Freddie Gibbs - Real Lyrics
Remember everybody ain't loyalYou soft as gelatin, sick of telling them, nigga show 'emIt's coka in the pot, nigga drop it and let it boilGoofy niggas make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'emEastside, sleeping in my dope house clothesRun down pair of Jordans and some dirty GirbaudsSucker coming with a short, he get extorted, exposedNigga stand on my own two balls, my dick and ten toesStraight to the tippy topHear this nigga spitting it, whether I got a hit or notI hit it with the whip, they notice it when they hit the rockI'm just a cocaina chemistCooking, chopping and cutting, you'll die if I push a buttonNiggas heard of me, now all of a sudden they back to thuggingIf I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin'The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the publicTook his daughter, put this dick in her buttAnd said "how you love it, *****?''Remember everybody ain't loyalCause all the real niggas in jail or deep in the soilDancing with the devil or eating fish with the LordGotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, niggaAll the real niggas either in jail or deep in the soil, niggaThe world ain't big enough for both of usBatter up, now you ***** niggas getting *****edStraight raw with infection, passing no prophylacticEastside, anybody killa, my niggas activeSmoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with SnowBut I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo'Straight to the facts, niggaI looked up to you, put that on my mommaSigned a deal with you and never asked you for a dollarCause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheeseI played my ***** ass contract, what the lick read?Thought I'd say this shit cause you ain't man enough to come discuss itYou wanna be Jay-Z? Nigga you just a *****ing puppetGary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so ***** I had to show yaDon't make me expose you to those that don't know yaRan and said he the realest nigga in it, mother*****er check itBut Ross had you scared to drop a diss recordNo nuts, got the whole team looking weakGuess that's why they ran up on you at the BETL.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geekedCouldn't take security, so we ain't take a seatI played the fool before, but yo a ho I'll never beThey searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with meESGN and to the end, I feed the killersPray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey niggaJust a whole lot of rapping, but no mother*****ing actionSeen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at MagicAnd you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gateIt make it seem to me the gangsta shit you kick be fakeCause all my enemies, I put them suckers in their placeSo take them shades up of your eyes, and look me in my *****ing faceCause I'm a mother*****ing rare breedThe last time you gonna see a bad guy like this againDon't reproduce nothin' but evil seedsI'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-D'sBut BMF was sticking you for your *****ing cheeseAnd yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hardBut underneath the *****ing money you's a *****ing markTake heed to my statements, because they might throw youDon't make me expose you to those who don't know you*****Snowman Killa
