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Where the real at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over there, there
the real bitches at
Right chea, right
Over there, there, over there, over there
the real niggas at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, over there, over
the real niggas at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there, over there, over there
Nigga, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in beer
M Y S T it's the man right chea
I ain't the '90 the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Dennis hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear
I ain't damn man you see standin' at the Apollo
I ain't 298 dollar 60 cent check from McDonald's
I'm the line through the T and the dot on the I
I'm the crocodile tears when you cry
I'm the lightning in bad
I'm that nigga in that picture on your dresser
I ain't no ho, I ain't no punk, I no bitch, I ain't no fag
I ain't no sucker, I no trick, I ain't 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 that last verse of 'em say "uhh"
I ain't same ol' same ordinary, everyday rapper
Bitch, I killed Kenny, so I guess I'm that
Where the hot at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, there
the hot girls at
Right chea, right
there, over there, over there
Where the hot at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, over
the hot girls at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
I'm the bitch that say "bring it on if you to"
From the city we known, baby, for what we goin' do
I'm the lady alligator so you can come in that
I'm the migrane in your thumping harder and harder
I'm the Boss Hogg ho nigga that cops the
Dead smack on your face like that dot
I'm the index finger on the trigger, move
Woops, saw you your eyes now you goin' make the news
If I catch you in the club and you to trippin'
I'm the in brass knuckles that's goin' hit your chin
All the snitchers sitting with the feds to yap
I'm the loud on the rat trap
I'm the drama in your heart your people get killed
I'm the feeling in your stomach when you get your last
I'm the hardcore undisputed diva
I'm the lady on report card day, I'm Mia
the real niggas at
Where at, where they at
chea, right chea
Over there, over
Where the real at
Right chea, chea
there, over there
Where they at, they 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 the gun, that 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 they ya, and carried ya
I be the that put the wood in your fiance
The reason why she didn't ya
I be the that trying to keep 'round, and hang around your sister
I be the nigga they call 'Silkk the Shocker', you might call me
Now I got a drop top, I'm a wise guy
minding, front 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
can't mix, flip shit, loose lips sank ships
Plus I gotta pair of cement shoes that I make fit, your a bitch
Keep an ice wrist, keep her tight, bitch, between the
Keep a tight grip, infared on my shit so I miss
Now I'm that razor that cuts the dope, newest of the 504
Man, you the the one call Vito? yeah, that's me
(You know)
the hot boys at
Where they at, where at
Right chea, right
Over there, there
the hot girls at
Where at, where they at
chea, right chea
Over there, there
I'm the enemy behind, so your back
When the round hit the chamber, I'm the click clack
When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the slap
I'm the shit bubble up when you cook that crack
The that fucked up the party when I pull my strap
The nigga that fucked all the I'll be trying to mack
I was scarface, sniffing with his nose in
The nigga taught your little brother how to cook that dope
The first nigga on the block that make momma deep throat
I'm the hustlin' ass with the watches and the coat
the real niggas at
Where at, where they at
Where the real at
Where at, where they at
the hot boys at
Where they at, where at
the hot girls at
Where at, where they at
they at, where they at, where they at
Where at, where they at
the hot boys at
Where the hot at
I'm the bars on cell, I'm the fire down in hell
I'm the ice bells, I'm the gas you pump at shell
Nigga, I'm the on the tank
I'm the dollars that you want from the bank
I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains when you
I'm bartender when 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 that knock down your motherfucking home
I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in dealer
I'm the G in nigga, I'm the realest nigga
That you ever meet when you walking on the street
I'm the gold on your teeth, I'm the on your feet
I'm the nigga that when he rap
I'm the nigga ran through your fucking hood and bust caps
I'm the nigga these rhymes, I'm the last don
And I'm a end this motherfucker 'coz it ain't no time