Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Nigga, artist - B.G.. Album song The Heart Of Tha Streetz - Volume 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.03.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
Real Nigga |
It’s B. Gizzle ya number one original hot boy |
nigga already know whassup with me nigga already know my status |
if you don’t know you better ask somebody, look |
I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga |
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger |
you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga |
I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga |
You know me I’m a solider no doubt |
my reputation already confirm what I’m about |
I’m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets |
puttin it down, makin moves cause Gizzle gotta eat |
feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key |
they know I gotta enough work well I could throw away a ki if you wanna get on ya feet then holla at me can’t sell 'em for ten but I can throw 'em for sixteen |
I chase that money and I stack that money |
bitch nigga try to play me I’m a smash that dummy |
I ain’t playin with you niggaz go on and run up on a G they’ll be callin, tellin ya momma her son is in the street |
how you want it, you can get — how you want it, I can bring it you wanna early funeral trust me I can arrange it |
I’m a man about my mine no reppin, no stuntin |
New Orleans is the dungeon so what you talkin is nothin |
I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga |
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger |
you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga |
I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga |
Okay a man always look another man in his eye |
I’m talkin to you — you lookin at the ground I know why |
you a busta, you a fake, you a bitch, you a lame |
you should’ve stayed on the porch you ain’t ready for the game |
got my first stripe at twelve, second stripe at thirteen |
third stripe a year later then pronounced the B.G. |
fourth stripe at fifteen now I’m captain of the team |
I was suppose to be at school, but on the corner sellin weed |
before I made eighteen I’m a sargeant now |
fuckin hoes, gettin money sellin quarters now |
before I made twenty one I was a lieutenant |
it’s a war goin on and dogg I’m all in it |
I ain’t tryna turn back this my life I’m a live it I ain’t gotta come now so if you trip I’m a send it |
I’m in full command I’m the Chopper City general |
so believe it’s nothin to get rid of you |
I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga |
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger |
you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga |
I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga |