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Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - Real Lyrics


[Intro: Sample]"Re-Re-Ready to kick your ass out of the world"[Verse 1]Uh, remember, everybody ain't loyalYou soft as gelatin, sick of telling them—nigga, show 'emIt's coca in the pot, nigga, drop it and let it boilGoofy niggas make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'emEastside, sleeping in my dope-house clothesRun down pair of Jordans, and some dirty GirbaudsSucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposedNigga, stand on my own two balls, my dick, and ten toesStraight to the tippy-top, hear this nigga spitting itWhether I got a hit or not, I hit it with the whipThey notice it when they hit the rock, I'm just a cocaina chemistCooking, chopping, and cutting—you'll die if I push a buttonNiggas heard of me now all of a sudden they back to thuggin'If I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin'The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the publicTook his daughter, put this dick in her butt and said, "How you love it, bitch?''Remember, everybody ain't loyal'Cause all the real niggas in jail or deep in the soilDancing with the devil or eating a feast with the LordGotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, niggaYeah, ughAll the real niggas either in jail or deep in the soil, nigga[Interlude]Yeah, ughThat's real, nigga (Fo' sho')Ugh, ugh (Y'all got me fucked up in this bitch)Yeah, uh[Verse 2]The world ain't big enough for both of us (Nah)Batter up, now you pussy-niggas getting fucked (Bitch)Straight raw with infection, passing no prophylactic (Nah)Eastside, anybody' killa—my niggas activeSmoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0 (Fo' sho')Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4 (Real nigga)I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with SnowBut I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo'Straight to the facts, nigga—I looked up to you, put that on my momma (Ugh)Signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar'Cause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheese (Yeah)I played my fuck-ass contract, what the lick read?Thought I'd say this shit cause you ain't man enough to come discuss it (You ain't, bitch)You wanna be JAY-Z? Nigga, you just a fucking puppetGary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so, bitch, I had to show youDon't make me expose you to those that don't know you (Ugh!)Man, you said you the "realest nigga" in this motherfucker? Check it;But Ross had you scared to drop a diss record (Yeah)No nuts, got the whole team looking weak (Real)Guess that's why they ran up on you at the BET (Hahaha)L.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geeked (Sho')You couldn't take security, so we ain't take a seat (Huh)I played the fool before, but yo, a ho I'll never beThey searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with meESGN until the end, I feed the killers (Ugh)Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey-niggaJust a whole lot of rapping, but no motherfucking actionSeen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at Magic(You ain't did shit, nigga!)And you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gateIt make it seem to me the gangsta shit you kick be fake'Cause all my enemies, I put them suckers in they placeSo take them shades up off your eyesAnd look me in my fucking face'Cause I'm a motherfucking rare breedThe last time you gonna see a bad guy like this againDon't reproduce nothin' but evil seedsI'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-Ds (Ugh)But BMF was sticking you for your fucking cheese (Whoa)And yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hard (Ugh)But underneath the fucking money, you's a fucking mark (Yeah)Take heed to my statements, because they might throw you (Bitch)Don't make me expose you to those who don't know you, bitchSnowman-Killa, nigga[Skit: Sample]Hey, man, hey, look– Ahh!This is just a warning, sucka!You shape up quick or we gon' get downWho are you guys?What do you guys want, man?I do the talking, nigga!

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