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Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
Where the bitches at
chea, right chea
Over there, there, over there, over there
the real niggas at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over there, there
Where the real at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, over there, there
the real niggas at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, over there, there
Nigga, I'm the in your weed and the bubbles in your beer
M Y S T I-kal it's the man chea
I ain't the '90 the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't ear
I ain't that damn man you see at the Apollo
I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent check from
Bitch I'm the line the T and the dot on the I
I'm the motherfuckin' crocodile 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 a pop every stop when I'm tourin'
I'm that fire, on that verse of Make 'em say "uhh"
I that same ol' same ordinary, everyday rapper
Bitch, I killed Kenny, so I guess I'm bastard
Where the hot at
Right chea, right
Over there, there, over there
Where the hot at
chea, right chea
Over there, there, over there
Where the hot at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over
Where the hot at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
I'm the bitch that say "bring it on if you to"
the city where we known, baby, for what we goin' do
I'm the lady alligator so you can come in water
I'm the migrane in your head thumping and harder
I'm the Boss Hogg ho nigga that cops the
Dead smack on face like that infrared dot
I'm the index finger on the trigger, don't
Woops, saw you blink your eyes now you make the news
If I catch you in the club and you to trippin'
I'm the fist in brass knuckles that's goin' hit your
All the snitchers down with the feds to yap
I'm the loud hard on the rat
I'm the drama in heart when your people get killed
I'm the in your stomach when you get your last meal
I'm the hardcore hip-hop diva
I'm the lady on card day, I'm Mama Mia
the real niggas at
Where they at, they at
Right chea, right
there, over there
Where the bitches at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over
Where they at, where at
I'm the past that always seems to back and haunt ya
I'm the four five carrier, mister grenade
I'm the nigga with the gun, reacts where the dollar at
I'm the nigga with the six hundred everybody's tryin' to at
I be the bully that you pay niggas to off your ass
I be the reason why you pass, the reason why you cut class
I be the reason why buried ya, and carried ya
I be the nigga that put the wood in fiance
The reason why she didn't ya
I be the nigga that to keep 'round, and hang around your sister
I be the nigga they call 'Silkk the Shocker', you call me mister
Now I got a drop top, I'm a ghetto guy
minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case like the last don, like all the cash gone
wrong, 'coz I'm the little brother of the last don
[Incomprehensible] can't mix, flip shit, loose lips sank
Plus I gotta pair of cement shoes that I make fit, a fake bitch
an ice wrist, keep her tight, bitch, between the trigger
Keep a tight grip, on my shit so I don't miss
Now I'm that razor that cuts the dope, member of the 504
Man, you the the one they Vito? yeah, that's me
(You know)
Where the hot at
Where they at, where at
Right chea, right
Over there, over
Where the hot at
Where at, where they at
Right chea, chea
there, over there
I'm the enemy behind, so watch back
When the live round hit the chamber, I'm the clack
When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the pimp
I'm the shit that bubble up you cook that crack
The nigga that fucked up the party I pull my strap
The nigga that fucked all the hoes be trying to mack
I was scarface, sniffing with his in coke
The nigga that taught your brother how to cook that dope
The nigga on the block that make your momma deep throat
I'm the ass nigga with the watches and the coat
the real niggas at
Where at, where they at
the real bitches at
Where they at, they at
the hot boys at
Where they at, they at
Where the hot at
Where at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, they at
Where they at, they at
Where the hot at
the hot girls at
I'm the bars on your cell, I'm the down 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 that you want from the bank
I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains you think
I'm your bartender when you drink, I'm OJ 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 that knock 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 nigga
That you ever wanna meet when you walking on the
I'm the gold on your teeth, I'm the Nike's on your
I'm the that moan when he rap
I'm the nigga that ran through your hood and bust caps
I'm the nigga these rhymes, I'm the last don
And I'm a end this motherfucker it ain't no more time