Jay Rock, Tee Grizzley - Shit Real lyrics
Tee Grizzley [Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr] Detroit, Michigan, US 🇺🇸
[Jay Rock, Tee Grizzley - Shit Real lyrics]
Eastside, BH dub, you know about us
Get shot, or get robbed, we get dollaz
Brick of blow, flip an O
Hardly sniff it though
2 for 5 on a Friday, give and go
Bitch niggas wanna come and get a taste
They don't get it 'til they catch
A red bottom to the face (To the face)
No case, young nigga shootin' shit
Outta Delta '88 with the temporary plates
Foreign cars but we dog 'em like Buicks
Get to it, no talking, just do it
With no swoosh, just killers off that kush
Me and Grizzley on the track
We're both from the black book
All dirt, numbers scratched off that pistol
Selling crack vials out ya' momma back window
Momma talking loud 'bout the
Shit that he into
She ain't gotta ask every month
What that rent do
You ain't know it real niggas don't sit still
If you knew a nigga's story
You would get chills
If you knew some of them
Secrets you would get killed
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real nigga
Say you wanna get rich, no matter the risk
No matter how far the trip, okay
(Okay let's get it)
Say you just wanna be on
You want the Rollie froze
You would never break the code, okay nigga
In Campanella
Tell these niggas I'm at home there
(That's the crib nigga)
Blood, tell these niggas I'm at home there
(That's the motherfucking crib nigga)
Only Joy Road nigga that's good everywhere
One nigga, 2 stretch, bitch I double dare
(Brrah)
Money on the counter, chops on the floor
Besides the holy spirit
I ain't worried 'bout a soul
These niggas got a lot of mouth
Ain't got no money though (No money though)
And tell these niggas we can beef
But don't get bloody though
(It's gon' get bloddy)
90 days ago I was just in prison
I got out with a vision and now
I'm with Jay Rock and Kendrick
(Ain't it a blessing)
Out in Cali tapping in with the realest
When really I wasn't supposed to see
The end of my sentence
You ain't know it real niggas don't sit still
If you knew a nigga's story
You would get chills
If you knew some of them
Secrets you would get killed
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real nigga
Get shot, or get robbed, we get dollaz
Brick of blow, flip an O
Hardly sniff it though
2 for 5 on a Friday, give and go
Bitch niggas wanna come and get a taste
They don't get it 'til they catch
A red bottom to the face (To the face)
No case, young nigga shootin' shit
Outta Delta '88 with the temporary plates
Foreign cars but we dog 'em like Buicks
Get to it, no talking, just do it
With no swoosh, just killers off that kush
Me and Grizzley on the track
We're both from the black book
All dirt, numbers scratched off that pistol
Selling crack vials out ya' momma back window
Momma talking loud 'bout the
Shit that he into
She ain't gotta ask every month
What that rent do
You ain't know it real niggas don't sit still
If you knew a nigga's story
You would get chills
If you knew some of them
Secrets you would get killed
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real nigga
Say you wanna get rich, no matter the risk
No matter how far the trip, okay
(Okay let's get it)
Say you just wanna be on
You want the Rollie froze
You would never break the code, okay nigga
In Campanella
Tell these niggas I'm at home there
(That's the crib nigga)
Blood, tell these niggas I'm at home there
(That's the motherfucking crib nigga)
Only Joy Road nigga that's good everywhere
One nigga, 2 stretch, bitch I double dare
(Brrah)
Money on the counter, chops on the floor
Besides the holy spirit
I ain't worried 'bout a soul
These niggas got a lot of mouth
Ain't got no money though (No money though)
And tell these niggas we can beef
But don't get bloody though
(It's gon' get bloddy)
90 days ago I was just in prison
I got out with a vision and now
I'm with Jay Rock and Kendrick
(Ain't it a blessing)
Out in Cali tapping in with the realest
When really I wasn't supposed to see
The end of my sentence
You ain't know it real niggas don't sit still
If you knew a nigga's story
You would get chills
If you knew some of them
Secrets you would get killed
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real
Nigga shit chill, shit chill
You ain't knowing shit real nigga