Real Niggas Lyrics

Real Niggas lyrics

f/ Kaos the Seventh Sign







[Stoneface]



Uh, what?



Word up!



Happy boy ass niggas



This how it is







Now ever since birth, I was labelled as one of the worst



I used to rob, want you cash, but your chain first



No questions asked, bitch don't laugh, after him your purse



I knew I was one of the first niggas like me on the planet earth



To get a St. Ides and chased with Hennessey to quench my thirst



Too much misery I've seen (Many niggas in a hurse)



If it's war between you and me, I better move in first



Ain't no unity with us, make your best friend your nurse



So you stay over there, I stay over here, yeah that shit will work



But if you come over here, better beware, cuz we leave you hurt



I come straight from the dirt, the most talked about



Type of nigga that catch you when you walkin out



Never seen like God sittin and barkin out



I'm all about larger amounts, stick you, buy a larger house



I'm hard no doubt, you be mumblin and we be callin out



Get my dick sucked easy, chicks be fallin out



Fuck labels, we tourin out, this is what hip-hop is all about







[Chorus - Kaos the Seventh Sign] (Timbo King):



Real niggas do real things, things (To all my real niggas)



Real niggas do real things, things (To all my real niggas)







[Timbo King]



Yo, for real niggas who feel this is on some numb shit



Gun shit, peace to my jail niggas who run shit



Corner thugs, buggin on birds they serve for purpose



The same .45 in your mouth, stuck up your workers



Extreme measures, illegal treasures



Plus the safe, scavengers, pepper mace in your face



Purple haze, lace hash from Morocco burnin



We on the block earnin thousands, from P.J.'s and houses



Diggin pockets, rip trousers



Spark a Dutch, start a forest fire



Tap, drop a diamond, informant niggas wore police-wires



We on some '86, stick-up fig' impulse



The last days are crime son, take it as an insult



Dirty burnin blaze at night, we got to Av sewn



Nickel-plate, .44 chrome, murder dead zone



Police tracin prints, stolen cars with tints



Bum bitch boost gear, sellin clothes for cents



Sharp razors make a face ugly, snnatch a diamond, lovely



Drinkin Valentine, ghetto bubbly



The thugs be extortin corner stores, startin wars, daily routine



Undercover tight blue jeans harass teens







Chorus







[Kaos the Seventh Sign]



How many niggas wanna die for my cause? Just embrace my face



I've been on frontline with motherfuckers, stay in your place



You never fuck with the real G, watch Ka' rise



Lyric to you niggas, never seen murder my eyes



I tear the frames out you motherfuckers, cross that line



I be the nine for years and now the fuckin world is mine



I hold the whole world in contempt



Until my pockets gettin fat, and my money spit



I'm stayin bent, off the Johnny Walker



Motherfuckers straight up New York



I put the bite back in crime, tell the man that it's over



My reign of terror till a nigga die, my rap niggas on the move



Punks who wanna try, will see my nine's fly



Niggas bite the dust, but we start to roll



You want beef, it's now peace, here the clips on yo



They call the Gods motherfuckers, cuz that drama we bring



Cuz fuckin real niggas do real things, nigga







Chorus x2