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- 2x]
You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't
You niggaz ain't real, real

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You niggaz ain't real, real know that
We'll come to your doormat, (*gun shot*) hold
niggaz talk down, real niggaz tote rounds
Move through the town, survived up and down
Been there done that, can't lose that
Fall off bounce back, fake hate that
I know they do, whatever happens gotta true
Be real a nigga be real with you, you get a chick Southside too
Stay on top of game, hard to shoot red beam to aim
Gotta get change, disregard the fame
Why y'all niggaz hate, we shook back to divide up the
Won't stop we fill the plate, y'all niggaz get it straight

- 4x]

These ain't real, I'ma show 'em the definition
Reputation of a by nature, the truth is what niggaz missing
I'm gon expose some niggaz out here what the deal, quick to
They never gon fight and they never gon kill, alright but he is not real
Say what you know Trae, better yet what you know about Ro
Not too much but you niggaz know, these niggaz here never be
For real I promise niggaz, be putting me in my zone
Till get pissed off and I get to clicking, get to running they bitch ass home
I forever Maab, Slow Loud And never changing but rearranging
Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, back to the West like Gary Payton
For the 2K3 can't see me, we A.B.N. out S.U.C

Bitch niggaz better beat they feet, ain't no way you finna fuck me
Ain't no way you finna fuck Boss, ain't no way you finna fuck with B
Jay'Ton, DSR hate the click and boys lose they
I hope you feel I'm telling y'all, if you don't then I'm swelling y'all
Straight up on the click, pull out the and fuck 'em all

- 4x]

These niggaz ain't real, they just act like got nuts
24 pull up and dump, like scared busters they telling us
I'm one of the with a gun in my clutch and (danger), we blood rushers
Why blow with beef hopping out on fo' crutches, dedicate that to all
Guerilla Maab they running the streets, running sweets running thru freaks
They daily M double A-B, everyday for Screw it's R.I.P
One day Dinkie gon be free, no Penitentiary
Up on the with us getting paid G's, cause I'm straight out of no cash
A broke motherfucker, Z-Ro
That was a time ago, because now I got some c-notes
I'ma my time in a Jag boy, looking for jackers in my rearview
Cause y'all be scheming, with a infrared beam in my rearview
But I ain't scared, been a few times but I ain't dead
Made some moves but I ain't red, on a in Mo City ain't bled
So I claim that ass mine, when you revenge you out a vine
Homie you better my mind, or be the next nigga to get found face down

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