your prime ooh
Purple Hues and Mahogany Highlights
She only wanna fuck when the times
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
right kama mkonono wa kulia naotumia ku write this
Before nileft na transit 360 degrees ka Aries to Pisces
Na nurture mbegu za hiphop culture on all your
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
Small Heath birmingham
Invasion Alert
Rest in peace my brudda' Depzman, 2Real
Large up Charlie Sloth, fire in the booth
Madting yO
Shoutout to all
Yeah
Eh
Na na na na na na na
I make mistakes but I do what I wanna do
Yeah, I'm too stressed to go to work
I'm too depressed to stay at home
I can't
rap is real, watch the herbs stand still
Never talkin' to snakes, 'cause the words of man kill
True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a
Getting wiser, getting older
The real reason why we're still here, we're still here
Who we
Do we
Opus MC's,
to get by by the dudes in blue Keep your mouth locked screwed and glued Or shots from the roof duke will circle round your body Like hoola-hoops Mami told
, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me
you're for real or for show
I want you to know that I'm doing fine
When I have you by my side
I just wanted for you to know
That I'll be here forever no
and dawg spittin' all this fire
In the booth Don't you violate, but let's tell your face
You lose it too
But I'm gon' stay real I'ma get it by any means
Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
I'm for real
Na not me nigga
y'all don't
hypnotized
On how my long dick stretch your insides
For real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs
Stoke both holes, pass it to Nas
Or pass it to Naish,
Sort of like like the game show
"Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?"
But my name ain't Regis
Nas the one they call
When they want there thing beat up
Sort of like like the game show
"Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?"
But my name ain't Regis
Nas the one they call
When they want there thing beat up
Rap
2000 Jon be why'all, N.A.S. why'all
To the def why'all, come on, get it right
Look at them brown nosein' my click pullin' up with purple
the real from here
And the real from there
And make it Mo' Better like Blues everywhere
YaknowhatI'msayin? Dynamic Duo times two bro
Fucking
straight
I told you on Money Right (yea)
Blue lines
Yea the pin stripes
It’s all right
I’m alright
Playing my cards right
Getting right getting by
Higher
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