Real N!@@a Sh!T

Face
Mob in the house
GBChuck Nice
Willie D y'all
Uh-huh
I guess I'll open it up
Y'know?It's on, ring the alarm
Got a full metal jacket and the P7 I'm clutchin in my palm
When the first shot ring out, the last man standinbe the last man they bring out, ain't nobody starin
Niggaz is gettin somewhere they know the gunner ain't for play
He got some niggaz in the parkin lot sparkin off the AKSo rat-tat-tat, tat 'til yo' ass hit the motherfuckin flo'
What that Face
Mob lookin like ho?
You want drama, I'ma send it at you full speed pussy
The last of this motherfuckin species, push me
When it's on end your life, fuck who wrong you was right
You the nigga center stage, better go and get a stripe
Cause tonight, you fucked with big dawgs but they bite
Now I'm at you with a vengeance nigga, go and grab the mic
I don't threaten motherfuckers in the booth, I'm the truth
I was out there in the hood, nigga where the fuck was you?
I'm quick to introduce niggaz to real nigga shit
I don't bullshit with niggaz, I kill niggaz quick
Face the motherfuckin facts, you a rapper I'm a killer
I'm respected in these streets cause I'm a real-ass nigga



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Writer(s): Brad Jordan, Willie James Dennis, Lynch S
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