"To Be Real Witcha" lyrics

Juicy J & Project Pat Lyrics

"To Be Real Witcha"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)

Play me some pimpin', man

I don't get involved with this shit
And to be real with you, money be the cause of this shit
And to be real with you, I don't watch the news, shit be fake
Now to be real with you, I don't wanna go to the club, bitch, I'm straight
And to be real with you, you can't come around me no more
And to be real with you, if you ain't got no friends, no back door
And to be real with you, get some money, then retire, go legit
And to be real with you, you can't beat the FBI, it's a trick

When the feds come knockin' at your door, time to lay it down
Ninety-five percent conviction rate, they don't play around
They the biggest gang in town, they don't wear bandanas, though
You can take your chance, go to trial, but it's a gamble, bro
Truth is not even the truth is gon' set you free
You got all the evidence they need in your camera feed
Damn, I know it's weighin' on a nigga real heavy
When you gotta go from Ruth Chris to eatin' commissary (Damn)

I don't get involved with this shit
And to be real with you, money be the cause of this shit
And to be real with you, I don't watch the news, shit be fake
Now to be real with you, I don't wanna go to the club, bitch, I'm straight
And to be real with you, you can't come around me no more
And to be real with you, if you ain't got no friends, no back door
And to be real with you, get some money, then retire, go legit
And to be real with you, you can't beat the FBI, it's a trick (Patta)

I ain't charged in the state (Mm-mm), robbin' for a plate (Mm-mm)
But when them federales came in, that's a different state of mind
On the grind with them drugs, lil' homie, you hearin' me?
Your partner get caught up and you facin' a conspiracy?
Phones tapped, wire taps, mines is tinted
The second time doin' time and you a felon
I been through that pressure, dog, spent over a hundred K
Still had to do that time and I did it day for day
They don't play

I don't get involved with this shit
And to be real with you, money be the cause of this shit
And to be real with you, I don't watch the news, shit be fake
Now to be real with you, I don't wanna go to the club, bitch, I'm straight
And to be real with you, you can't come around me no more
And to be real with you, if you ain't got no friends, no back door
And to be real with you, get some money, then retire, go legit
And to be real with you, you can't beat the FBI, it's a trick

Big bank, big shank, keep it on me all the time
Probably rollin' solo 'cause these niggas love to testify
I ain't tellin' no lie, niggas know before I
Got into this rap game
I was on the corner with the homies sellin' crack, man
Just like the crap game
Shootin' 'til you hit a seven, they just gave the homie seven
He just caught a 211, now he a felon (What?)
PC'd up in Camp Snoopy, now he tellin'
Yip-yappin', jaw jackin', fucked off your wealth (Uh)
You folded on the homies, then you told on yourself
You played with this game like a kid with some toys
Built a case on yourself for them alphabet boys

I don't get involved with this shit
And to be real with you, money be the cause of this shit
And to be real with you, I don't watch the news, shit be fake
Now to be real with you, I don't wanna go to the club, bitch, I'm straight
And to be real with you, you can't come around me no more
And to be real with you, if you ain't got no friends, no back door
And to be real with you, get some money, then retire, go legit
And to be real with you, you can't beat the FBI, it's a trick


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