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Songtexte: D-MAC. The First Impression - Mixtape. Real Nigga Shit.


[Verse 1:]
Never turn my back on any one of my dogs I ain't fake
Off the rip me and all of my niggas dun been straight
When I had a lil beef my dog shot his 38
And if both of us can't eat fuck it we split the plate
In god I keep faith, and I trust my niggas
See you niggas ain't real you don't trust ya'll niggas
I love my niggas, my niggas love me
I love my niggas till eternity
4 deep in a bucket, like fuck it
Bumpin plies and boosie and relating cause we thuggin
Heavily blunted my niggas get blowed like a trumpet
Blowin smoke and I got every kind of liquor in my stomach
We all thuggin so whoever want it we could run it
But we short of breath these days shit all we know is thuggin
Slide on a nigga while he chillin with his woman
See he thought that we was pussy cause we let him slide in public ha

[Chorus:]
Ride till I die, Ride with my fie, and pray one day I live in the sky
(Real Nigga Shit)
Figures over Bitches, Bros over Hoes, get dough is all that I know
(Real Nigga Shit)
Never beef bout a bitch, and never ever snitch, and tell the truth whenever I spit
(Real Nigga Shit)
Show love to the hood keep it real in the streets, and handle mine if ever it's beef
(Real Nigga Shit)

[Verse 2:]
But you don't hear me though
I'm drunk as fuck thinking bout all of my niggas that's gone and ain't hear no more
Shawn & Deon I knew them since yay high
They both gone I never got a chance to say bye... Damn
So is Des, Jizzum, D-Roy, & Ty
Carltonia too I sit and ask myself why
But life goes on I take a deep breath and sigh
And pray all of my niggas get to live in the sky, yea
And yeah I know we all living to die
I might not survive but fuck it I'll give it a try
And if you ain't a real nigga you a bitch in my eyes
Niggas be fake that's why I'm on point and grippin my fie
Watching my back, and watching who the fuck I hang round
Cause niggas'll play up under you, actin like they down
Mean Mugs no smiles just a whole lotta frowns
And a lot of hard times, on my side of town mothafucka

[Chorus:]
Ride till I die, Ride with my fie, and pray one day I live in the sky
(Real Nigga Shit)
Figures over Bitches, Bros over Hoes, get dough is all that I know
(Real Nigga Shit)
Never beef bout a bitch, and never ever snitch, and tell the truth whenever I spit
(Real Nigga Shit)
Show love to the hood keep it real in the streets, and handle mine if ever it's beef
(Real Nigga Shit)

[Verse 3:]
He a house boy house boy nigga who?
I use to hang on 5-9 a block from Psu
And I'm a real nigga so I still come through
And if I can't I still call and holla like what it do
You see I roll with real niggas that'll. Come and merk you
Let me tell you what was happening when you had a curfew
I was rippin and running the streets with the boys
Putting fear in niggas hearts and making all kinda noise
Use to slap box to keep the set up to date, we had poise
But niggas ain't fighting no more so we steady coppin toys
And I ain't talking action figures
I'm talkin bout them thangs that cock and clap a nigga
It's a fact lil nigga my nigga doin 20
Seem like just the other day we was with some honeys
Cracking jokes all the time everything was funny
But times change now it's only all about the money
Went to our jr high school prom together
Now I'm feeling like my nigga gon be gone forever
I sit back and realize thinking man this life ain't no joke
Wish that Dino wasn't fucked up on that coke
Shit we use to eat frozen cups, beat up niggas, and shoot hoops
Now you might catch him laid out on somebody stoop
I ain't putting him out there just telling ya'll the truth
I hope he shaking it off while I'm standing in this booth
Nigga ain't no fakin I give you the realness
Real life, real times, real lyrics, real spit
I'm a ride for my niggas real shit
Titanic or not nigga I'll never jump ship

Real Nigga Shit