Real Niggaz by Sha Hef Lyrics
[Intro]
It's alotta niggas out here talking that real shit man
I hear it, but I don't see a lot of that shit
You know what I'm saying?
I be outside every muhfucking day
It ain't too many real motherfuckers out there man
Where y'all niggas at man?
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery
[Verse 1]
I just caught another case, enemy of the state
Now it got me ducking Jake, but I'm still fucking with the weight
Kick a door and get the safe, if that's your shorty that's debate
Put the hammer in his face, ask him how that pistol taste
Dirty soda in my cup, thirty thirty on my waist
Put in work for the plate, turn a drum for the cake
Skrt-skrt that's grace, let it cool then I wait
My Metro Boomin, I'm a bass, learned dollars not a race
If it's drama pop it off, got some shooters, pop it off
Niggas pussy, knock it off, if he's pussy knock him off
I'm on his head, they chop it off, [?] chop 'em all
Hunnit shots'll drop him off, and I was shopping at the mall
I ain't gotta make a call, all my niggas keep it tall
Pussy nigga you a fraud, send a nigga to the Lord
Turn a nigga to a headline cause the pussy couldn't meet the deadline
Red coupe out the red line with a backseat for the fed time
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery
[Verse 2]
Write a verse or write a eulogy, drop a deuce and cook the beautiful
You don't know what this money do to me, I been trapping like it's touring
The feds tryna get a view of me, I know these pussies been pursuing me
I just met her now she doing me, let her suck and now she chewing me
I don't have faith in the government, democrats or the republicans
[?] and then we double it, that super slow got me bubbling
They ask for credit then I'm doubling, fiends at the glass, I ain't studdering
Bitch set you up cause I cut her in, thirty in the whip why you hovering
Pussy niggas get no pass, leave a pussy in the past
Got the pussy, it was trash, all I gave her was a task
Captain shoulda been in class, Uncle smoking outta glass
I was always good at math, make the birdies take a bath
[Pre-Hook]
Real niggas on my left, I could put 'em on your neck
Bet they riding 'til the death, pull up, they just seen a mess
Treat a nigga like a ref, hit the pussy with a tec
It ain't all about a cheque, niggas dying for respect
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery
It's alotta niggas out here talking that real shit man
I hear it, but I don't see a lot of that shit
You know what I'm saying?
I be outside every muhfucking day
It ain't too many real motherfuckers out there man
Where y'all niggas at man?
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery
[Verse 1]
I just caught another case, enemy of the state
Now it got me ducking Jake, but I'm still fucking with the weight
Kick a door and get the safe, if that's your shorty that's debate
Put the hammer in his face, ask him how that pistol taste
Dirty soda in my cup, thirty thirty on my waist
Put in work for the plate, turn a drum for the cake
Skrt-skrt that's grace, let it cool then I wait
My Metro Boomin, I'm a bass, learned dollars not a race
If it's drama pop it off, got some shooters, pop it off
Niggas pussy, knock it off, if he's pussy knock him off
I'm on his head, they chop it off, [?] chop 'em all
Hunnit shots'll drop him off, and I was shopping at the mall
I ain't gotta make a call, all my niggas keep it tall
Pussy nigga you a fraud, send a nigga to the Lord
Turn a nigga to a headline cause the pussy couldn't meet the deadline
Red coupe out the red line with a backseat for the fed time
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery
[Verse 2]
Write a verse or write a eulogy, drop a deuce and cook the beautiful
You don't know what this money do to me, I been trapping like it's touring
The feds tryna get a view of me, I know these pussies been pursuing me
I just met her now she doing me, let her suck and now she chewing me
I don't have faith in the government, democrats or the republicans
[?] and then we double it, that super slow got me bubbling
They ask for credit then I'm doubling, fiends at the glass, I ain't studdering
Bitch set you up cause I cut her in, thirty in the whip why you hovering
Pussy niggas get no pass, leave a pussy in the past
Got the pussy, it was trash, all I gave her was a task
Captain shoulda been in class, Uncle smoking outta glass
I was always good at math, make the birdies take a bath
[Pre-Hook]
Real niggas on my left, I could put 'em on your neck
Bet they riding 'til the death, pull up, they just seen a mess
Treat a nigga like a ref, hit the pussy with a tec
It ain't all about a cheque, niggas dying for respect
[Hook x2]
Real niggas on the left of me
Gang bangers on the right of me
Keep the hammer on the side of me
I could never let 'em slide on me
I could never let 'em lie to me
M.O.B, that's how I gotta be
Got some real nigga policy
This a street nigga lottery