On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
Got real sons I need a real sitter
When I leave **
They get real bitter
On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
(Roll up on ya r-r-roll up on ya)
(Roll up on ya r-r-r-r-roll up on ya)
8 mil on that new thing
Tied up like my shoe string
Ain't f**king with you b**ch **
And that's real rap but I do sing
Make room when I come by
Ain't speaking I'm dumb high
Just heard ** got jokes
It's a matter of time before one dies
'Cause them dudes out and them two's out
All sixes like school's out
** know if they talk slick
That I'm winter fresh
They'll get chewed out
'Cause them dudes out and them two's out
All sixes like school's out
** know when they talk slick
That I'm winning fresh
They'll get chewed out
Their sh*t ain't regular rich
So they end up in a ditch
I'm not a regular b**ch
So when ** see me
They jump on my **
He not a regular shooter
So when you see me salute her
Ain't got a knife in my hand
But I'm choppin' it up with some
** from Cuba
On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
Got real sons I need a real sitter
When I leave **
They get real bitter
On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
(Roll up on ya r-r-roll up on ya)
(Roll up on ya r-r-r-r-roll up on ya)
Ask Jay who he married
80 thousand in Paris
Stadiums with Queen B
And that selfie got 'em aggy
These b**ches is light-weight
I'm always at fight-weight
Wrist game is on ice skate
'Cause we move work through that Tri-State
'Cause them boys out
And them toys out
Still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time
Or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
'Cause them boys out and them toys out
Still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time
Or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
All of these b**ches in pocket
I'm 'bout to make a deposit
Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip
As long as your house is the size of my closet
Anybody I call they picks up
Even if they was gettin' they ** sucked
These ** don't make a mix-up
Tell 'em ** go step they bricks up
Tell 'em ** go step they bricks up
(tell 'em ** go step they bricks up)
On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
Got real sons I need a real sitter
When I leave **
They get real bitter
On the real ni**a I'm a real ni**a
I run around with them real **
(Roll up on ya r-r-roll up on ya)
(Roll up on ya r-r-r-r-roll up on ya)
When we bang bye
Pop pills now we Shanghai
When we bang bye
Pop pills now we Shanghai
When we bang bye
Pop pills now we Shanghai
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai
Shanghai Shanghai Shanghai
When we bang bye
Pop pills now we Shanghai yeah
When we bang bye
Pop pills now we Shanghai yeah