Real N****z

Them real niggas them real niggas

All y'all niggas want to hate on
Kentucky I'll go to your city and make
Your baby mama love me lame ass
Niggas talking about me on the sly
Put me in the phone I'm a make you
Want to cry have your baby mama
Going taking out lines she coming
To visit making my black snake moan
And now you all alone and you don't
Know why Foe Way's the realest
That's her only reply now stand by
Lil nigga You don't want no smoke
I got an army of killers ready to cut
Your throat it's now joke gun smoke
If you really want Anna I creeps deep
With the heat like I live in Atlanta
My table manners so gutter cause I
Live this shit you never heard another
Nigga keep it real like this I goes
Hard in the paint like that boy
Kanye you best cuff your chick because I'm here to stay now make way

Real niggas go hard in the paint so
Don't pretend to be a real nigga
If you ain't them real niggas real
Niggas don't fuck with lames cause
Them lame niggas tell the police
Your name them real niggas



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Smith
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