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[Verse 1] You can tell the real by how the real interact Be surprised who inspired how a real nigga act Man these little niggas lack But who am I to say, that these little niggas wack? We all reaching for the same Children of the game switching lanes on them thangs Tint low as hell, gliding down the sale chart Knocking because it's loud as hell Bitches in the back like "who the hell in there?" Cutting corners cause them boys in the rear Gold grills give these bitches chills and I ain't got no fronts Wood grain on the steering wheel, static in the trunk Little niggas with no fear, they only hate us cause we're young Queen city 'til I die, that fo five make 'em run Niggas swearing they some G's 'til you flash it in the sun Cock back and let it hum, he ain't even make it home Goddamn my nigga gone, baby mama on her own She a baby raising babies on her own Had plans to go to school, but shortie couldn't get the loans Now she stripping down them poles, she ain't nothing like them hoes Highly educated, all they want is niggas wrapped in gold Mounted up on fours, watching screens fold in their lap Selling CDs out his truck, cause you know every nigga rap But ain't nobody fucking with me, represent the fucking north Side, in my fucking state, reside in the fucking west Side of my fucking city Now throw your dubs if you feel me Now throw your dubs if you feel me [Hook] [?] cause they know me Boys, boys better pay me anyways, don't owe me) x4 [Verse 2] Real nigga shit is so rare, niggas never go there With the ice around his wrist, you would probably think it snow here Polar bear cold, yeah they probably sell coke there Trapped on the hot block, yell nigga be easy Meth transform to living room speakeasys Peep the slang, niggas 'round here don't speak easy Short temper, lose a member if you bitch-made Short temper, lose a member looking this way So fix your eye on some ass It's enough around, my niggas trying to get laid Bro I'm trying to get paid, niggas trying to get played Beats trying to get slayed Like peep the Audi A8 looks like it's gliding on blaze Put some ice around my neck, looks like there's never no shade But niggas hate, that's why there's never no way But my niggas got fakes, so we'll be there some day And while you worried about these hoes, the next nigga to spray My nigga look around, they ain't worried, no way They tearing down our hoods, where the fuck we gonna stay? Make the block smaller, push us further away [Hook]
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