Z-Ro, PHENOM, Mr. Drastic - Real Niggaz lyrics

[Z-Ro, PHENOM, Mr. Drastic - Real Niggaz lyrics]

Mo'fucker when we bang bang
Squeezing pistols that make em bang
Haters smoking that swisha swisha sweet boy
Switching damn lanes
Pulling guns and put two in your stomach
Nigga who want it
Gangstas, if you with me gangstas
Smoking that sticky you get pissy
Riding spinners
Tires glimmer the prize in our eyes
Nigga ride with us
Nom and Z-Ro like when Tino and DeNiro
Counting Kilos in casinos
They gambinos, for them c notes man
Hustlers, serving customers
Off of his back shit cause
Then we bust them guns

Up jumps the boogie
Cause the track is so thoed
Got me breaking down bubble gum
I'm fin to be so blowed
Nothing but clouds in the sky
But it's still sunny
Cause, I'm puffing on some good green
Pocket full of money
Southside, I'm wrecking for where I
Lay my head at disrespect me
You the nigga I'ma spray my lead at
I'm living for today
Don't give a fuck about tomorrow
I'm robbing you motherfuckers
It ain't no need to borrow money from dad
That nigga wouldn't lend me no cash
Seventeen he threw me out, like the trash
It's all gravy baby
I'm connected with the street
My mama Ridgevan and daddy East and West
Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me
I got a cousin, named Mard
Everytime I bring him outside
Suckers be running up in my yard
Smartest thing I got is a 20
And you could get a whole sale
If you want it soft
Let me run back to the motel

Running to the ceiling, what it's fin to be
Blowing cigarillos, no more swisha sweet
But regular weed, a gangsta fa sho I am
(are you gon make it to the top)
Nigga you know I am flipping in a four do'
Trying to get some mo' do'
Playa don't get mad
If you see me flipping with your hoe
I'm a gangsta, always packing steel nigga
Z-Ro and Daz
The definition of some real niggas

I'm crooked like two extras
Gangsta mind and fine paper fetching
Teaching a lesson
For niggas who thinking bout flexing
I gotta make em respect, my gangsta
Cause drastic measures will be taken
For plexing with me playa
At any time I'm ready, to self destruct
Smoking on weed that's getting me crunk
Itching to get bucked what you got beef
Well we could turn it into chicken
I'm telling you bitch
In this game I'm gon be winning
Now do you really wanna, go to war with me
Knuckle up
For trying to test and go to war with me
Cause, I'm a head buster
And I ain't never been scared
So if you scared
Then gon say you scared nigga

Now when you looking at me
You looking at a good gangsta
Bandana pants sagging, nigga it takes a
Nigga heart and a clip torn and stop
Super felon sadaam's greatest song
With money longer than LeBron
James's blazes them gauges, I ranges
And techs it's a white pack of racists
Like Haitians
Governor Perry, gets very scary like Nam
Cause, I left his daughter on the lawn
In nothing but a thong if I raped her
They'd prolly hang me from a tree
Ain't no publicity, like my name was Kobe
Oh well
I stick to getting head in back of the whip
This lil' bitch sharp teeth
Might of skinned my dick

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