Funkmaster Flex, Big Kap, Snoop Dogg - Real G's lyrics

[Funkmaster Flex, Big Kap, Snoop Dogg - Real G's lyrics]

We bout to get real ugly
Up in this muthafucka
For the 9-9 and the 2-G def Jam (echo)
Snoop Dogg all up in this muthafucka
Big Kap (echo) eastsidaz

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things

B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N
We gang bang and ride down on niggas
(Pow hot) dogg Pound on niggas
Who shot ya?, big dog gotcha
I'm notcha average nigga in the yappin'
Folks slappin, folks are smokin dope
And doin my thing
I'm on the muthafuckin East coast
From Brooklawn to QB they know me
Up in Harlem World they say Snoop Dogg is a G
Ask P diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B
Eatin up at Justin's you seen me, rappin
Stackin my weapon in the limo
And 15 niggas tryin to hand me their demo
"Sign Me" my mind be on some other shit
If I'm slidin in the club nigga
I'm tryin to bust a beeatch!
So in other words
All that rap shit kick it to the curb
Save it for the birds
Who got the muthafuckin herb?
And where the hoes at nigga? Shit
I'm tryin to get served
I got dick on a platter
Baby got a man Snoop Dogg
Shit it don't matter
Ooh, ahh, Snoop dizzy gots to get busy
Especially when I'm tippin look here
And all you niggas talkin shit
You just missed me
Cause on the real Flex none of
Ya'll can fuck with me
G's up, I'll make punk niggas freeze up
Pull dem Lees up, and leave dem sleeves up
Nigga, what the fuck?
You know about that DPG bad Boy connection
Connected by Funk Flex we in a Lexus
Or even the Suburban
Swerve it to that Hot 9-7 bIG rest in peace
I know your smilin in heaven look here

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things

Money, gangstas, bitches, dope
Hold, show, flows, ya know
You wanna roll around on my livin room flo'
Play Nintendo and smoke my Indo
I don't think so
And I ain't payin your bills
Man I'm sick of these bitches
And that's way to real
I meet a bitch, I greet a bitch
I never eat a bitch
You talk shit, God damn right
I'll beat a bitch
Treat a bitch never have in my life
I skied a bitch and tell
Her punk ass good night
Unless you tightlike a R and B bitch
Like Toni Braxton or Jenny Lopez
Go ahead, go ahead
Aw man fuck what she said
I bet she give a rap nigga head
I take her upstairs lay her on the bed
Get it in the feelin, now she start revealin
And what more can I say
Dog is chillin, his dick is chillin
Movie star bitches all on a nigga dick
When I was broke, Kap
Man I couldn't picture this
400 G's from over seas we the loca
Bound to hash from master down my almamota
I got to smoke everyday of my life
Snoop Dogg, Funk Flex and it's extra tight

I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things

Real ugly for the 9-9 it's goin down ya'll
Oooh this is ugly drop a bomb on them Flex
Yeah, it's hot ya'll real hot, hot to death
BIG rest in peace

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