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Where the real at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over there, there
Where the real at
chea, right chea
Over there, over there, over there, over
the real niggas at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, over there, there
Where the real 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
Nigga, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in beer
M Y S T I-kal it's the man chea
I ain't the '90 through the '94 Bills
I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't ear
I that damn man you see standin' at the Apollo
I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent from McDonald's
Bitch I'm the line the T and the dot on the I
I'm the motherfuckin' crocodile when you cry
I'm the lightning in bad
I'm nigga in that picture on your girlfriend 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 20,000 dollar a pop every stop when I'm tourin'
I'm that fire, on that verse of Make 'em say "uhh"
I ain't that same ol' ordinary, everyday rapper
Bitch, I killed Kenny, so I guess I'm that
the hot boys at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over
the hot girls at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, there
the hot boys at
Right chea, right
Over there, over there, over
the hot girls at
Right chea, chea
Over there, over there, there, over there
I'm the that say "bring it on if you want to"
From the city where we known, baby, for we goin' do
I'm the lady alligator so you can in that water
I'm the migrane in your head thumping and harder
I'm the Boss Hogg ho nigga cops the squat
Dead smack on your like that infrared dot
I'm the index on the trigger, don't move
Woops, saw you blink eyes now you goin' 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 chin
All the snitchers sitting down the feds to yap
I'm the hard on the rat trap
I'm the drama in your heart when your get killed
I'm the feeling in stomach when you get your last meal
I'm the undisputed hip-hop diva
I'm the on report card day, I'm Mama Mia
Where the real at
Where they at, where at
chea, right chea
Over there, over
the real bitches at
Right chea, right
there, over there
Where they at, where at
I'm the that always 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 everybody's tryin' to 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 why they buried ya, and carried ya
I be the nigga put the wood in your fiance
The reason why she didn't ya
I be the nigga that trying to keep 'round, and hang around 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 like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, 'coz I'm the 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, your a fake
an ice wrist, keep her tight, bitch, between the trigger
Keep a grip, infared on my shit so I don't miss
Now I'm that razor cuts the dope, newest member of the 504
Man, you the the one they call Vito? yeah, me
(You know)
Where the hot at
Where they at, they at
Right chea, right
Over there, there
Where the hot at
Where at, where they at
Right chea, chea
Over there, there
I'm the enemy behind, so your back
When the live round hit the chamber, I'm the click
you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the pimp slap
I'm the shit that bubble up when you 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 nose in
The nigga that your little brother how to cook that dope
The first nigga on the block that your momma deep throat
I'm the ass nigga with the watches and the coat
Where the real at
they at, where they at
Where the bitches at
Where at, where they at
Where the hot at
Where they at, they at
Where the hot at
Where they at, where at
Where they at, they at, where they at
Where they at, 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 million dollars that you want from the
I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains you think
I'm your when you drink, I'm OJ without the shank
Nigga, I'm the M in mob
(Mob)
I'm the clothes that you wear when you jump shop
I'm the super in dome, I'm the C in
I'm the hurricane that knock down your 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 wanna meet when you walking on the
I'm the gold on teeth, I'm the Nike's on your feet
I'm the that moan when he rap
I'm the nigga that ran 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