Real N***A Roll Call (feat. Ice Cube)
Yeah! (Yeah!) Right about now (What's up)
It's time for the real nigga roll call
Now when you hear your city or state (Uh huh) being called (What)
You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabama, Chicago, The Carolinas, Nap Town
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, Texas, you know!
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Y'all niggas! Some old flexin'-ass flauntin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some real-ass trill-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some ho-ass pussy-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some head-bustin' gangsta-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some runnin'-ass scary-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some Roy Jones beat-ya-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some cake-and-handcuffin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some "Send them hoes out!"ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some trickin' "Don't pay them hoes" niggas!
My niggas! Bishop Don Juan pimpin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some 22-havin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some chopper-street-sweepin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Them ol' half-ounce-sellin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some dirty-bird-movin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some kissin'-security-ass-ass niggas!
My niggas! So fuck them hoes and break they jaw, ass niggas!
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
See, I'm a mean nigga, you's afraid, nigga
Ol' pretend nigga, smile and grin, nigga
I hate a false nigga, Diana Ross nigga
So if you're lost, nigga, meet the boss nigga
He's a super nigga, with a groupa nigga
Act stupid, nigga, I'll fuckin' nuke a nigga
'Cause you's a happy nigga and I'm a nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga, meet your pappy, nigga
It's Ice Cube, nigga, and Lil' Jon, nigga
So if you're drunk, nigga, keep it crunk, nigga
To you punk nigga, feel the bump nigga
Get your testifying ass in the trunk, nigga
You wanna tell, nigga? I'll dump a shell, nigga
Send a frail nigga, straight to hell, nigga
That's your shelter, nigga, "Heltah Skeltah", nigga
And when I belt a nigga, God help a nigga! (You know)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Yeah! (yeah)
I see you and your lil' click up in the club, nigga (I see you, fuck, nigga)
I see y'all niggas over there talkin' that shit (I see you, fuck, nigga)
But you know what, nigga? (What? What?)
Bitch niggas get dealt wit motherfuckin' real quick! (Yeah)
Ice Cube!
Here we come, boy
Real niggas shoot to kill (brrat), better run, boy (grr)
Or you can tell me how I feel as a real nigga, rich nigga
Go get a bitch, niggas know better, hoes better do what I say (yeah)
'Cause I'm "Insane in the brain" (insane in the brain)
Bitch, I got Rick James in my veins
Real niggas never change (uh-huh, yeah), we just let it bang
Roll through the gutter lane (yeah), daddy said let 'em hang
Cut 'em like it's butter, mayne (whoo-ooh)
Skeet skeet skeet, naw, that's the other mayne
'Cause my skeet never leak out this rubber, mayne (getting hot)
T&A ain't worth a nigga's DNA (uh-huh, no)
That crazy bitch'll have your ass off E&J (crazy bitch)
Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' gay (yeah)
'Til my peoples come around, it's like night and day (getting hot)
Now she wanna change her God and the way she pray
Authentic niggas only know, that's the player way (you already know)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa) (yeah, yeah)
We runnin' this bitch, y'all niggas ain't shit
We runnin' this bitch, y'all niggas ain't shit
We in the club gettin' crunk, you in the club gettin' stomped
We in the club gettin' crunk, you in the club gettin' stomped
We in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin' shot
We in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin' shot
We quick to show you what we 'bout
You quick to run your fuckin' mouth
We quick to show you what we 'bout
You quick to run your fuckin' mouth
We real niggas from the East and we act a fuckin' beast
We real niggas from the East and we act a fuckin' beast
We gangsta niggas from the West, puttin' holes in your vest
We gangsta niggas from the West, puttin' holes in your vest
My Midwest niggas hard, quick to pull your fuckin' card
My Midwest niggas hard, quick to pull your fuckin' card
And down South we set it off, blow your fuckin' face off
And down South we set it off, blow your fuckin' face off
(Real nigga roll call!)
It's time for the real nigga roll call
Now when you hear your city or state (Uh huh) being called (What)
You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabama, Chicago, The Carolinas, Nap Town
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, Texas, you know!
