You know, it's a lot of motherfuckers, you know what I'm saying, got this rap *, man, * up, you know
Niggas out here think this *'s just all about in the studio rappin' and *, man, and all that, man
But, you know, rap, man, rap is music for real-ass people, man, that's what it stand for
Rap, R-A-P, real-ass people, nigga
And I'ma get all this * straight right here
Oh, yeah, it's true, I'm a gangster for real
Duh, duh, shop just as good, it got me killed
I kept it real with the street cause I'm trill
Kept it low-key, stay hungry, cop me a deal
I guess the dog done jumped the game
And ain't nobody safe, especially niggas as fake
I got a squad, number killers and chiefs
Real whoop-ass niggas, go get it, go chief
I move 360 degrees and I done work pieces all the way up to them keys
Strong in the game like Hov and Dad
But I'm a gangster like 50, I'll get that, man
Ready to fight when you're 20
Talkin' me bad, tell the whole club I'd rather chop and blast
A head-buster ready to whoop some ass and stay grindin'
So I stay countin' that cash
You don't really know me till
No idea who you're fuckin' with
I'm still in the hood and the field
I still keep it gangsta on the real
You don't really know me till
No idea who you're fuckin' with
I'm still in the hood and the field
I still keep it gangsta on the real
Talk that *
Yeah, you see, one thing about niggas
Niggas love to talk *, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like bitches, niggas be talkin'
Chitter-chatterin', talkin'
Just talkin' about motherfuckers' business and *
Well, it's gon' get all that * and all that talk straight
Nigga, all the chitter-chatter, fantasies
Cause a motherfucker can really just only give me my act
Just give me what I deserve, nigga
If I'm keepin' it real, nigga, give me what I deserve, nigga
Give me me
Get this *
I was postponed a minute
But I kept the * cheap
Cause I was home with niggas
Home with niggas
Home with niggas
I walked the street
Played the hard game hard
Nigga, all night trappin' me and my girl in the Lord
Shady oak, that's the grind I stomp
I'm winnin' lines to the bird
And I'm keepin' it crump
Oh, I'm a Jacktown baller, nigga
33rd represent a nun, raw a nigga
I'm a gangsta, so I'm keepin' it cheap
And all the niggas in my hood kick it just like me
Oh, fresh cheese with the bows and reeds
And every nigga sell dope so we can count that G
Rain man, niggas know I'm the truth
Cause they done seen me do everything I say in the booth
And you can take a gangsta for granted
But when the smoke gone, I'm the last nigga to stand it
You don't really know me, Tim
No idea who you fuckin' with
I'm still in the hood and the field
I still keep it gangsta on the real
You don't really know me, Tim
No idea who you fuckin' with
I'm still in the hood and the field
I still keep it gangsta on the real
Talk that G