"Dat Real" lyrics

"Dat Real"

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Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)
Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't run it up
Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)
It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)
It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)
I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real

Stories got twisted, people got braver
Opps got airlifted
I can tell you 'bout the trench cah I lived it
I can tell you times that I risked it for less than a biscuit
Rollin' with two live, one's in my leg's whip
Gave away that broken scoop 'cause I couldn't fix it
Gifted with my blade, now they told me that I'm gifted
Why you think I'm wanted ASAP? We run the district
Pattern up my teeth, now I smile in all my pics
She didn't get to fuck me, now she's lyin' on my dick
Really, I'm the catch, I can never be the chick
They love you when you're broke, they start to hate you when you're rich
There's fryin' on my strip, had it fryin' on a strip
Now they told me that I'm famous so they wanna take a pic
Real shit, every blocker than I'm beefin' with got hit
You can ask about my team, GBG, that's my pick

Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)
Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't run it up
Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)
It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)
It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)
I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real

How does that feel?
I can't fuck with him again 'cause he a rat still
I was posted on that hill like I was Jack Jill
Now the labels wanna offer me a fat bill
We was doin' while some other niggas sat still
Karma came around and hit you, how does that feel?
Bill up, fathead, and listen to this real shit
I know the haters probably tell you that it's cap still
Younger days, I was way more reckless
Now I'm more smart, I got way more tikkas
I was fourteen when they heard 'bout my ting
You was in your twenties still tryna get accepted
Kilo knot on necklace, swagger so infectious
Flip a big tetris, dig it when I sheft 'em
Stick it like I'm Louis, he got whacked and then we left him
Lost a lot of real niggas, R.I.P., they restin', uh

Do the real nigga thing and be a real nigga (Be a real nigga)
Tell them little niggas you don't kill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't drill a nigga (Tell them little niggas)
Tell them little niggas you don't run it up
Nigga, do the real nigga thing cah you ain't like that (You ain't like that)
It was me gettin' ringers, givin' handouts (It was me)
It was my smoke they had when they banged out (Uh)
I looked after jail niggas when they land out in dat real


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