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Y'all niggas! Some old flexin'-ass flauntin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some real-ass trill-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some ho-ass pussy-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some head-bustin' gangsta-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some runnin'-ass scary-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some Roy Jones beat-ya-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some cake-and-handcuffin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some "Send them hoes out!"ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some trickin' "Don't pay them hoes" niggas!
My niggas! Bishop Don Juan pimpin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some 22-havin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some chopper-street-sweepin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Them ol' half-ounce-sellin'-ass niggas!
My niggas! Be some dirty-bird-movin'-ass niggas!
Y'all niggas! Be some kissin'-security-ass-ass niggas!
My niggas! So fuck them hoes and break they jaw, ass niggas!
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
See, I'm a mean nigga, you's afraid, nigga
Ol' pretend nigga, smile and grin, nigga
I hate a false nigga, Diana Ross nigga
So if you're lost, nigga, meet the boss nigga
He's a super nigga, with a groupa nigga
Act stupid, nigga, I'll fuckin' nuke a nigga
'Cause you's a happy nigga and I'm a nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga, meet your pappy, nigga
It's Ice Cube, nigga, and Lil' Jon, nigga
So if you're drunk, nigga, keep it crunk, nigga
To you punk nigga, feel the bump nigga
Get your testifying ass in the trunk, nigga
You wanna tell, nigga? I'll dump a shell, nigga
Send a frail nigga, straight to hell, nigga
That's your shelter, nigga, "Heltah Skeltah", nigga
And when I belt a nigga, God help a nigga! (You know)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Yeah! (yeah)
I see you and your lil' click up in the club, nigga (I see you, fuck, nigga)
I see y'all niggas over there talkin' that shit (I see you, fuck, nigga)
But you know what, nigga? (What? What?)
Bitch niggas get dealt wit motherfuckin' real quick! (Yeah)
Ice Cube!
Here we come, boy
Real niggas shoot to kill (brrat), better run, boy (grr)
Or you can tell me how I feel as a real nigga, rich nigga
Go get a bitch, niggas know better, hoes better do what I say (yeah)
'Cause I'm "Insane in the brain" (insane in the brain)
Bitch, I got Rick James in my veins
Real niggas never change (uh-huh, yeah), we just let it bang
Roll through the gutter lane (yeah), daddy said let 'em hang
Cut 'em like it's butter, mayne (whoo-ooh)
Skeet skeet skeet, naw, that's the other mayne
'Cause my skeet never leak out this rubber, mayne (getting hot)
T&A ain't worth a nigga's DNA (uh-huh, no)
That crazy bitch'll have your ass off E&J (crazy bitch)
Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' gay (yeah)
'Til my peoples come around, it's like night and day (getting hot)
Now she wanna change her God and the way she pray
Authentic niggas only know, that's the player way (you already know)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga)
Y'all niggas (pussy nigga) can't fuck with my niggas, hoe! (Pussy nigga) (hey, hey)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa)
Motherfuck that nigga! (Whoa), (motherfuck that bitch!) (Whoa) (yeah, yeah)
We runnin' this bitch, y'all niggas ain't shit
We runnin' this bitch, y'all niggas ain't shit
We in the club gettin' crunk, you in the club gettin' stomped
We in the club gettin' crunk, you in the club gettin' stomped
We in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin' shot
We in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin' shot
We quick to show you what we 'bout
You quick to run your fuckin' mouth
We quick to show you what we 'bout
You quick to run your fuckin' mouth
We real niggas from the East and we act a fuckin' beast
We real niggas from the East and we act a fuckin' beast
We gangsta niggas from the West, puttin' holes in your vest
We gangsta niggas from the West, puttin' holes in your vest
My Midwest niggas hard, quick to pull your fuckin' card
My Midwest niggas hard, quick to pull your fuckin' card
And down South we set it off, blow your fuckin' face off
And down South we set it off, blow your fuckin' face off
(Real nigga roll call!)
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Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Jonathan H. Smith, Robert W. Mcdowell, Sammie D. Norris
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