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Where the niggas at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, over there, there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
Where the real at
Right chea, right
there, over there, over there, over there
Nigga, I'm the buzz in your weed and the in your beer
M Y S T it's the man right chea
I the '90 through the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Rodman's hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear
I ain't damn man you see standin' at the Apollo
I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent from McDonald's
I'm the line through the T and the dot on the I
I'm the motherfuckin' tears when you cry
I'm the in bad weather
I'm that nigga in picture on your girlfriend dresser
I no ho, I ain't no punk, I ain't no bitch, I ain't no fag
I ain't no sucker, I ain't no trick, I no snitch, I ain't no rat
I'm that 20,000 dollar a pop every when I'm tourin'
I'm that fire, on last verse of Make 'em say "uhh"
I ain't that same ol' same ordinary, everyday
Bitch, I killed Kenny, so I I'm that bastard
the hot boys at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there, over there
Where the hot at
Right chea, chea
there, over there, over there
Where the hot at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, there
Where the hot at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, over there, over
I'm the bitch say "bring it on if you want to"
the city where we known, baby, for what we goin' do
I'm the lady so you can come in that water
I'm the in your head thumping harder and harder
I'm the Boss Hogg ho nigga cops the squat
Dead smack on your face like infrared dot
I'm the finger on the trigger, don't move
Woops, saw you blink your now you goin' make the news
If I you in the club and you start to trippin'
I'm the fist in brass knuckles that's goin' hit your
All the snitchers sitting down the feds to yap
I'm the hard on the rat trap
I'm the drama in your heart your people get killed
I'm the feeling in your stomach you get your last meal
I'm the hardcore undisputed hip-hop
I'm the lady on report card day, I'm Mia
the real niggas at
Where at, where they at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there
Where the real at
Right chea, right
there, over there
Where they at, they at
I'm the past that seems to come back and haunt ya
I'm the four five carrier, mister launcher
I'm the nigga with the gun, that where the dollar at
I'm the nigga with the six hundred tryin' to holler at
I be the bully that you pay to keep off your ass
I be the reason why you didn't pass, the reason why you cut
I be the reason why buried ya, and carried ya
I be the nigga that put the wood in your
The reason why she marry ya
I be the nigga that trying to keep 'round, and around your sister
I be the nigga they 'Silkk the Shocker', you might call me mister
Now I got a top, I'm a ghetto wise guy
Military minding, lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, I'm the little brother of the last don
[Incomprehensible] mix, flip shit, loose lips sank ships
Plus I gotta pair of cement shoes that I make fit, your a fake
Keep an ice wrist, keep her tight, bitch, the trigger
Keep a tight grip, infared on my shit so I miss
Now I'm that that cuts the dope, newest member of the 504
Man, you the the one they call yeah, that's me
(You know)
Where the hot at
they at, where they at
Right chea, chea
there, over there
Where the hot at
Where at, where they at
chea, right chea
Over there, over
I'm the enemy behind, so watch your
the live round hit the chamber, I'm the click clack
When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the pimp
I'm the shit that bubble up when you cook crack
The nigga that fucked up the when I pull my strap
The that fucked all the hoes I'll be trying to mack
I was scarface, with his nose in coke
The nigga that taught your little brother how to that dope
The first nigga on the block make your momma deep throat
I'm the hustlin' ass nigga with the and the coat
Where the real at
Where they at, where at
Where the real at
they at, where they at
Where the hot at
Where they at, where at
the hot girls at
Where they at, they at
Where they at, where they at, they at
Where they at, they at
the hot boys at
Where the hot at
I'm the bars on your cell, I'm the fire in hell
I'm the ice cream bells, I'm the gas you at shell
Nigga, I'm the on the tank
I'm the million dollars you want from the bank
I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm brains when you think
I'm your bartender you drink, I'm OJ without the shank
Nigga, I'm the M in mob
(Mob)
I'm the that you wear when you wanna jump shop
I'm the in dome, I'm the C in chrome
I'm the hurricane knock down your motherfucking home
I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in dealer
I'm the G in gangsta nigga, I'm the realest
That you ever wanna meet you walking on the street
I'm the gold on teeth, I'm the Nike's on your feet
I'm the nigga moan when he rap
I'm the nigga that ran through your fucking hood and caps
I'm the nigga with rhymes, I'm the last don
And I'm a end this 'coz it ain't no more time