| All hail to the OG, I spit the game the most dominant
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| Stoppin 'em dead in they tracks, makin promises
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| To drop 'em, leavin opposition to die
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| Face II Face with yo killer cause yo killer be I
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| Who that nigga wanna judge this, just let it be known
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| The worst nigga you could fuck with is back on his own
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| Mafia life, ring the alarm, the sky’s burnin
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| Wheels keep spinnin as I keep turnin
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| Niggas from ashes to dust, I buck, you die slow
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| Money makes the world go round and I know
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| At the drop of a hat, that’s that, brains shattered
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| Face down found in yo house, brains scattered
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| Fuck 'em, you’re hardcore? |
| Real nigga come show me
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| Fake, sho' we come with the real, we come forward
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| If not I’m blowin up yo motherfuckin spot
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| Cause once I knock everybody gettin got
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| Bitch, I play these motherfuckin streets for keeps
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| Unlike these other MC’s who bust they raps for beats
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| I’m bringin heat
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| Y’all niggas definition of real gets y’all killed
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| This definition of real can help ya live
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| Mind your own business and you might live long
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| Go fuck over niggas like me and we gon' visit your home
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| Y’all niggas definition of real gets y’all killed
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| This definition of real can help ya live
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| You can be what you wanna be, just don’t be up in mine
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| Cause it ain’t nothin for a nigga to bust this bitch one time
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| Talkin down on me from a safe place, now I’m in yo face
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| What you gon' do now?
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| Nothin but plea bargainin, tryin to avoid arguin
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| I bet gettin gangsta is what you won’t do now
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| Firearm in my right palm, twisted off too many cigarillos
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| But never too twisted to make a murder movie, this my intro
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| From a Benzo to a Pinto when I’m leanin on the window
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| Me and a couple of my kinfolk, evil intentions could end yo
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| Life, in the blinking of an eye, ain’t no second chance
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| Call a coroner when I dump, damage is beyond an ambulance
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| If I owe ya I’ma be that way, so save the last dance
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| I’ma be Texas-two-steppin with a Smith &Wesson, knock your chest in
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| Bitch freely
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| If it’s you or me it gotta be you cause the ones I love need me
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| Even though this world is not my home I’m not homesick
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| I love my life and to protect it I’ll go in yo dome, bitch
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| The brainiac, it’s a known fact you can’t sink me
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| Careers are dyin for niggas that’s tryin to outthink me
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| You all know the Mega Don wrote the book
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| You wanna grow like the big boys? |
| Take a look
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| You need to study, you motherfuckers don’t believe in money
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| We lay our head where the weed is green and day is sunny
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| The Frankenstein, I never think of lines
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| They come to me in Deep Space 9 by design
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| A hoe conqured by the game
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| It ain’t no stoppin this, the infamous name
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| Infest the metropolis
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| You can’t keep my ass out the Lone State
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| Even though Joe and Face can push they own weight
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| It’s the cavi collaboration
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| While some fools are happy in hibernation
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| And them the ones you can find short
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| And anybody testin Cube I’m stingin tongues like a 9 volt
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| Motherfucker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Definition of Real , by - Scarface. Song from the album My Homies Pt. 2 (Screwed), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп