E-40, Kirko Bangz - Real Nigga lyrics

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her
And her best friend with her ex-nigga
And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her
Nine times outta ten
She’ll be probably right
But she still pull up on a nigga every night
‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right
Said she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right

I got a ‘H’ on my chest, for hustler
He got a ‘S’ on his chest, for sucker
He be runnin’ around here
Acting like a heifer
I be sliding around here bossin’
Having cheddar i need a money counter to
Count my scrilla scratch
His money two-faced, it talks behind his back
This what I told the young tender
(What you tell her?)
What’s wrong with that nigga?
Look at these thousand dollar jeans
Look at these $500 shoes
Look at these diamonds in my rings
Look at these carats in my jewels
I’m mannish, respected, ain’t no debate
I’m early, I’m woke, I ain’t late
I need a real one on my team
She need a real one on hers
I’m all about action, I’m all about verb
I got a couple of bottles
She got a sack of that herb
Give it to her, give her what she deserve

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her
And her best friend with her ex-nigga
And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her
Nine times outta ten
She’ll be probably right
But she still pull up on a nigga every night
‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right
Said she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right

It was thug at first sight
She wanted to jump my bones
She playing this here song, on her ringtone
I let her punch her number in my phone
She know I got cheese, she
Know I’m gouda’d up, provolone
Even if I didn’t, I could mack her
She diggin’ a factor
(Like what?) Like a tractor
He probably look better than me
(What you got?)
But, I got a better personality
All he think about is him
All I think about is you you a diamond rough
He ain’t even got a clue
Real recognize real, you know this
I been on my shit since
Moby Dick was a goldfish
So if you ever need a favor
I’m not a captain
But, I’m on deck like a sailor

Even though I ain’t really fuckin’ wit’ her
And her best friend with her ex-nigga
And a nigga tell her that I’m bad for her
Nine times outta ten
She’ll be probably right
But she still pull up on a nigga every night
‘Cause she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right
Said she know that I’m a real nigga
I got the shit that she can feel, nigga
I’m coming down like a trill nigga
And nine times outta ten, shit
She probably right