For Realz Lyrics

For Realz lyrics

(Kane & Abel talking)
Pussy ass motherfuckers. Take me to play with.
Okay
I'm bout to show these bitches.
Fuck I'm already dead so I need some fuckin
company
you know what I'm saying.
Okay little motherfucker I'm a show
you.
you better protect yourself

Verse 1 (Kane)

Every time I
wake
I thank the lord for my eyes opening
Cause I know some
hoes
Hoping that they close
Niggas they want me deader
Wet up my Cucci
sweater
Back back they better
>From the storm swarm of my berreta
Down
south hustlin
T riding on daytons pouring like Gary
Payton
Scoring
Haters they wanna catch me snoring
I mean sleeping
I
seen them creeping
In the rear view of the beamer
Pull out the
rueger
With the built in laser beamer
Committing felonies fuck
misdemeanors
Laugh now dick sucker cry later
That AK 45 keep me
live
That's my motherfucking regulator

Verse 2 (Abel)

That's
my brother Mr. Kane
Mr. Abel
10 g's on the table
Bringin hoes ass
niggas to they knees
To the coffin from the cradle
Lick the salt when I
drink tequilla
Hit the lemon grab the nina
Everyday I come out the
house
I at least committ a misdemeanor
Po-po drop it
Cause they can't
stop it
Hittin niggas for they profit
Touchin on these gangsta
topics
Breakin niggas and checkin they pockets
No limit tight like a
fucking chain gang
Kickin shit like Jackie Chan
Front these bitches from
rags to riches
But its just a ghetto thang

Chorus x2

Thugs
that why they feel us
Hoes wanna get with us
Cause we so for
realz
haters they wanna kill us

We turning busters into down south
hustlers
We turning busters into midwest hustlers
We turning busters into
west coast thugsters
We turning busters into east coast hustlers

Verse
3 (Kane)

Niggas take they life like spillin a glass of milk
Bests to
take yo shit more serious
Or you'll get killed
Cause down south we bout
drama
Nigga we bout danger
When you here my shit click click
That send
deadly missles in the chamber
Ain't no studio in me
G genuine
My boy
Lil Shawn to a slug in his spine
That was mine
If time could rewind
I
would've took it
Death in my face I would've looked it
I would've shooked
it
I'm from the hood so I pay my respect
My nigga Clay took a fucking
bullet in his neck
We ain't found the killer yet
But I bet
We be ridin
on some nigga set soon
Sweepin up shit like a broom
Ready to kill more
niggaz than Platoon, it's DOOM

coming so for realz nigga