Bg Real Niggas And Real Bitches Lyrics

Real Niggas And Real Bitches Lyrics

(*talking*)

Ahh yeah niggas, yeah uh-huh, uh

We bout to get it ooh, we bout to get it off the chain

Nigga, real niggas real bitches come on



[B.G.]

You know Gizzle on fire, the hottest around

I layed low a minute, niggas try to count me out

Thought I was through cooked, just gone with the wind

Thought you could stick a fork in me, better think again

Man I'm here to stay, nigga I'm built to last

Chopper City in this bitch, there's no realer than that

Now where my killas at, my drug dealas at

I mean my motherfucking, get it how you livers at

Now where my bitches at, my street bitches at

My lap dancing, drop it like it's hot bitches at

You know I'm loving them, ooh when I'm fucking them

I get all up in them, bust a nut all up in them

Niggas are kissing them, I shake my head at them

They just don't know, I done shot all kind of lead in them

Yeah give me them grits, I put this butter in em

Stir em up, that yellow color in em



[Hook - 2x]

I got real niggas real bitches, fucking with me

I got real niggas real bitches, fucking with me

I got real niggas real bitches, fucking with me

If you fake nigga, I don't need you fucking with me



[B.G.]

I'm from New Orleans, home of the Mag, Memph and Callio

You know we bout it nigga, we the murder capital

Fo' hundred 21, that was in '94

It's 2003, to that number we added bout fifty mo'

See bout eleven of em, I done done it myself

There's one left in a dozen mo', I got under my belt

I tote them handguns, but I love them K's and shit

Them rifles with drums nigga, and banana clips

I'm off the block nigga, and it's flooded with thugs

It's hot with them people, and believe infested with drugs

Dope, coke and weed, extasy MV's

We got it all nigga, whatever you want or think you need

I'm a young dog, nigga I stand tall

My back against the wall, I'ma ball till I fall

Nigga keep it real, that's a street law

And never tell what you heard, or what you seen or saw



[Hook - 2x]



[B.G.]

I got real niggas real bitches, thugging with me

I got real niggas real bitches, thugging with me

I got real niggas real bitches, thugging with me

If you fake nigga, I don't need you thugging with me



I got real niggas real bitches, running with me

I got real niggas real bitches, running with me

I got real niggas real bitches, running with me

If you fake nigga, I don't want you running with me



Come on uh, I don't want you fucking with me

Nigga, I don't want you running with me

Nigga, I don't want you thugging with me

Huh, you can't be bucking with me



Now I'm a real nigga, I fuck with real niggas

I deal with real niggas, only the real niggas

I fuck with real bitches, I deal with real bitches

Huh-huh, only real bitches



(*talking*)

Yeah, Chopper City nigga, wide O nigga

Chopper City nigga, huh, we leave you

We'll leave you wide open nigga

So fuck everybody ha, nigga

Throw your hands up, throw your sets up

Throw your hood up, nigga throw your block up

Throw your side up, nigga throw your side up

Throw your iron up, nigga throw your nine up nigga

Throw your ki's up, nigga uh, huh, hold your blunts up nigga

What yeah, ah yeah, I'm loving this nigga ha

You gotta be loving this nigga, uh

B. Gizzle, G'd up and soldier down what

B. Gizzle nigga, you know I'ma hold it down

B. Gizzle nigga, G'd up and soldier down

Huh, nigga