| Hold up, roll that dough
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| Split that swisher, smoke that dro
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| Pour that liquor, watch that hoe
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| Keep my pistol cocked and close
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| What they want? |
| I don’t know
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| Lots of foes, they plot my dough
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| They plot to slow, I stop, oh no
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| I pop my chrome up on po-po
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| Hit the ground, go
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| I’m the chosen one
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| Won’t stop, impossible
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| Lots of flow
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| Bring me lot’s of dough
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| No more obstacles
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| I suppose
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| Ya’ll think I’m supposed to let ya’ll stop my show
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| Tryna block my dough
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| Evil keep tryin' to cop my soul
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| Let em' know it won’t be sold
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| Still ain’t nothin' changed
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| Bone ain’t never changed
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| We do this everyday
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| Not for Fame, not for play
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| This is real life
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| A lot niggas hang around but I really don’t need em'
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| Don’t need security either, that’s why I keep a heater
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| Ride up on me if you want to
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| And you gon' see that I’m the wrong dude, fuckin' with the wrong crew
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| Nigga better ask somebody, what happened to the last somebody
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| They thought he was gonna rest somebody
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| Don’t make me have to blast somebody
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| Leave you in a body bag, nothin' bout it
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| Shotgun got em', drop em'
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| We ain’t worried about it
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| Nigga better lay on off of my shit
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| Bitches better stay on off of my dick, for real
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| Cause Kray ain’t soft and I’m lit
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| Everybody say that they the king of the game
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| How many niggas can reign at one time?
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| So stay, they frontline
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| You niggas all self proclaimed
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| You suckas so damn lame, don’t even get in my lane, lane
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| Still ain’t nothin' changed
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| Bone ain’t never changed
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| We do this everyday
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| Not for Fame, not for play
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| This is real life
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| One verse will leave a nigga dead, so a third verse is overkill
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| Nigga I’m so for real, so em' my soldier skills
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| Figured they know the deal
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| Who the fuck over here? |
| Still at the top!
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| Nigga got older but I only got better
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| I done got so cold I write my rhymes in a sweater
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| Me giving out the throne? |
| negative, that’s a never
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| We rollin' with Bone, run and tell, that’s forever
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| If I gotta hit a nigga, I’ma hit em' cause before I be the victim I’ma make
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| sure they know Krayzie Bone official never artificial
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| Any nigga got a issue with it, nigga better split it
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| They can come and get it
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| Don’t no body move don’t won’t nobody get hurt, hurt
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| If you be fuckin' with meeeeee
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| You get murked, murked
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| Still ain’t nothin' changed
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| Bone ain’t never changed
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| We do this everyday
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| Not for Fame, not for play
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| This is real life
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| Reeeeeeal what you see
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| It’s all reeeeeeal, It’s just the thug in me
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| Real
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| Still ain’t nothin' changed
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| Bone ain’t never changed
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| We do this everyday
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| Not for Fame, not for play
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| This is real life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Is Real Life , by - Krayzie Bone. Song from the album Eternal Legend, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп