| Man, what happened to my real niggas
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| Man, what happened to the real niggas
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| They in the feds, they gone, I put my life in this song
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| Man, what happened to my real niggas
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| Homie, just feel my pain, this shit gon' drive me insane
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| I wrote this hear for all my real niggas
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| Man, what happened to the real niggas
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| You a real nigga, what happened homie
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| Heard you running with the enemy, you tripping homie
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| You wasn’t raised like that, that ain’t your background
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| You got a little money with niggas, that’s how you act now?
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| Streets a motherfucker
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| Not to mention, niggas treat you like my blood brother
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| But once you cross that line, you gotta stay there
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| And if you playing both sides, know you got to lay there
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| Damn, pissed me off, and no more playing fair
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| Hundred bands and guns, that’s what I call warfare
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| Ain’t nobody safe, any nigga get it
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| Don’t call my phone, ain’t shit to talk about, you know you did this
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| Once upon a time you was a real nigga
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| But now you disloyal, you just a field nigga
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| What type of nigga your nigga brought from the other side
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| We don’t shake hands with the enemies, we do homicides
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| It’s Ridgecrest mafia for life, and fuck the other side
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| You never see me say a word, you just see gun fire
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| Cause gangsters don’t talk, and drama don’t slide
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| One thing I hate the most, a nigga playing both sides
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| Just know you don’t slide, get his ass from both sides
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| Make him scream, oh lord, like he in church getting baptized
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| I’m on my fuck the world, don’t really fuck with me
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| My young niggas, that’s all I got, this other shit ain’t nothing to me
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| Old ass niggas better sit down
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| Pussy ass niggas better get down
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| I need a ?, C.M.G. |
| the motherfucking squad
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| Any nigga round me best sound hard
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| Nigga best be squad, down to do their time, to catch a charge
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| This a family nigga, and you must play your part
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| Now they say I’m crazy cause I go to war with the whole city
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| But fuck nigga, I give these hoes the business
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| And I put that on me, I ain’t never give no statement
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| I ain’t never copped no plea
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| I let money fight my cases, I get money and I go hard
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| I let haters do the hating
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| When you pussies ready to face me, I be right here just waiting
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| Matter fact I’m getting patient
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| Sipping on that hen' getting wasted
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| Imma' catch a murder one and I can taste it
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| How you get so far, then go back to the basis
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| I built up Gucci and Boosie, some of this shit you just can’t shake it
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| Some of this shit, you gotta embrace it
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| Some of these problems, you gotta erase it
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| So I keep ?, fuck their bitches till I run these niggas crazy
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| Niggas ain’t real anyway
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| We the G in gangster, you the G in gay, pussy |