On them You better your hand on them heats And live you sayin' on them beats talk..
1] They ain't walkin' the walk, they talkin' the talk Some people look at me as the real talk of New I ain't these like niggaz who be feinin' to front Like they the first to ever put green in a Look I be meaning to stunt, but I zip down like jeans in the front In somethin' that you and you want But otherwise I'm cool it They say only the ones who had gon' get and act a fool wit' it Everybodys' gangsta through the Even if they raised in a wit' a view of the ocean The bangers is upset ya' ass is on t.v. throwin' up sets And you know you like that But say that you is Go and rent a bunch a shit and and say that its his You ain't a pimp or you wouldn't go to dinner wit' Ain't a baller 'cause' you wouldn't put on hoopties
2X] 1-2-3; you don't really fuck wit me Get in the way you get yourself shot Fuck the cops, you on my Fuckin' wit a nigga
2] How can niggaz say be on the other side of the seas' Where the steering are on the other side of the v's And the home look like the spot on the side of the c's they ain't never been on the other side of the p's I ca' see through em', ya are too light Every sentence you write is far the truth You wanna be that you are in the booth But you got the heart, the scars, or the proof And now you flash ya' shirt tag in our But I'm hearin' you was a before the deal You around talkin' how every dime sucked When they don't even speak to you, nevermind you Ya' hood don't come back Step foot in here, and they put you where you won't come back Dog, how the fuck you gon' keys in ya' house When ya' moms' won't even give you to the house loser
3] Nigga you in the mirror, checkin' what your make ups' like Tryina fool the world a Jacob look-a-like Jiving like you hold But ya' car is ten years old homie, ya' drivin' in a They gon' strip you, you runnin' naked next Without security you unprotected sex You never gon' finger a trigger All you do is in the mugshot book and finger a nigga I recognize real, you'd be a john doe You livin' in a and call it a condo I member you as a slinger that was on the bench Just a little ass ringer in the tournaments Now they try to blame the of hip hop on fans Nah, I think its hip hop con mans Studio gangstas is out now This ain't the eighties, battle get you layed out
1-2-3; and any that you on them streets You better keep your hand on them And live what you sayin' on them talk Real It's really really really really talk It's really really really real talk really really really really real talk It's really really really really talk