Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Getting Real , by - Soulja Slim. Song from the album Give It 2 'Em Raw, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопGetting Real |
| Yeah, haha |
| My nigga Soulja Slim in this bitch |
| (Fiend in this bitch) |
| a soulja now, fuck that |
| We going to war, nigga |
| (Niggas tryna be you, dog) |
| We bring it |
| (Niggas can’t fucking hang) |
| How we singing, this shit’s real |
| (Shit's about to get hot in this bitch) |
| Niggas better guard their grill |
| Let these motherfuckers know what the deal is |
| (Wake the fuck up) |
| Y’all can’t compare me with no nigga you know |
| hit the floor when you hear my flow, woe |
| It’s not the realest shit I ever wrote |
| That I ever smoke around niggas, that’s cut throat |
| Gotta be on my P’s and Q’s cause niggas hatin' |
| Niggas that I used to fuck with, don’t wanna see me make it |
| Rapping is my occupation, respect that |
| I left the game where it’s at but if I want to, I can go back |
| But no, I can’t be around no dope |
| Flashbacks to bad habits doing bad and selling soap |
| Bricks all in my throat, caked that coke up my nose |
| When I can make money, fuck hoes just by getting a couple of blows |
| And stay in condos and slam luxury doors |
| Everything got and paid for |
| Won’t have it no other way, another day another baller |
| Shot caller, big pistol with back against the wall |
| Shit, put that all up on daughter |
| Fuck with this No Limit shit, you put me off in that water |
| Shit, I used to snort a quarter, but now I only smoke blunts |
| Cause I get on that other level and don’t know my do’s and dont’s |
| Shit’s getting real |
| Shit’s getting real, you better guard your grill |
| Cause if you fake, you can’t feel we real |
| Shit’s getting real |
| Shit’s getting real, you better guard your grill |
| Cause if you fake, you can’t feel we real |
| Shit’s getting real |
| Shit’s getting real, you better guard your grill |
| Cause if you fake, you can’t feel we real |
| Shit’s getting real |
| Shit’s getting real, you better guard your grill |
| Cause real niggas, can feel what we feel |
| Shit’s getting real |
| I’m known as dangerous so Fiend became a name for this |
| for this, so I can get the change for this |
| executive |
| I got a little something put you on the map |
| From the attack, villains stacking |
| Remove the keys of the night |
| Had weed on that pipe instead of that white with a fight |
| Now you’re dealing with my dog that don’t bark when they bite |
| get it right |
| And remember, it ain’t personal |
| And every single sick believe me was rehearsable |
| Out |
| better put some dirt in you |
| Hoping that walk in with the chills |
| Get the money and |
| Trying to get paid for a kill |
| Releasing these really reals |
| Fiend and, No Limits navy seal |
| Time to watch them niggas |
| Got to hit the streets again |
| Got a wake up call y’all, so I’m |
| Housed in, it’s all about this gangsta shit |
| See the bitch ride a bitch |
| Spank the bitch |
| Up early in the morning, first hit the block |
| I got a pot full of rocks with two fat ass Glocks |
| see these niggas peeping me out |
| window blowing weed out |
| niggas all G’d out |
| So I up these bitches |
| Niggas better count every blessing |
| debt |
| Well they can’t pass me, I got |
| everyday, ain’t nothing gonna change |
| Still watching them niggas lose their brain over a ho ass game |
| The more I change, I beat em |
| when I see them |
| see the heater |
| I’m hitting black lines after I see them |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Soulja Slim
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Fiend