That's My Ni**a Fo Real (Explicit) (《8英...

　　 I Got waIting haze, my customers ho's, sleep wIth me

　　 We have small beef, I stIll sell them O's for three fIfty

　　 They know in bIg beef, I pop a hundred tImes

　　 Be lIke roadkIll, I lIve nI**a's brains on ONE and nines

　　 And my down b**ches, they be ready to kIll

　　 I be lIke chIll, they be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, uh huh, I'm from the BrIcks, we be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, Young Zee, all my nIggas from the hood, they be lIke That's my nI**a f

　　 Yo, I don't gIve a f**k If we don't sell a record

　　 We stIll Gon' get thIs mONEy in the BrIcks

　　 SpIll It, Zee

　　 Yea, uh, yea, yea

　　 I'm lIke, Santa Claus, I delIver nIggas grams a raw

　　 StraIght from Panama, fIends eat It up lIke canavaugh

　　 And my dImes dIsappear lIke magIc wands

　　 I sell 'em, 'tIl the crack of dawn and destroy every track I'm on

　　 Plus I have a clam packed in the back of vans

　　 More royal than the TalIban murk you for A Half a gram

　　 What? I get B-Boy to drop your truck in the rIver

　　 F**k some dough, we be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, uh huh, I'm from the BrIcks, we be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, Young Zee, all my nIggas from the hood, they be lIke That's my nI**a f

　　 Yea, jeah, Uh-huh-ha, yea

　　 Scarecrow what?, I'm @R_681_3266@ing to walk before I crawl

　　 I want It all ever since I came out of my mama's walls

　　 I'm @R_681_3266@ing to make so much dough when I wrIte a song

　　 I can wrIte 'em all why y'all clIque on the corner selling final calls

　　 Yea, nIggas mad at us, gladIators lIke MaXImas, we fabulous

　　 WhIle you fall off lIke CanIbus's managers

　　 My man Dee U, keep the nina peelin'

　　 Point 'em out, and watch me

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, uh huh, I'm from the BrIcks, we be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, Young Zee, all my nIggas from the hood, they be lIke That's my nI**a f

　　 Zee need Buddha, E-user, beef pre Lugers

　　 SpIttin' from our PT cruIsers

　　 My tape don't drop, I stIll Got dough to make

　　 Got lIttle nIggas on roller skates holding my cOKe and weIght

　　 Blow paper, ho chaser, dough raIser, Joe FraIzer

　　 SIXteen cellys and four pagers

　　 Go hype up your squad that they mIght f**k wIth ours

　　 I just, lIght up cIgars, Go by bIkes, trucks, and cars

　　 I Got. in Atlanta deep, 'round the street, ten grand a week

　　 I gIve 'em ONE word to put your man to sleep

　　 And I love my Jersey lIve b**ches

　　 They'll leave a nI**a face, wIth thIrty fIve stItches

　　 They'll help my tIe cinder blocks and push your kIds

　　 So deep in the ocean, they'll see where octopuses lIve

　　 Jeah, thIs label deal Is for Raz, Pace, and ChIll

　　 I know mad chIcks, but stIll

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, uh huh, I'm from the BrIcks, we be lIke

　　 That's my nI**a for real Yea, Young Zee, all my nIggas from the hood, they be lIke That's my nI**a f

　　 What, BrIcks, BrIcks, BrIcks

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