Real Niggas

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I only ride with real niggaz, only ride with real niggaz
 Only ride, only ride, only ride with real niggaz
 I only ride with real niggaz, only ride with real niggaz
 Cause real niggaz do real thangs
 Do you really wanna ride (ride)
 With a nigga from the East 9-9 (9)
 Where the cities and streets are mine (mine)
 And the hustlers stay on the grind (grind) all the time
 It's designed, for warriors and rebels to win
 Them pussies and fakes don't get in
 This life is a gamble
 How much can you handle? It's redrum
 On the race against the clock, why not?
 Benz dropped, lil' nigga from the Glock
 Done went and turned general, here we go, shit can get critical
 Aimin at your mental when I'm lettin off shots
 I'm the crook that wrote the book
 Taught niggaz how to clean, taught niggaz how to cook
 Jumped outta the kitchen and then started twitchin
 By the way did I mention Lil' E, good look - yeah!
 Real niggaz do real thangs, it don't stop
 Real niggaz play no games on my block
 Real nigga shit, this is real as it get
 Since '93 we been killin it - they feelin it
 Some niggaz come and then some niggaz go
 But the real stay around cause they know we get down
 And most of these niggaz is studio
 I'm a put in my work on this planet, I mean it goddamn it
 I keep it so thuggish they can't understand it
 I live it, I breathe it, don't take it for granted
 The powers that be can't do nothin but panic
 Yeah I got 'em shook like 'Pac said, look
 +All Eyez on Me+ when I'm celebratin
 They still got a beef against the Thug Nation
 They never had love so fuck what they hatin
 Been labeled a menace and put it in Guinness
 You better go check my manuscript
 Killa fo' realer, drug dealer my nigga
 Just kick it and bail through the 'Land with my clique (shit)
 Better peep what the wind blew in
 Cause y'all better move, I'm finna get started
 Lil' L-Burna from the +Land of Tha Heartless+
 Strapped with a nine, don't make me spark it
 Roll or get rolled over partner
 Number One, nigga that's my name
 Winnin, scorin, stayin on point
 Better gimme the ball, cause that's my thang
 No disrespect, better run with the best of the best
 From the North to the South
 From the North to the South to the East to the West, oh yes
 Real niggaz do real thangs (I'm a do my thang, I'm a do my thang mayne)
 So I'm gonna do my thang (I'm a do my thang, I'm a do the damn thang)
 Real niggaz do real thangs (I'm a do my thang, I'm a do my thang)
 So I'm gonna do my thang (I'm a do my thang, I'm a do my damn thang)
 Nigga feel that beat in your chest when you're leanin and swervin
 Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
 Hand on the wheel, no need to be nervous
 Ride with a G, everything'll be perfect
 (Yeah, that's right) Put it all on the surface
 Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
 'Til the wheels fall off, nigga that's the purpose
 Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
 They know when I'm comin
 Cause niggaz can hear me before they can see me
 And they can't believe it cause I'm bumpin Eazy-E
 They just seen me on TV
 Navigate through the streets dawg
 Keep it real to the beat, that ain't no secret
 Jump outta the Jeep car
 Run up in the liquor sto', hit the freezer
 Grab a Olde Gold, like my four-oh
 My flow's so cold I gotta have some
 Turn the music back up to the maximum
 Them niggaz hatin on us but I laugh at 'em
 I got a 9-millimeter that'll get me to the trunk
 If I make it to the trunk I'm a pop that trunk
 Y'all already know comin outta the trunk
 Is a A.K. who, and a 12-guage what?
 

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Duration
03:53
Key
9
Tempo
148 BPM

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