Keep It Real

{*car starts*}
Uhh, for the two g's, for the millenium
Do or die

[johnny p]
Oooohhh hooo-ooooh, ain't gon' pay no bills

Chorus: johnny p + do or die

Police - can't see me ballin
Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey
And I - can never pay your bills
Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
I got my key on the passenger side
So ain't no scrub in me, me, me
Police - can't see me ballin
Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey

[verse one]
First of all, you can shut it down baby
Better yet I'm original and not a clown baby
Get down for wars an' i'm, livin my life under the gun
And umm, stay calm no harm, I'm alarmin 'em
And that's the victom of the shorties in my grill
Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills
Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture
See - y'all the ones got me slappin out
And all my homeboys jappin out
Crappin out, love that, where my crips and my bloods at?
Lords at, g's at, feedback, need that
Niggaz blaze that weed sack
I'll cop a drop wit that knees fat
Y'all can't see me, best-ta believe that

Chorus

[verse two]
This shit hit the back door, by the way
Why you tryin' to play that mack fo'?
If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe,
Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
Open up let some air through the window
I could never give my money to a bimbo
Real players get high off endo
Make cash like the owners of the timbo
Chi-town, real player, real true love
20 inch on the rims, fucker says what?
Bet the po' to the next thug
Recognize the queen, you come to me
But you gotta see,
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